Never Fall for a Dragon (Mate Mountain, #1)

by Lola Glass

“You’re mine for the next few weeks, Fireball. Mine. Got it?”

If I jumped into his arms, I wouldn’t want to leave until heat was over.

“You drive me mad, Fireball.”

“Fly with me, Fireball.” His voice was in my mind, catching me off-guard. He had mentioned mental communication while he was in his dragon form, but I hadn’t really considered what it would sound or feel like. “Are you sure?” I asked my question aloud, not certain if I could speak into his mind too. And not sure he’d want me to, even if I could. “I’m always sure.” “Okay. Don’t let me fall, though.” He narrowed his beastly eyes at me. “I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that.” I huffed out a laugh.

“You swear you’re not going to let me fall?” “I swear. Even if you did fall, I would catch you.”

“Good morning, Fireball.” “Good morning.”

“Thank you.” “Any time, Fireball.”

“I can handle it myself, if you want space.” “Space is the last thing I want right now, Fireball.”

“You’re beautiful.” His voice was quiet. “I can’t remember if I’ve told you that.” “Thank you.”

“I’m glad I found you, Fireball.” Found, not met.

🤎🤎🤎🤎🤎

I’d be back for my Fireball, and the home we’d made ours, as soon as possible.

“Get my mate out of this prison now.” His eyes were shifting. Heating.

“Fireball.”

“You didn’t say goodbye, August.” “If I’d looked in your eyes and seen anything but hatred, I wouldn’t have managed to make myself leave.”

“You called me your mate,” I said. “You are my mate.” “We didn’t seal the bond.” “If the consequence was anything less than your death, we would’ve done it weeks ago. As far as I’m concerned, you’re mine.” “I can’t be yours if you let yourself die or lose your mind in here, Auggie.” He took in another deep breath of my scent. “I’ll figure it out.”

“You’re bleeding on me,” I whispered. He gave me a low, rumbly chuckle. “At least you’ll smell like me.” I couldn’t suppress my smile. “You’re practically a caveman.” He grunted for me, and I snorted. When he laughed, I did too. Hard.

“Would we ever get to seal our mate bond, if you did decide to leave with me?” I asked him, my humor forgotten. “I think fate would send us into heat again eventually,” he murmured. “Could take a few days. A few months. Maybe even a few years. But it’d happen eventually. I’d hunt down a witch and force her to figure out a way to ignite it again if I had to.” “Romantic,” I drawled. “I don’t give a damn about romance. I just want you.” He hugged me tighter. “I’ll see you in a few months.” My eyes stung. “You better not be bleeding the next time we meet.” His hand brushed my ass, squeezing lightly. “That a threat?” “Yep. I’m very terrifying.” “Five and a half feet of pure fire.” “Keep yourself safe, Auggie.” I finally started detangling myself from him as Jasper opened the cell door.

Family was important, but if I really became his mate, he would have to consider me his family too. Could he do that?

-decided to become a team and deal with heat together -gave the magic everything it wanted except sealing the bond -touched when it urged us to touch, spent all our time together, didn’t try to stay away or push ourselves. -gave in to the desire when it hit, as much as possible without going all the way

“Tell me I’m dreaming, Fireball.” “You’re dreaming.”

“I wanted you. I always wanted you, and I always will.”