Page 102 of Harbinger

So, I straddled him, grasped his arm, then slicked my tongue over the damage. Healing burns was kind of my thing, being dragon and all. At least that was something that wasnormalabout me and just par for the course with regular dragon kind.

After a few moments, as I saw the burns beginning to heal, he groaned and fisted his other hand in my long hair, tugging, whilehe rolled his hips beneath me. That reaction only happened when there was already great desire between me and whomever I was healing. Just like it had with Nyx.

“Fuckme…that’s a lot,” Kai breathed.

“Damn, I know,” Nyx said, with a chuckle.

“Ungh… V,” Kai choked, grasping my belt, as shudders of pleasure rolled through him.

In the next moment, he really tested my concentration and control as he tightened his hold and tried to rub against me.

I resisted, holding him off so I could focus on healing him.

I had to use my dragon strength to press his hips to the ground and keep them there.

I kept healing him, but looked out at him, taken with him in such a state for me, all roadblocks down for him.

“Almost done,” I told him.

I felt his strength returning, feeling his extreme power emanating from him again.

The whole thing was incredibly intoxicating.

Thank goodness the healing process was completed in the next few moments, because I was right on the fucking edge with everything that had happened. I could honestly devour all three of them in a blink.

I pushed off Kai and stepped back, and fought to recalibrate and hold on to my control.

Nyx went to help Kai to his feet, but Kai literally bounced back himself.

“Well, to say all of that was unprecedented really doesn’t do it justice, hmm?” he said, shoving a hand through his hair.

His tone made it sound like he was unaffected by it all, by almost fucking dying. But the emotion he was trying to hide and distract us from by avoiding direct eye contact and shoving his hand through his hair, indicated he most definitely had been impacted by it, that it had hit him hard.

Given how he was, it was concerning how that would manifest with him.

“How do you feel?” Ariana asked, stepping up to him and looking him over, her urgency and worry for him clear.

With a sweep of his magic, he fixed his melted and shredded coat and his shirt beneath and he was back in perfect shape again. “Good. The damage is completely healed.” He eyed me. “Thanks to you.” He wiggled his fingers and rolled his shoulder. “I feel absolutely fine again.”

“Good. I’m really glad,” Ariana told him.

But then she suddenly came at him and slapped him across the face.

He grunted, his head snapping to the side, and he stumbled back from the force of it.

“Whoa!” Nyx cried.

I grimaced. Not that I hadn’t wanted to engage in a little violence with him once or twice over our time together.

He eyed Ariana incredulously. “You seriously just bitch-slapped me? What the fuck?”

“You’re lucky it wasn’t a punch, or it would have broken your face.”

“And you don’t want to do damage to all this rugged handsomeness.”

She glared at him. “Don’t you ever beg me not to save your life again!”

When he just stared at her, stunned, she pushed at his chest, demanding, “Do you hear me, Kai? Don’t ever do that to me again!”

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