Page 4 of Regal Rising

Rex looked at the drakenearest her and then inhaled sharply as it grabbed her and started sniffing. The other one began to join in the inhalation of her scent, and when it pressed its muzzle to her lower back, she twisted and struck him. She knew how to throw a punch, but it still stung.

The drake holding her got the same treatment when the hard nose bumped her breasts.

There was an amused gleam in the beasts’ eyes. She felt cool air rush at her back and turned around again, but there was a low crooning sound, and then a tongue ran up her spine.

She reached behind her and grabbed the tongue. The sound she heard was of surprise. It was nearly a chicken squawk.

The one holding her looked toward the gate and slowly closed it.

“We aren’t staying.”

The one behind her walked into view and took on a human shape. Well, elf, well, elf made of midnight skin, white hair, and red eyes. No clothing was visible.

“Whoa. We definitely aren’t staying.”

He smiled and beckoned to her.

She drummed her hand on the claw holding her. “Sorry, naked dude. I am indisposed.”

The drake holding her set her down, and the first elf approached Rex. Cool air blew on her back, and her shirt was loose. The male bowed low as the second drake became an elf as well.

“Uh, guys. I am just here to make sure that my sister got where she was supposed to be. A few more years and you will be out to find your own partners, and you don’t want to spoil your palette or anything.”

The man bowing low straightened and stepped toward her. “Mostly, sex is just sex.”

The other man shifted, and his features were blockier than the first. “We will be careful, but your sibling is in heat, and her scent is enthralling.”

“Great. Stop snorting my sister.” She felt a tingle in her palms, and when they moved toward her, the swords came out. “Stand back.”

The men halted. The one who had held her said, “We mean you no injury, only pleasure.”

“When two guys eighteen inches taller than you approach you with dripping erections, tell me how relaxed you would be.” She gritted her teeth.

The guys looked at each other and smiled sheepishly. “We apologize, miss, but the scent of heat is very enticing.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“You are coated in it.”

She wrinkled her nose. “I guessed as much.”

“Will you dismiss your blades?”

“Oh, absolutely not. I do that, and he pins my arms while you start chewing on me.”

They paused. The broader one said, “How do you surmise that?”

“I work in stunt work. You are advertising your intent with your posture.”

“What isstunt work?” the first of the two asked.

“I fall off cliffs in place of more delicate actresses so that the audience believes she faced peril in the entertainment production.” She also tried to formulate it for someone who hadn’t lived in the modern era. “I also get punched and shot a lot.”

They both frowned. “You, a lady, are courting injury?”

“No. I rarely get injured. I know how to fall and take a hit.” She kept the swords aimed at their midsections.

“Where do your blades come from?” The one on the left had moved closer to her.

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