A dragon shifter, a chef and a vicious tree root. It was more than either of them bargained for.
His mate was beautiful. Nadia was thick and curvy; he could already feel her delicious weight on him as she rode him. His dragon was turning over with joy imaging her on their back flying high in the sky. She smelled delicious; he wanted to eat her up.
Casting a look at his brother he felt a roar trying to come to the surface. If he tried to claim Maceo’s mate, it wouldn’t be pretty.
“What’s that look for?” Zeno asked carefully.
“She’s a dragon mate,” Maceo answered.
“But she’s not my dragon mate. She smells like Alexa,” Zeno said.
“What do you mean by that?”
“She smells like do not touch if it were a perfume, and she washed her body in it.”
“I never noticed that with Alexa but maybe because I knew she was Syn’s mate bonded from the beginning. Nadia is mine.”
Zeno clapped him on the back before embracing him in a one arm hug.
“I am glad for you brother you deserve a mate bonded you have been alone for a long time.”
Maceo heard both the joy and sadness in his brother’s voice, and he understood.
“Are the two of you coming or are you going to stand outside the kitchen whispering all day.”
“On second thought,” Zeno said to Maceo. “Good luck.”
Maceo gave a small laugh before he walked into the kitchen with Zeno following behind him.
“One steak for each of you.”
“Could we have two?” His smile made her heart beat faster.
“Seriously? That’s a lot of meat.”
“All right but only if you promise to eat your vegetables.” She gave them a devilish smile.
Maceo frowned, she said vegetable’s plural, sucking in a big breath, he agreed to eat his vegetables.
“Good boy,” she whispered not knowing that Maceo could hear her.
She took out two more steaks while they sat at the table.
“So your brother’s. How many of you are there?”
“There are four of us. Syn is the second born then there is me, last is Zeno.” He reached over to ruffle Zeno’s hair like he was five.
“Stop that. It stopped being cute a thousand years ago.”
Nadia laughed. “A thousand years ago. Your brother is calling you old.”
“He has no room to talk. He’s close to my age.”
She laughed and slid the steaks under the burner.