Mated to Dragons novel

---- "Do you like your new room?" I asked her. Angel nodded. Frowning , I moved back into deeper water , hoping that it would put her more at ease. "J didn't know this was your place," Angel muttered. "Tt used to be," I told her as I glanced around. "I don't come here all that often anymore. My duties keep me busy." She licked her lips, making my eyes drop to her mouth. Before I knew it, I was moving closer to her. Angel didn't move away, but I noticed that she tensed.

"You haven't signed Mason's papers ," I muttered , changing the topic. "T have questions." "Questions about?" Angel's eyes darted around. "You know about the papers, so you know what it's about." My eyes darted over her face. She was embarrassed to talk about it. Had she talked to him about it? Had he explained things to her? What he wanted her to do? What he wanted to do to her? "J just have questions about some of the stuff," Angel ---- said softly.

"They explained things to me." "and you agreed to it?" Her eyes locked with mine. "I can't go home," she said softly. "Being a slave...I hate cleaning even though it was something that I had to do on earth. But working in the sun...it made me feel like an elderly woman when I woke up in the morning. Humans aren't fit to be slaves in your castle." Isilently studied her. When I bought her, I only wanted to do it so nobody else could buy her. She belonged to me. To us... apparently .

My brother and I shared the same mate, and while I couldn't claim her, they could. They get to touch her. They get to teach her everything about pleasure. They get to mark her. Reaching out, I wrapped my fingers around her wrist and raised her arm so I could get another look at the brand on her skin. "Nate gave me some ointment," Angel said softly. "It was starting to get infected." Guilt flooded me. If he hadn't realized it was infected, I wouldn't have been swimming in the creek with her.

She would have been dead because we didn't know how to treat human illnesses. ---- I tugged her closer. Angel gasped, her eyes filling with fear. "Twon't hurt you," I told her. She shook her head. "I'm not a very good swimmer." "You don't have to be because I got you. I won't let you drown." When I tugged her closer again, she didn't protest. 1 guided her arms around my neck as I wrapped my arm around her waist. "T got you."