Breath of Fate (Dragon Erotica): Rising Dragons #7 Read Online Free

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    “Sex,” several of the others replied. There were sixteen, altogether, filling up the cabin.
    “We shouldn’t,” Kol said. His fingertips had turned into sharp talons that pierced the leather armrests. The others were in similar states of tense restraint.
    “We don’t need to,” Roka said. “My Queen, will you join me?”
    The large, white-haired dragon took a deep breath and expelled it in a shimmering cloud of white. Racha did the same, their breath mingling and dispersing throughout the cabin. Rowan let herself inhale the pleasant-smelling smoke. A sense of relaxed euphoria came over her within moments and the overwhelming urge to shift and catch the air currents with her wings disappeared. They spent the next several hours in subdued, but happy conversation. She got the sense this meeting was a long needed reunion for many of them. Even more so for herself and the brother she’d never known she had.
    Geva had been solicitous of her from the very first moment, anxious to confirm that she was well and that Rafe hadn’t harmed her. When Rafe turned to the group to display the mark she’d given him, the subject of his loyalty was dropped. The others treated Trevor with warm interest, but he had refused to leave her side for a single moment.
    Even now he walked at her side as they trailed up the mountain. “What exactly are we headed toward?” Trevor asked.
    “The confrontation of our lives,” she replied. “So cross your fingers.”
    “We’re meeting with the Dragon Council,” Rafe clarified. His voice caught and he cleared his throat with a nervous cough. Rowan darted a concerned look at him.
    “Are you scared of them?”
    Rafe gave her a sheepish smile. “I’ve never met them before. Only the Court and the loyal slaves that serve them have ever been in their presence until now. But Kris insisted we all go, even the humans.”
    Their destination came into view far above, a huge pavilion that sparkled in the sunset at the peak of the mountain. There was a collective murmur of awe from those around her and they increased their pace up the winding, cobbled path.
    The structure was the size of the Acropolis, only built in a hexagonal shape. Jade columns as thick as redwoods held up a roof that she could barely make out as obscured in the clouds as it was.
    Shimmering curtains of multicolored light filled each space between the columns, beyond which Rowan could make out three figures standing in the center looking out at them. The Queen, Racha, stood in between two large men, one bare-chested with shoulder-length black hair and a violet sarong, the other in a robe and sporting a shaved head and familiar eyes that flashed red when they settled on her.
    She restrained herself from surging forward, though her heart swelled to see the large Unbound who had helped her when she’d visited last.
    “Darius,” she whispered.
    “Yeah, Darius.” Rafe said the name with a distinct lack of hospitality. He snorted and bent to kiss her on the cheek. “Sorry, love. I know he helped you, but…” He trailed off with a shrug.
    “Trevor helped me, too, but you don’t seem to hold it against him.”
    “Trevor isn’t a dragon.”
    His jealousy toward Darius perplexed her at first, but since the entire Court had come charging into her chamber, she’d learned they all had peculiar quirks that made no real sense. At least not until she remembered they’d only lived in the modern world for less than a year. Though, one detail that became clear in watching the others was Rafe’s resistance to confessing his love to her to begin with. Their race had been forbidden from mating and breeding among themselves for as long as they could remember. Aside from a few extraordinary exceptions, any dragons who mated with one of their own went to great lengths to hide such a union. Her existence was evidence of that. And Darius, Zak and the other Unbound, as offspring of other matings between two dragons, were evidence of the