Believing Binda Read Free

at the bright flash of light before blinking them clear. The family
room had looked huge before. It now felt like a tiny box. Of course, the two
massive ten foot tall dragons standing in front of her, would crowd any space.
She swallowed past a lump in her throat as she gripped her legs tighter to her
chest. Part of her wanted to run, and another part wanted to go cuddle them. It
was a bizarre mix of feelings.
    They both
gracefully lowered to lie on the floor, then looked up
at her with big round frosty blue eyes. The same color irises
that she had gazed into earlier when they’d been men. Their fronts and
the webbing of their wings were the same blue. The rest was a deep green, the
same as their hair had been as men. Neither dragon moved as she allowed her
gaze to roam over each one head to tail. The longer they stayed still, the more
she relaxed.
    Curious as to
the texture of their skin and following some internal instinct she couldn't
pinpoint, she rose to her feet and moved to stand between the animals. She
kneeled down and reached out to stroke the snout of each one. She gasped as
sparks of awareness spread up her arms and through her body. She shuddered on a
moan as the sensation settled low in her belly. Loud purring had her lifting
her head. Since when did dragons purr? She'd never read that one in any of her
shifter books.
    Assuming when
they changed to dragon they didn't switch places, it was Zane lifting his head
slowly. She trailed her fingers down his snout. When her hand got to his lips
they parted and a soft wet tongue pressed into her palm. Vibrations trailed up
her arm, and she gasped as realization hit.
    "Your
tongues vibrate? Seriously?"
    A bright flash
had her pulling back from Zane moments before Baxter knelt behind her. With a
knee beside each of her hips his body caged hers. There was no way to miss the
thick leather encased erection resting against her lower back. He trailed his
strong fingers down her arms until he had each of her hands in his. With her
palms facing out, he brought her hands up to stroke Zane.
    "You can
feel the connection, can't you, precious one?"
    She opened her
mouth to respond, but her dry throat wouldn't allow words to pass. She nodded
as her eyes slid closed. Baxter nuzzled into her neck with a moan. She tilted
to give him more space, and he began kissing his way up to her jaw.
    "Keep your
hands on Zane, Binda."
    No problem
there. She loved how his smooth scales and leathery skin felt. Baxter's touch
disappeared from her hands and returned on her sides. He gripped the bottom of
her shirt and began raising it up. She briefly lifted her hands from Zane as
Baxter stripped the shirt from her completely. She returned her palms to Zane’s
scales as Baxter growled and struggled to unclip her bra. After a minute or so
he managed to work it out. She gasped as her breasts sprang free. At a double-D
her girls appreciated the freedom. She quickly pulled each arm free from the
straps, not wanting to be parted from Zane, and let the material fall wherever.
Warm lips gliding down her spine had her arching forward in pleasure. The movement
pressed her against Zane's snout. His smooth warm scales against her sensitive
nipples had her shuddering.
    A tug at her
side had her glancing down to see Baxter holding the waist of her shorts away
from her skin as Zane provided a claw to slice down the side seam. In shocked
silence she watched them repeat the process with her knickers then again on the
other side until she was naked.
    Anger coursed
through her, and she instinctively pulled away from leaning on Zane so she
could cover herself, one arm across her breasts and the other hand covered her
mound.
    "What the
hell do you two think you're doing?"
    "Loving you."
    "You—"
    Her harsh words
were cut short when Baxter took her mouth in a scorchingly hot kiss. Her mind melted in an overload of lust. She was barely aware of him
moving her hands away from her body until she felt heat near her mound.