Dragon's Complete Desire: The Killington Dragons (Paranormal Romance) Read Free Page B

the stars. Just like everything in the dreams she shared with him, the stars glittered back at her with breathtaking clarity against a sky so lush they looked like shards of ice scattered across velvet. His deep, even breath lulled her to sleep on his back and she rose out of her dream into reality.
    It was another four days before she was able to find time alone in her father's office again. Sara was meeting Greyson's mother for lunch, which meant that the women would be engrossed in last-minute plans and preparations that would likely carry them well into the afternoon. There were only three days left until the wedding, and the thought of the minutes slipping away made Aurora even more desperate to find out what was in that folder.
    Locking the door behind her, Aurora pulled the folder from the drawer, settled into her father's chair, and opened the grey cover against the desk. The first several pages featured drawings of various dragons. Some were massive like her dragon, others smaller and more delicate looking. Many were shades of orange, red, and blue. Only one was the slick, gleaming black of her beautiful creature.
    Finally she came to a page with words and began to read. Her heart started to shake in her chest as she tried to take in what the words said. They were written in brief, stark sentences that sounded like the code she sometimes overheard her father muttering into his phone in the few seconds she would wait before knocking on his office door when her mother sent her to get him for dinner. The strange wording, abbreviations, and occasional symbols made it so that Aurora didn't understand most of what she read. By the time she got through a few pages of text, however, she was fully aware that her father was not who she thought he was, and that his career was far more complex than he ever let on.
    Aurora turned another page and found another drawing. This one, however, was not of a dragon. She was looking at the naked back of a man and a large, intricate tattoo that stretched across his shoulder blades and down to his hips. Many people may have just seen an abstract pattern or only a vague impression of a design. She, however, knew those lines, the curve at the top and the tips at the bottom. She had run her hands along them and lain between them. That tattoo was of folded wings.
    That night Aurora gave herself into her dream and in what seemed like a blink she left her bed and was back on the moss-covered boulder at the edge of the lake. Her feet swirled through the water like they had in her first dream and within moments she felt it growing warmer. The roughness of the water told her the dragon was coming and she swept her eyes across the lake to see the first glimpses of him swimming toward her.
    He drew closer until he was directly beneath her, running his back against her feet. She giggled and pulled her feet up out of the water, hoping it would tempt him back. He took the lure and swam back. The water stilled and his head came up out of it to rest in her lap. Aurora stroked it tenderly, watching his eyes close in response to her touch. Nervousness swept through her as she prepared to speak to him for the first time.
    "I know what you are," she said, not raising her voice above a whisper for fear of breaking the peaceful, comfortable calm between them.
    His eyes opened and stared at her for a moment before he lifted his head from her lap and sank beneath the surface of the water. Her heart clenched painfully as she watched his dark form seem to sink further and further away from her until she could no longer see it in the moonlight. She was beginning to stand, ready to walk back down the path toward wherever it would lead her, when she felt something against her ankle.
    The touch was not like the dragon's back against her and the difference in sensation stilled her. Aurora felt the same touch on her other ankle and watched as hands came out of the water, sliding up her legs. Following the hands were