by Ophelia Bell
But just as he reached for Aurin and had his hand about her thigh everything went utterly dark.
Nothing moved, not even the three of them. All Dimitri heard was a whisper of movement. Aurin and Aurik moved away from him leaving him cold and alone.
He heard soft words nearby. “The Shadow’s door is open.”
“Aurin, is that you?”
The girl’s warm flesh slipped into his arms in the dark.
“I’m here,” she said, caressing his cheek to comfort him.
“Who’s the Shadow?” he asked.
“He’s our brother,” they said in unison.
“You don’t sound excited about that. I’m guessing this means someone…” he paused, remembering what Kris had said to Corey before he’d opened the door. If Corey was meant for the Queen that left one member of their party unaccounted for. “This means Hallie just opened the door. Is she safe with this… Shadow person?”
“Oh, he won’t hurt her,” Aurin said.
“No,” Aurik said. “But I hope she likes dragons with dark moods.”
“I take it he’s not a glowing, golden beauty like you two?”
Aurin shuddered. “Kol is the exact opposite of us. The only dragon who rebelled against the slumber, so the council made him our keeper.”
“And that means what?”
Aurik answered. “It means he’s been awake the entire time, his Shadow patrolling the temple for five centuries keeping watch over us. He’s probably gone crazy by now.”
“It would drive me crazy,” Aurin said.
“Do we need to go?” Dimitri asked. Aurin’s soft cheek rubbed against his chest when she shook her head. Glowing golden breath erupted from Aurik to the other side of him, casting the three of them in a warm glow for a moment until it dissipated.
“It’ll be dark until your friend has completed that phase,” Aurik said. “We just need to wait it out, then we go join the others for the next phase.”
“Hmm,” Dimitri hummed and pulled Aurin tighter. “I heard something about a well that needs filling. How can I help?”
Aurin’s lips pressed against his in the dark. Limbs moved around him but he couldn’t be sure who was where at first. He felt weightless in the pitch black of the room, drifting off like a lost mote on the breeze. Then her hot wetness sank down onto his hard cock and the muscled length of another hard body slid down beside him. His hand reached out, aimlessly searching until Aurik’s hips shifted and his cock pressed up against Dimitri’s fingers.
“Thank you,” he said softly, unable to find other words to express his gratitude more fully than that, but resolving to return the favor in any way he could until their shared darkness dissipated.
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Sleeping Dragons Book 4
Shadows
Everyone has a little bit of darkness in them. Hallie’s denied her own inner demons for months, running whenever someone gets too close to illuminating things she’d rather keep hidden. On the run from her past yet again, she fakes some credentials to join an archaeology expedition to the Sumatran jungle that sounds like the perfect way to escape. Out of her depth, she struggles not to let her teammates know she’s not really one of them, but she learns the dragon temple they discover might provide answers to questions she’d been afraid to ask.
The first night inside the temple she awakens to an invisible presence bringing her to heights of pleasure she’s never known before. He then disappears into the darkness without a word. She chases a shadow that might just be a hallucination, but pleasure like that can’t be all in her head.
When she finds her shadow man, she also comes face to face with her own darkness. She is forced to reconcile her past in order to embrace person who will finally give her a reason to stop running.
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About Ophelia Bell
From fantasy erotica to sci-fi and contemporary, exploring the baser urges of the human psyche is what gets Ophelia Bell going. There’s nothing more beautiful than two people (or three, or four... or more!) lost in the throes of ecstasy. Skin on skin, urgent whispered pleas, the scent of sex and the salty taste of sweat. Nothing is more yummy than a good, juicy erotic story. If you have the same cravings you’ll love reading her books as much as she loves writing them.
Ophelia Bell spends her time in sunny Southern California with her very supportive husband and four attention-whoring cats.
Table of Contents
Books by Ophelia Bell
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
About Ophelia Bell
