Claimed by a Dragon (Fallen Immortals 9) by Woods Alisa

Author:Woods, Alisa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sworn Secrets Publishing
Published: 2017-08-12T04:00:00+00:00

“Just for a moment,” Erelah pleaded. “What harm can come of it?”

“No.” Leksander kissed her on the forehead then scooted down the couch to kiss her belly. She was two weeks into the pregnancy, and it had become very noticeable. “You can speak to him at the door.”

“It would only take a second to allow Tajael inside,” she reasoned. She knew Leksander could drop the wards any time he liked.

“And only a second for Elyon to find his way here.” Leksander scowled and rose up from the couch where they had been cuddled after their latest round of lovemaking. He was naked, per usual, but she couldn’t help admiring the way his muscular bottom flexed as he strode across the great room.

“There are three levels of wards,” she tried again. “Elyon would have to break through all three at once. And in that tiny stroke of time. It’s very improbable.”

He stopped at a small desk on the far side of the room. “I’m not dropping the wards,” he said without looking at her, digging for something in one of the drawers.

As he strode back to her, she ran a hand over her belly. The baby sang quietly in response, a tiny angelsong that spoke of his contentment. Leksander had kept her in a state of bliss all week, ever since she recovered from the self-performed surgery that was necessary to excise the shadow from her baby. She had to stop it before it could fuse with the child… or it would kill the baby in the trying.

She knew of the dangers of dropping the wards. She simply judged them to be low. Whereas Leksander was unwilling to take any risk, no matter how small.

He tossed her the phone he had apparently retrieved from the desk. He had called his brothers intermittently over the last week—even used the screen in his bedroom for live video conversations—all so they could keep him apprised of the developments in the keep, including that Markos had bunked a small legion of Guardian angels in amongst the dragons. Which was precisely what Erelah wanted to talk to Tajael about.

Leksander gestured to the phone. “You can call Leonidas. He’ll track down Tajael and get him over here. You can talk at the door for whatever you need.” Then he kneeled on the couch and kissed her toes, her ankles, her shins… “Or you could simply let me distract you until you forget all about the world outside my lair.”

She pulled up her legs, away from his tempting touch. “I know Tajael. He would keep any concerns from me that he judged I didn’t need to know… unless I press him.”

Leksander sat back, mild approval on his face. “Tajael is a wiser angeling than I knew.”

“He is stubborn and occasionally untruthful. Just like you,” she teased.

He gave a look of offense. “When have I been untruthful?”

She rose up from the couch, phone clutched in her hand, then bent to kiss him briefly on the nose. “Only the decades-long silence in which you did not profess your love for me.

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