Dragon Unbound by Katie MacAlister

Author:Katie MacAlister
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Keeper Shelf Books
Published: 2016-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

A horrible rumbling sound pulled the First Dragon from the edge of sleep. He lifted his head and looked down at his belly, unhappy with both the noise it was making and the hollow, needy sensation that accompanied it.

He was hungry. He disliked feeling hungry, and, in fact, felt somewhat helpless by it. In the days before when he had lived amongst the dragonkin, his mate fed him regularly. Maerwyn always saw to it that meals appeared just as his body was demanding sustenance, but now here he was, hungry.

He looked over at Charity. She slumbered beside him, her back to him, but her flesh pressed against his in a way that both comforted and aroused. How long had it been since he had taken a female? He thought, counting the centuries. Had it been so long since Maerwyn died? That sorrow seemed so ingrained in him that he had lost track of time.

He looked back at Charity, wondering what she would say if he asked her for food, but at that moment, he remembered the food that Aisling had promised to deliver. It was probably downstairs right at that moment, sitting there waiting to be eaten.

His stomach made the noise again. He grimaced and, propping himself up, leaned over Charity to murmur, “Food has been provided for us. Would you like to dine?”

“Mmm,” she said, sleep heavy in her voice. She burrowed deeper into the pillow. “Had some chocolate already.”

“I will eat,” he said, and stroked a hand down her naked back, wondering again at the silken feeling of her flesh. He’d forgotten just how delightfully different females’ bodies were from his, and he relished the sensation of reacquainting himself with all the intriguing nooks and crannies.

Charity made a purring noise, and wiggled into the blankets. He rose and tucked them carefully around her, pulling on his pants and shoes before making his way downstairs. The gatehouse had a small dining hall, a buttery, a solar, and two indoor privies. He made a quick visit to the last (reminding himself that dragons in the mortal plane had a lot to put up with), before going to find the food. He checked first the solar, but it was empty of food, as was the tiny dining hall. Finally, he entered the buttery—he checked himself even as he thought the word, and corrected it to the more modern word “kitchen”—where he found several packages of food that had been left.

This is a killer lasagna made with beef and lamb. Drake would eat a whole pan of it in one sitting if I’d let him, so I’m sure you and Not-Vicky will love it. Just peel off the plastic wrap and pop this in the microwave for ninety seconds to warm it up, read a note attached to one package. He pursed his lips, then said slowly, “Microwave.” He wondered if Charity would mind if he woke her up and asked her to ready his food, but decided that if Maerwyn’s reactions to such requests were anything to go by, Charity would likely mind it.

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