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  Gasping, somehow he stood, the slick feel of his own fluids under his feet.

  Never had he seen a sight more breathtaking than his beautiful Lydia, sprawled naked on the floor of the Cave of Remembering and glistening with the life fluids of his race.

  He reached down and gently pulled her to her feet, swinging her unresisting body into his arms. He clutched her close and strode past his elated Draca kin, and knew without a shadow of a doubt what would happen next for everyone.

  Chapter Thirteen

  As Eremon predicted, the next few days were spent doing nothing but having sex. The entire Draca world, it seemed, engaged in lovemaking in every available space, private or not, in bedrooms, under bushes, in caves, and in the air. They mated in human form, and they mated while suspended in the sky, dive-bombing the ground in flying, ecstatic release. Hope for the future had come from the most unlikely of places. The future and all its unknowns waited, but for this one glorious time, no one worried about anything, and everyone, without exception, had hope.

  Love sizzled everywhere like a remembered dance, affecting all it touched. No matter where Lydia was, she was surrounded and embraced by it, a continuous outpouring of warmth until she thought that surely she must have gone to heaven.

  On the fifth day, she stood in front of the Wall, tracing her fingers over the new lines of carving. As they had explained, a new story was appearing. Her story. And Eremon’s. How much of their lives would be here and how much in Lydia’s Earth world, she still had no idea. She didn’t even know if enough magic remained from Nareen’s spells, or if more could be made. She only knew she belonged with Eremon. And her newfound relations, along with the emergence of her other nature, excited and delighted her beyond her wildest dreams.

  Hands slipped from behind and cupped her breasts. She sighed and leaned back.

  “Greetings, my love. I awoke and you were not in my bed.”

  “I didn’t want to wake you. After all, who even remembers the last time we slept?” Lydia settled her back more firmly against him, wiggling her bottom against the erection that seemed to be nonstop. Eremon made a noise and licked her neck, thrusting against her.

  “Are you two still at it?” Jennie sauntered up, grinning.

  Lydia reached her arm out and pulled Jennie close, embracing both her Draca man and her best friend. Jennie had been keeping quite busy. Aedhan had commandeered a very willing Jennie to his bed, and they seemed to be having quite a lustful time of it.

  According to Nareen, sex with other humans would not harm or influence the Draca bloodline, as long as they didn’t have children. What that meant exactly for her and Eremon, Lydia wasn’t sure. Nareen had said something about Lydia being the “great exception.” Eremon dismissed the remark as nothing more than Nareen’s continued scheming. Even so, Lydia wondered if it meant she and Eremon could actually have a baby. She thrilled at the thought, even knowing about the tragic past.

  Bathed in the quiet glow of the cave walls, Lydia felt full to bursting with joy. She smiled happily at Jennie, who leaned over and gave her an affectionate kiss. Then Jennie stood on her toes and kissed Eremon too.

  Lydia craned her neck to see his face and laughed at his surprise. “I have a feeling, my handsome, flying Draca, that life is going to get very exciting for all of us.”

  Louisa Kelley

  Romance and science fiction took hold of Louisa Kelley at age nine, when she read Little Women and the Narnia series. She is convinced that the genre paranormal romance, which developed years later, was purely for her benefit. After all, it’s what’s been in her heart all these years. She resides in Portland, Oregon, where, in a strangely perfect combination of rainy winters and urban skyline, her writing inspiration abounds.

  Meet the sexy world that’s been evolving in her fevered brain… She’d love you to join her in some over-the-top erotic adventures with the Draca: dragon shape-shifters of a very different kind.

  Louisa is a member of Romance Writers of America. Find out more about Louisa by visiting her Web site at http://www.louisakelley.com.