Her Dragon To Slay(57)

“How do you feel, mo chroi? Is there anything I can get you?”

“I have a little headache. Where is my backpack? There are some herbs in there. I can make a cup of tea that will take care of it.” Kyndel’s eyes were suddenly as big as saucers, “Did you say I’ve been out four days?”

Rayne rubbed little circles on the back of her hand and tucked a little strand of hair that had fallen in her face behind her ear, “Yes, a chumann, you have been unconscious for four days.” He dropped the hand that had placed the hair behind her ears to her cheek.

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Held captive by his massive hands, she took a good look at his face. His beautiful violet eyes that usually sparkled and twinkled looked exhausted, he had big black circles under his eyes and his sexy stubble was long and scruffy, definitely needing some attention. She rubbed her fingers across his lips, let them explore over his jaw line and land in the little curls at the nape of his neck. “You look a little tired there, Commander,” she teased as her fingers drew little circles up and down his neck. “Did you sleep at all while I was out?”

Rayne leaned into her arm, closed his eyes and she felt him draw her scent into his body. He spoke without opening his eyes, “I’m fine now that you’re awake.” He turned and placed kisses along the inside of her wrist.

After a moment of just enjoying being together, his eyes rose and he speared her with the intensity she was used to from those violet eyes of his, “You scared the hell out of me, a thaisce. Even though Andrew is a crazy asshole, he was right. If anything had happened to you, if you were taken from me, I would cease to exist.’ He rubbed his stubble along her arm. “I’ll never let anything happen to you again. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

Kyndel pulled him to her. She tenderly kissed and nipped the corner of his luscious lips. She worked her way to the middle, letting the tip of her tongue sneak out to tempt and tease. She made sure she showed attention to every inch of those incredibly kissable lips. It wasn’t until she felt the tension she had seen in his mouth and jaw completely relax and felt him exhale that she deepened the kiss. She loved this man or dragon or whatever he was. She loved him with every fiber of her being. It only intensified those feelings to know that he had stayed with her while she was hurt and unconscious. He had watched over her, made sure she was ok. He said he could not live without her and she believed him. Hell, she knew she didn’t want to live without him. He was a good man and he was hers.

She moved her tongue along his, teasing and tasting everything that was purely Rayne, her mate. This wasn’t a frantic kiss of possession, this was a kiss of promises and assurance of the very long and happy life they would have together. They were both ok, they were together and life would only get better from here.

The kiss grew in intensity, her hands wrapped in his hair, his hands massaging her ribs and his fingers rubbing the underside of her breasts. She scooted down to get his fingers on her breasts where she wanted them when the clearing of a throat brought their kiss to an abrupt halt. A growl rumbled from deep in Rayne’s throat and she did not even attempt to stop the giggle that bubbled up.

“Do not growl at me, Commander,” Siobhan chuckled from the doorway. “I have to examine your mate now that she is awake. You do want to take her home, right?” She leveled her gaze at him, her grin apparent as she waited for his answer. Kyndel felt the power and respect this woman commanded by just her presence.

“Yes, but you could’ve waited a few more minutes,” he pouted and she could have kissed him all over again no matter who was there, Unfortunately that would have to wait.

“Oh, Rayne let her do what she has to.” Kyndel smacked his arm and winked at Siobhan, “So I can get out of this bed.”

Rayne moved to the opposite side of her bed. She saw his determination to stay by her side. “Commander, a few of your men are waiting for word of your mate in the outer room. Maybe you could go fill them in while I examine her.” Siobhan peered over the half glasses perched on the end of her nose. Just that look made her wonder how old this woman actually was.

Rayne looked down at her for approval. She sighed, “Rayne, I’m a big girl. Go see to those men out there and tell Lance he’s sorely mistaken if he thinks I didn’t catch that “Spitfire” comment when he left the room earlier.”

Rayne threw his head back and laughed. She saw the man she had come to know as the love of her life return to himself bit by bit. His shoulders relaxed and he stood taller than he had a few minutes before. He planted a kiss on her lips and she watched as he strutted out of the room. He was such a mess, her mess. Life was good.