Kiss of a Dragon(18)

“You have a brother?”

“Two, actually. We’re triplets.”

“Triplets? Wow.” She didn’t know why that blew her mind. Yes, she did… three men on this planet as hot as the one sitting next to her? That should break some rule of equality in the universe. Too much hotness in one family. She shook her head to clear it and glanced down at the tablet. Holy Christ. “You’ve already got matches.” She lifted the tablet for him to see. “Well, damn. That didn’t take any time at all. You’ve got twenty women hot for you already.” She swiped up the first one and showed it to him—she was a very curvy blonde posing to show off her assets to maximum benefit.

“Right to accept. Left to reject. Correct?” he asked.

“You got it.” She watched as he made quick work of swiping through the women who had already tagged him. He hardly seemed to glance at them. By the time he had worked through the twenty, there were five more. He dispatched those as well… only he hadn’t accepted any of them. “Did you even read their profiles?” Maybe this was going to be harder than she thought. These women were cute. Did he want a supermodel or something? Did he need someone to make super-cute baby dragons with?

“I read quickly,” he said. “Is there a way for me to search?”

“Um… not really.” She frowned at him. What was he searching for? She tapped through the menus and brought up the options. “I’ve already entered your gender, human or shifter, and what you’re looking for, male or female. That’s pretty much it.”

“Okay.” But he took the tablet and started swiping again. It didn’t take long—he was swiping through at a furious rate. After a minute of watching him, she considered just leaving him alone with his tablet and his future-mate-picking, but then he looked up and handed the tablet back to her. “Three matches. What’s next?”

She frowned, but sure enough, he’d swiped right for three women, and all three had already messaged him, saying they were ready to hook up anytime, anywhere. Well, yeah, with that smokin’ hot face… then she noticed, as their profiles popped up, that they each had something in common. Green eyes.

“What do you think?” he asked.

She was thinking that maybe he had a green eye fetish. And that it had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that her eyes were green. Nothing. But she was kind of stalled out, and her mouth had been temporarily short-circuited from her brain.

She cleared her throat. “I’m thinking…” She looked up, and that intense look was back on his face. “I’m thinking that you should reply. Nothing too creepy. Don’t mention the mating. They obviously want to…” Her gaze drifted down to the tablet again. These women were gorgeous. And looking to get laid by a hot shifter. This was seriously their lucky day.

“They want to have sex,” he said. “Do you think I shouldn’t?”

She looked up. His earnestness was endearing. “Well, no. I mean, yes. You should absolutely have sex. And, you know, rock her world.” She bit her lip. This couldn’t possibly be more uncomfortable. “Just don’t show her your dragon, okay? Not right away.”

He frowned a little. “Is my dragon so awful to look upon?”

“No, it’s beautiful. It’s just… frightening as fuck.”

That gorgeous grin sprang back to his face. “Well, then. I’ll keep that part tucked away.”

She handed the tablet back to him, really hating on the part of her heart that was crumbling a little at the idea of him in bed with any one of the three women whose pictures she had just checked out. That was just Stupid with a capital S. “You should probably pick just one to start with.”

He nodded and tapped out a message to the woman. As he was still typing, the massive TV screen on the wall lit up and pinged a sound. Then it showed a video feed of some kind—a man standing before a door. He tipped his head up to look straight into the camera. “Come on, Lucian, get out of bed and let me in.”

Arabella flushed—they were in bed—but could this guy see them?

Lucian scowled at the TV and stood up, dropping the tablet on the bed cover behind him. “I’m otherwise engaged at the moment. And when I said knock, I didn’t mean hacking my security system feed.”

“Well, then don’t leave loopholes in your system, bro.” The man smirked up at the camera, and Arabella could see the family resemblance immediately—same chiseled cheeks and crazy-sexy smile, although his was more sly and less intense than Lucian’s. His eyes were blue instead of amber, but they were definitely related. “We can discuss your completely inadequate security measures another time. Zephan is here. And he wants to see you.”