Dragon Fated: Prince of the Other Worlds Book 3 (Ebook)

Andi Ngo tried to walk away but destiny kept calling. Time will tell if fate made the right choice.

Although she tried to make the right decision to protect herself and her heart, Andi couldn’t resist the pull of Damian Blackwood, billionaire, dragon shifter, and secret assassin. Now both she and Damian (and his dragon) couldn’t be happier. She’s certainly not complaining about dating a gorgeous, intense, and savage man who fulfills her every fantasy. For the first time in her life Andi feels treasured. Despite their many differences, like her Chinese-American upbringing and his life in another realm, one with magic and dragons, she and Damian fit together like two pieces of a puzzle.

But the edges of a harsh reality are creeping in fast. Dark secrets from her family’s past, truths they never told her, are threatening to destroy their newfound love. Danger lurks around every corner in Damian’s complicated world. And the weight of their collective pasts might drag them down before they have the chance to soar.

“Wake up and say yes,” a rough voice advised Andi as she felt strong arms encircle her, pulling her back against someone’s chest. 

Her eyelids fluttered, blurrily revealing her own room, and all the events of the prior night came rushing back—her uncle, her brother, and him.

Damian. The man holding her now and murmuring in her ear, nuzzling his face into her hair. She stretched against him, waking up. She felt so well rested—likely because he’d exhausted her last night—but also because she hadn’t dreamed. The entire time she’d been asleep by Damian’s side, she hadn’t had a single nightmare. It felt like it’d been weeks since she’d last slept well. 

Damian used the opportunity of her stretching to tighten his arms around her, one underneath her and up across her chest, beneath her breasts, the other possessively around her waist. He was deliciously warm against all the places that his arms touched, and where his chest pressed against her back too, his neck against her shoulder, his chin against her neck—but no place more so than the stiff cock he had nestled between the clefts of her ass.  

“Wake up and say yes,” he suggested again, his voice thick with desire as he smoothed her hair away to begin kissing her neck now that he knew she was rousing. 

“Hmm, yes to what?” she asked, reaching up to run her fingers through his straight black hair. 

He didn’t answer her; he just rocked her with his hips, and she laughed. “Damian, I can’t,” she said, as his kisses started to run higher up her neck and along her jaw. 

He paused to mutter, “Why not?” sounding absolutely petulant—like a boy whose favorite toy had just asked to be put away.

Andi laughed. “Because…I’m gross…I have dragon breath.”

He chuckled melodiously near her ear and said, “Like I care,” before resuming course. 

Andi grinned in the half-light of her room. Of course, he didn’t. Because he was a dragon. And, right now, he was her dragon. 

“Yes,” she said definitively. “Yes and yes and yes,” she went on.

Damian practically purred; she felt the rumble inside of his chest. “Save some yeses for later,” he said and reached for her thigh.