Book #1

When a tough, ice-cool cage fighter meets her match in two hot as sin dragon shifters, the sparks fly.

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Ice’s tinkling laugh drifted in from the hallway.

Intrigued, Nathan followed the sound, coffee forgotten. Upon rounding the corner to the bedroom, he stopped short.

Dom and Ice were chasing one another around the room, having a pillow fight.

Nathan smiled and watched them, keeping himself out of sight. Dom had obviously gotten sidetracked from his shower.

Ice got Dom in the face with a full-on smack of her pillow. She tried to run by him, but his arm snaked out and caught her, pulling her into him.

She went willingly, but once against his body, her laughter died. Their eyes locked, and she rose on her tippy-toes, so her lips touched his.

Like the stalker he was, Nathan took them in greedily. Dom groaned, and Ice squirmed, rubbing herself against Dom’s broad chest as Nathan’s breath stalled in his throat. She made the first move.

Nathan smiled, the cat that got the cream. She wanted them…badly.




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