My Dragon Masters
by Krystal Shannan
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His brown eyes widened, surprise flooding his face like a man who’d been caught spying on a naked woman bathing.
I felt the corners of my lips turn up into a smile. Heat flowed rapidly through my body and I clenched my hands into fists to keep from reaching forward to touch him. He smelled like heaven.
The damned dragon inside me was not helping either. A light sweat coated my body in seconds. I knew what was coming next—ice.
Every time this blasted fever rose, my powers overwhelmed me and ice covered the room, froze the bed, the sheets, and the walls. I ruined everything around me.
But nothing happened.
We just continued to stare at each other—silence filling the space between us like fog on the hillside. It just became thicker and thicker, neither of us willing to be the first to break through the barrier.
A click from the doorway across the room drew our attention and I marveled as another man, identical to the one already standing at my bedside, entered the room.
He took one glance our way and something akin to a whoop came from his lips. “When did she wake up?” he asked, rushing to the other side of the bed.