Chapter Fifty-Two
“It’s okay.” Kane said, kissing the top of my head. His arms tightened around me, and I knew that he understood. “Sarah, what you’re feeling. It’s okay.”
Looking up at him, I rested my chin on his chest. “What do you mean?”
“Dom, he. We-“
“We’re mates.” Dom said, finishing what Kane was struggling to tell me.
Closing my eyes, I crawled off of Kane. Adjusting my shirt as I sat up, I opened my eyes and looked at the two of them. Their beauty was almost painful. Kane with his lithe body, dark hair falling messily against the pillow.
Dom with his pale tattooed skin, his red hair tousled about his shoulders as he propped himself up onto his elbows. “We’re all mates.”
“So you’re a dragon?” I asked, picking at the hem of my shirt.
“He wishes.” Kane said and I could he
