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Had I just found one of my true loves? This felt like true love, though I had no reference to that or any experience. Blaze could also be my true love—his kiss had scorched my soul.
Then the scales stopped peeling off me, leaving me feeling incomplete.
I still had more scales than I could count.
If all the scales dropped, the hex would leave me, and I would be free.
I needed to be patient for a little while longer. If I had kissed two true loves, I needed one more. If I could kiss the last masked prince, then probably the curse would be lifted.
A new worry rose in my mind. If the dragon brothers all proved to be my true loves, would they agree to share? They didn’t seem to get along. Would I have to choose only one of them? I didn’t know how I felt about that.
Iokul laced his fingers into my hair, the heel of his palm anchoring at the base of my skull and deepened his kiss. He was done playing the gentleman. But that suited me just fine. I didn’t need a gentleman at this moment.
The weight of his kiss carried such passion that I moaned against his lips, my hands clutching at his broad shoulders.
A rumble sounded in his chest—the sound of his dragon.
At his urging, I parted my lips.
Iokul’s tongue claimed my mouth with raw hunger, and I tasted the purest ice from the glacier of ages ago. His ice, rich and exotic, didn’t freeze me and never would. It only made the fire inside me burn brighter.
With the promise, his ice magic weaved the fire into my heated channel.
I wanted to have him completely.
I wanted him to fill me with his ice-kissed fire.
I rasped for breath, my hands fumbling on him, tugging at his clothing. I wanted his skin on my skin. Suddenly, I realized I didn’t have enough time. I didn’t have the luxury to enjoy him elegantly and sensually, as much as I wanted it. I needed a quickie to release the throbbing pressure between my thighs. The heat inside my sheath had become unbearable.
If I didn’t get his cock inside me within the next second, I would erupt.
Iokul sensed what I needed. His heavy-lidded eyes betrayed what he needed most. More than cooperative, he pressed a device on his left waist, and his armor released him, floating in the air and dropping on the bank, along with his longsword that was specially designed to slay beasts, which was his true purpose for being here—cutting my three heads.
At the sight of his sword, the concept of true lovers flew out of my mind into the ether. But my lust hadn’t quenched.
Right now, he didn’t know that the beasts and I were one, and I could still deceive him and get what I wanted.
Iokul stood in front of me with only his boxers on, his huge bulge distorting the fabric. I pulled his cock free, and he shoved his boxers down.
We faced each other, both gloriously naked.
I licked my lips, and my breath caught in my throat as my gaze dipped to his cock.
It was straight, proud, and beautiful; its crown plumy and heavy, its skin silky.
And it was so large. I had to use a hand and a half to fully wrap around it.
For a moment, I hesitated. Could my body even accommodate it?
The flames of lust licking my moist mound answered for me, and the fiery need in me expanded to my every fiber.
His aggressive cock jerked forward.
Iokul’s lust-filled eyes darted between my face and my pussy.
“I’ve never seen anything lovelier,” he said.
His fists clenched on his sides to control his harsh male need. I read it as if it were mine. He wanted more than anything to pin me down and thrust his dick into me wildly, yet he let me make the first move.
