Pleasing Platinum – The Draak Legacy Read Online Xavier Neal

Categories Genre: Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 89222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
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Mate.

“Master Draak,” Gene offers me the freshly made cold beverage seconds prior to my temperatures spiking again, “your cold brew with four pumps of hazelnut, two pumps of vanilla, splashed with coconut milk and topped with fluffed, sweet foam.”

All attention shifts my direction forcing me to endure a round of amused, judgmental looks.

“What?” The loosening of my tie knot further begins. “I’m not allowed to occasionally indulge in flavorful coffee?”

“No,” my brothers retort in mirth-filled unison.

“Would we call that flavorful coffee or the sorority girl house special?” Ana giggles at my expense while sliding onto the nearby island stool.

“What’s wrong with you?” Her other half investigates as he stations himself in the seat beside her. “You’ve been drinking the same cycle of boring shit every morning since the day after our parents died.”

Mate.

Ana delivers a dramatic gasp. “Ohmygreatones, is Cami making you…fun?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Tiny Toes,” A.D. theatrically waves a hand in front of her. “Let’s not play it so fast and loose with a word like fun.”

They snicker yet again in regards to me, and Z swiftly jumps in, “I don’t know, A.D. He went drinking this weekend. Took his convertible to the office on Tuesday. Fuck, I even caught him working out to Draggle Stones just yesterday.”

“Fucking Draggle Stones?!” A.D. squawks, merriment growing deeper by the passing second. “Mother of Dragons, I didn’t even know he was allowed to acknowledge their existence anymore.” A bowl of halved kiwano is presented in front of my loudest brother. “Does this mean you’ll go to their concert with us? Like actually go? Not that pretend you’re gonna go bullshit, get us the tickets, then cancel at the last second for work or reorganizing your pen collection?”

“You have any idea how annoying it is to go to concerts with A.D. and whatever is into touching his dick that day?” Z instantly winces at his callousness and leans around to apologize. “No offense, Ana.”

“None taken.” Ana asks after thanking Gene for placing her mug of hot chocolate with M&M sprinkles on top. “Although, if you’d seen his dick in the same capacity I have you’d know why they wanted to touch it.”

“Can we stop talking about A.D.’s dick?” I complain, putting my mug down to fix my shirt sleeves that feel as though they’re starting to stick to me. “Why is that not already a breakfast policy? How is that not already a breakfast policy?”

Mate.

“Why are you rolling up your sleeves?” A.D. inquires on a chomp of the melon.

Need.

The urgency in Platinum’s tone is easily ignored thanks to the second born juvenilely joking, “Why did you bother putting on so many clothes if you’re just gonna strip in the kitchen?”

“Are you really about to go Magic Mike for all of us right now?” Ana skeptically questions yet rather than waiting for an answer or us to ask what the hell that means, she explores another line of information. “Wait. This brings up a point I meant to ask the other day while eavesdropping on some Cancun drama between models. Can creatures be destined to be Fate Mated to more than one creature? Like can there be three beings in a bonding? Or four? Or five? Or-”

“Please stop adding numbers, Lady Draak,” Gene politely requests as Dae plops down on the seat beside A.D. “The kitchen is smokey enough.”

The five of us take a brief moment to glance around the smoggy space we didn’t even realize we were clouding. Me along with my brothers inhale deeply to remove the accidental spilled gas; however, we don’t apologize for the natural reaction.

Why would we?

The idea of sharing a mate should make any creature murderous.

“Okay, so that’s a no then?” Ana proceeds her search for answers behind her mug.

“It’s unlikely,” I announce around the undoing of my top button, desperate for coolness to reach me. “I will not say impossible because The Goddess of Fate is a mysterious—and at times seemingly erratic—being; however, I can say, in my centuries of existences I have yet to come across such a mating.”

“I’ll ask around the hospital,” Dae volunteers to assist in the finding of answers. “They know all sort of fascinating things. For instance, did you know elephant shifters have two bladders?”

There’s no opportunity for a retort due to Z prodding from his seat, “You feeling okay, P?”

“Yeah, I’m just…so…fucking…hot.” Gently dabbing my forehead with the back of my hand is quickly done. “I’m sweating my balls off over here.” Reaching for my beverage to assist in cooling me is done next. “Is there an issue with the air conditioner? Is it being overworked? Do we need a larger unit? Do-” my spew of accusations unexpectedly results in a sea of girlish giggles that causes me to glare. “What?”

Ana shoots an impish glance to Dae. “You wanna tell him, doc, or should I?”


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