Piper woke slowly, her body stirring with a languid, relaxed feeling of bliss. She'd never known her body could be so limp. Heat radiated from behind her, and warm breath fanned against the back of her neck. A large masculine hand cupped her right breast, offering a slight squeeze as she stirred.

Mikhail.

She was in bed with a man who could shift into a dragon. And he'd made love to her. Her thighs quivered with the memory, as did the soreness deep inside her. ...