Free Island of Dragons by Lindsey Owens

had pressed his arms against the wall beside Miley’s head pinning her in place. His eyes were roaming her, he slowly lifted one hand and began to meander it beneath the blanket when Cain saw him. “Max!” he screamed snapping Max out of his mood.
    Max’s eyes snapped shut and he slowly opened them. Looking down slightly at Miley, he muttered his apologies. He had been in the right mind only moments before and was intent on being the guard, which he was but when he got her alone and something snapped inside him.
    “Ge t out of here and go get Diesel,” Cain snarled.
    “What about you?” Max questioned.
    “I’m a mated male. She’s fine with me,” Cain sighed. He turned his gaze to Miley and frowned. “I’m sorry. It’s been a while since we had such a beautiful woman who is ah…” he paused, could he say mated and have her not question him… “Available,” he decided.
    “How do you know I’m available…?” She questioned with a pointed glare.
    “Well…”
    Cain did not know what else to say so he just wandered around the room for a moment, waiting for Diesel to show. Not long after Max had left he returned with Diesel at his side fuming angrily.
    “What is going on out here?” He huffed as he stepped into the cabin. Miley’s nakedness beneath the blanket took him off guard and he stiffed, purring in satisfaction before Cain cleared his throat disapprovingly.
    “We have a problem.”

Chapter 23
    The problem was not the easiest to solve. Diesel quickly became protectively involved, in the situation and was acting strangely. “Miley let’s go get you some clothes,” Diesel said through grit teeth with flared nostrils.
    He did not want her to get dressed, but he was having a hard time thinking clearly watching her fidget beneath that dang blanket.
    Miley eyed the man for a moment then nodded. She turned to walk back into the bedroom , but stopped when she heard someone protesting behind her. “Diesel…” Cain complained.
    Miley gazed between the two men and watched their interactions as Diesel just raised an eyebrow and snorted. He took a step around Cain and c ontinued up to Miley, “Let’s go,” he said softly pressing a hand to her backside.
    “I can change on my own…” Miley said quietly.
    “And I have no guards on the deck…” Diesel replied.
    “I really don’t…” Miley began , but Diesel smirked quickly pushing her sideways into the wall and hovering above her.
    “Right now… every one of the males on this island are going crazy and are tempted by you being here. Unless you want an incident where one of them loses control and ravishes that sexy little body of yours… including me… I would suggest you gather your clothing and change.” Miley moaned slightly.
    The man was so close he invoked tingles along her body. It was the kind of tingles that flowed through her until they knotted up in her stomach and urged her to reach out and touch him. However, Miley knew that would be a bad idea.
    Growling at the sweet scent that was flowing from her, Diesel used all his might to push off from the wall. “Bathroom’s over there.”
    Miley was frozen in place. She wanted for some reason, to touch this man, and it did not help that he hadn’t worn a shirt and was hovering above her only moments ago.
    “Go, ” he urged causing Miley to yelp and scurry to her luggage.
    Miley slid into the bathroom quickly and dropped herself to the floor breathing hard. “What am I th inking? I am a prisoner here…” she whimpered. For some reason, that thought did not settle quite right and she desperately wanted to do something but what was that something… touch the man? No that would not be good enough, maybe … “Nope, bad thoughts!” Miley groaned.
    After she had made it from changing in the bathroom, Diesel had told Max and Cain to guard from the porch.
    “I’ll deal with you in the morning,” he grunted to Max. “I’m going to stay in here.”
    Miley quickly snapped her head