Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Chapter 20

I have this strange sensation rush over me, blistering heat consumes every piece of skin. I feel like I

am boiling from the inside out. Sweat coats my skin and my hair is saturated and stuck to my face. I am

so hot I find it difficult to breathe, having to really focus on each breath I took forcing myself to breathe.

Rolling over, I feel delirious, like I have been drugged as the entire room shakes violently around me.

I look toward the bed, but all three are still sound asleep. My mouth is so dry my tongue is sticking to

the roof of my mouth. Getting on my hands and knees, I try to crawl to the bathroom. My knees getting

stuck inside the oversized shirt making me fall forward with a thump.

My hands are glowing red, so hot I think my skin would melt off at any moment. I grit my teeth through

the pain that is searing throughout my body from my head to my toes. My entire body becomes

consumed with fiery heat. Using the end of the bed, I pull myself to my feet hanging on to the bedpost.

Waiting for the room to settle as I am hit with the most severe vertigo. The room is slanting and I feel

like gravity was against me.

Looking at the bathroom door, I stagger toward it, hitting the door frame as I try to grip onto it. My legs

feel heavy, forcing myself to remain upright. Suddenly, my feet go out from underneath me and I feel

like I am falling backwards. Only to find Matitus had grabbed me, cradling me against his chest.

“What’s happening?” I try to ask, but my words don’t sound like my own. Blinding light makes me

squeeze my eyes shut tight as they flick the bathroom light on. I can hear voices; they are distorted and

are hard to understand. Cold water washes over my skin makes me gasp as my body temperature

plummets and my eyes snap open with shock. My skin cools under the steady stream of water.

I lean heavily against Matitus, and I feel my breathing becoming easier as I feel my core temperature

plummets.

Matitus is sitting on the shower floor with me draped across his lap. All three shower heads turned,

cooling my temperature to bearable levels. Feeling hands grabbing and pulling at me, I am forced to

lean forward as I feel the shirt being lifted off my head.

I try feebly to stop them from stripping me but can’t put up much of a fight when I can’t feel my limbs. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s just the Dragon heat, Elora. Stop thrashing.”

I wasn’t even aware I was thrashing; I couldn’t feel my body, only the burning as it consumed me.

“Make it stop, make it stop!” I screamed.

“We can’t unless we mark you, it will stop, you just need to ride it out,” Silas says.

“Do you want us to mark you, to make it stop?”

I shake my head or at least I hope I did and then I feel nothing, absolutely nothing as darkness

wrapped around me taking my sight, my taste and feeling, as the darkness swallows me.

Waking up, I am still hot only this time it isn’t from the Dragon heat but because of the two arms and

two legs draped over me, lifting my head I see I am now in their bed. On my left was Dragus and on my

right was Silas. I couldn’t see Matitus, but I assumed he was also in the bed somewhere. Wiggling my

arms out, I lift Dragus's heavy arm off my body before peeling Silas’s off. Using my arms, I pull myself

up the bed and rest my back against the headboard. Noting Matitus is beside Silas, I try to figure out

how to get off the bed without either stepping on one of them or waking them with the movement.

Pulling my knees to my chest, I then attempt to climb over the top of Dragus. Throwing my leg over

him, I try to remove myself from the bed. The bed is dipping as I shift my weight and Dragus eyes fly

open while I am half on the top of him.

His eyes move from my face down my body before he smirks, making me look down. They had put a

fresh shirt on me but hadn’t replaced my underwear; the shirt hoisted up from my movement, giving

Dragus an unobstructed view of my lady parts.

I quickly slap my knees shut, leaving me sitting on his muscled abdomen.

“Quite the predicament you have found yourself in,” he chuckles as he grips my knees trying to pull

them apart again. I slap his hand.

“What? I was only looking. Next time don’t flash me, and I won’t look. It is hardly my fault,” he laughs.

Silas stirs beside him. He looks at me and smiles, and I can tell he is enjoying the position I am stuck in

with my legs on either side of Dragus with my knees slammed shut.

“Close your eyes, so I can get off you,” I tell him, and he places his hand over his eyes looking between

the gaps of his fingers, I roll my eyes at his childishness. I place my hand over his and quickly jump off

him.

“Where are you going?” Silas asks.

“Thought it was pretty self-explanatory, seeing as I am walking toward the bathroom,” I tell him, walking

in and closing the door before locking it.

I quickly pee and then wash my hands. I open the door to find all three men are in a state of undress.

Silas was already naked when I woke up, but now all three are as I watch them putting clothes on. All

three pull jeans and shirts over their rippling muscles. Tugging the shirt down, I look for my jeans, but

they are gone.

I feel Matitus touch my shoulder.

“Walk-in,” he says, nodding his head toward it. Walking in, I found two sides to be men’s clothes, the

top shelf held shoes while the third side was women's clothing. I wonder when they had clothes

brought here, but I chose not to ask the question. I grab the first things I laid my hands on, jeans, shirt

and a hoodie. Matitus walks in, opening the door just as I finished getting dressed before opening a

chest of draws in the corner. He grabs a pair of socks out before grabbing another and tossing them to

me. I caught them before sitting on the floor and putting them on.

“Come on, Silas wants to find out if your magic manifested,” he says tugging me from the walk in.

Both Dragus and Silas are no longer in the room. I follow Matitus down the staircase to the library.