End up with two pairs of dragon-shifters claiming I’m their mate.
Here’s a report for the CIA: The aliens are freaking good kissers.
The mission was simple: Go to the Zorahn planet. Spy on the aliens.
One space ship crash later, we’re the ‘guests’ of a savage bunch of exiles. My cover as a bombshell bimbo is too good... because now four alien dragons are fighting over me.
They intend to court me until I choose between them. Secret mission or not, I’m gonna end up with two Draekon mates.
