Holly is getting away for the holidays but, both a Lios and a dragon are following her to her sanctum. Her cabin in the woods is no longer a safe haven when an insistent elf and the dragon of her dreams collide. Hard. Will the love talker be able to move fast enough to dodge the guardian of the ice portal, or will Santa have to step in to break up the fight? Find out, in Holding Holly. Book Six in the Sisters of Silverwood series.

Excerpt:

Waking from a sex dream, after sex, in an ice cave inhabited by elves, Santa and dragons could be a little offputting for most women, but Holly was not most women.

Holly turned within the arms that held her and looked Kevik in the eye. “Did you know that when you are near other people’s minds don’t overwhelm me? It is as if I am a normal woman again.”

“You are a woman who has never been normal. Your mind, your spirit, your soul has always been exceptional.”

“You didn’t answer the comment about you and my talents. Why do they cease to hammer at me with their thoughts when you are near?”

He rubbed at his nose, and at that moment she knew that she was in love with him. She knew next to nothing about him, but his soul called to hers in every way. Tears formed in her eyes. Love finally, had come to her.

“Each and every woman at Silverwood has their perfect match. It took Valentine to realize it. So she sent a message to Underhill, mistakenly believing that is where I was living at the time. So they sent for me. I went to Underhill, and then I went to the portal to Silverwood. Unfortunately, the portal will only let you through in your natural form, for me that is the dragon who carried you here.”

The images in her mind were his, she could see the portals surrounded by elves, the glowing light and the riotous colours of the gateway itself. “What happened?”

“I got stuck.” He shook his head and buried his face in a pillow for a moment. “The portal was not made for one such as I, and it collapsed behind me, trapping several creatures who were coming through behind me. They recovered, but it was not pleasant for them waiting for the portal to open.” He accompanied his words with more images, a magical field of the wounded laid out with help trying to assist. “Two of your sisters helped me with some of the finer points of modern life. Carolyn and Tara are very formidable.”

Holly smiled in remembrance, “Yeah, they are. Even at camp those two were a force to be reckoned with. Tara has two fellas, doesn’t she?”

“Yes. But only one in her bed at a time.” He shook his head at a memory. “She will beat anyone who says otherwise. With a broom. From a distance.”

“I always envied her that talent. She can defend herself at a distance. I get more vulnerable the closer someone gets.” Now she wanted to bury her face in a pillow, but hers was missing. She looked around. They were both on the edge of the enormous bed, with him cuddled tightly against her. “How much of the bed do you usually use?”

“I normally sleep in the centre, but I wanted to be near you, very near.” Kevik kissed the tip of her nose. The look in his eyes was giving every indication of a second intimate round when a pounding on the door diverted his attention.

“Kevik, you are needed on the phone.”

It was Sahn-Tah’s voice. Holly almost laughed, who else would dare to interrupt a mating dragon?

Splendidly nude and completely furious, Kevik strode to the door. He wrenched it open with a snarl. “You have to be wishing for a violent death.”