The Ice Dragon's Mistress

My name is Anika Rain, and I have a secret. People like me are called shivari. We, like a sponge, absorb any magic—and sooner or later it starts to overflow in us, demanding to be released. But you can only pass it on to a man during intimacy. From childhood, we are prepared for the fate of being lovers for magicians and sold like goods. Some people are fine with that—I am not. I ran away from my mentor, changed my appearance, got a job as a florist… Now I have a NORMAL life! And lovers whom I want to give my tenderness to, I’ll choose myself!
Or will they choose me instead?