The Last Dragon’s Enslaved Lycan Mate
"The Dragon Lord summoned her three times to his bedchamber, ordered her to undress, and just stand there... feet away from him while he dozed off into a slumber."
"That's how I know he's into men!" Grace exclaimed. "No heterosexual man can look upon me naked and not want to ravage me!"
"Maybe you bored him to death," Daphne joked, earning an elbow to the rib from a disgruntled Grace.
"So, you two never...?" Visenya inquired curiously.
"No... not that I wanted to anyway," Grace lied through her teeth. "I mean, for all I know, it probably doesn't even work. He was buried in the ground for ten years... who knows what kind of effects that has on a dragon."