The Dragon King's Curse
“But tonight… I claim you again.”
Elara’s breath caught. Silver sparks flared faintly along her skin, coiling with the pulsing heat of his dragon magic. “And I will be yours,” she said, stepping closer, letting the bond guide her.
They moved together, close and cautious, exploring the intimacy that had begun the night before. Every touch, every whispered word, sent electricity coursing through her. His lips trailed down her neck, sending shivers through her spine, his dragon magic reacting to every pulse of her blood.
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