TEMPT ME, MASTER
he whispered.
He reached down and touched her center. She was soaking wet, her body already leaking with the desire she had built up over the years. Kaelen let out a low, animal growl.
"You are so ready for me," he said. "The nights of dreaming are over, Lyra. Tonight, the Steel General takes his prize."
He pushed her back onto the pillows. The bed creaked under his massive weight. Lyra looked up at him, her heart racing. The fantasy was gone. The man was here. And she knew that her life—and her body—would never be the same again.