I had no idea what dragon s*x was, but the way Draco spoke about it… made me shiver.
The moment the chamber doors closed behind us, Draco's control shattered.
One second, I was standing before Alysara as I watched Morgana being taken away—the next, I was pinned against the stone wall, Draco's massive body caging me in. His violet eyes glowed with primal hunger, his breath hot against my neck.
Even though I tried to talk to him, it was futile; Draco was not listening to me.
"Mine," he growled, the word vibrating through my bones.
Before I could respond, his mouth crashed onto mine, claiming me with a kiss that stole my breath. His tongue swept past my lips, demanding and possessive, as his hands roamed my body with rough desperation.
"Draco—" I gasped when he broke for air.
"No," he
