Drikira
Sadistic hunger coarsed through my veins.
The woman beside me bold and, damn, so so damn beautiful and enchanting. A fire in her eyes even scorched my inner Dragon causing an insatiable heat to form. Her perfect behind tilted up and ready to receive its punishment had been a delectable sight. My mouth had watered and wanted nothing more than pull back the lacey cloth, bury my head between her cheeks.
Feel her.
Taste her.
The explosive electricity between us had sparked a deep desire to conquer her whole being. The moment I stood between her legs there an uncontrollable need to consume and devour her.
What is this pull she held over me?
Even with her soft exterior, Lissandra had a rough edge to her, one I didn't expect to see in a Duchess.
A feisty fighter.
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