Drikira
The Dragon in me roared ferociously. Clawing at my mind endlessly wanting, needing to break free. Lissandra had gripped something dark and dangerous in me. A part of me stirred that I had buried along with my lover. I had tried to push it away but it became incensed and pushed back.
I convinced myself that this wasn't anything but animalistic lust.
That's all this could be: Lust. It started to grow insatiable the more that Lissandra fought.
I wanted her to sumbit.
I needed her to submit.
Especially when she had shot me a look of complete fire before she looked away in embarrassment. A look that had taken me by surprise.
Lissandra stilled, slightly slumped over the table. She hovered for a moment and twisted her mouth in anger.
The expression almost cute; I took a sn
