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The Dragon King's Pet

Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape. On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet. As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. --- EXCERPT --- Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. “They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

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My Tongue Or Finger?

Elysia looked down to see Azreal lifting her legs and settling in between them. He placed his hand on her knee while he kissed her stomach using his tongue to draw a pattern on her hot skin.

Azreal lifted his head to look at her flushed face, his dark eyes watching her. Elysia could die from the sensation she felt. It made her feel cold as goosebumps covered her skin.

"Are you alright?" He inquired, his voice hoarse and dark.

Elysia nodded, not trusting her words at this moment. She was too shaken to say anything or even think properly.

"Good." He replied, his hand moved to her womanly part and touched her while maintaining direct contact with her.

Her grip on the sheets tightened making her shiver. Everything about what the King was doing to her was intoxicating, from how he made her feel, to how he looked at her, like she was the most delicious meal.