Phei looked down at the trembling girl spread before him on the vast white bed, the striped morning light still painting her in gold and shadow. Dragon Dominance flowed through the room with every breath he took — passive, fused, effortless.
For Catrina, already drawn to him with every trembling part of her soul, it intensified the attraction until it felt like gravity itself. It inspired reverence, lust, and a worshipful orientation that made her hidden desires surface without mercy or warning.
What she had been hiding from herself — the deep, aching need to be claimed, to surrender completely, to offer every untouched inch of herself to the man she loved — rose unrequested to the front of her mind and her body.
What she had never dared ask him arrived in full, undeniable clarity: she wanted to be devoured... she wanted to be his.
And he intended to make her feel every single second of it.
