Chapter 39: The Breaking Point
Draven returned less than an hour later.
The door slammed open so hard it cracked against the wall. I jerked awake from my restless half-sleep, my naked body still sticky with his dried c*m. My round belly rose and fell rapidly as fear flooded me. My heavy breasts ached. My swollen p***y throbbed with every heartbeat.
He stood in the doorway like a predator, eyes glowing brighter than before. Even more of his crimson scales had vanished. His chest, arms, and torso were now mostly smooth, powerful muscle with only faint red traces left. The curse was breaking faster because of me, and it only seemed to make him more dangerous.
“You’re still leaking my seed,” he growled, stalking toward the bed. “Good. I want you dripping and ready for me every single secon
