[ AYSEL]
Raegon’s eyes never leave me as I lift the thin straps of my nightdress and let it slide down my body, pooling softly at my feet.
The warm night air kisses my bare skin, raising goosebumps along my arms and spine.
This time, I don’t try to cover myself.
I stand still. Open. Letting his gaze claim every inch of me—every curve, every softness, every vulnerable line of my body.
His jaw tightens. I see it tick sharply as his c**k gives a visible twitch, thick and impatient beneath his hand.
“Get on the bed,” he commands, voice low. “And present yourself properly.”
I obey without hesitation, walking slowly toward the king-sized bed, my heartbeat thundering so loudly it feels like it might burst from my chest.
At the edge of the mattress, I draw in a long, steady breath and re
