Blake POV
The sight of her, limp and sated on the furs, her skin glowing with a fine sheen of sweat and her scent drenched in our mingled pleasure, should have calmed the dragon. It did the opposite.
It stoked the fever into a roaring blaze.
Mine. Completely. And still not enough.
I lifted her effortlessly, her body pliant and warm in my arms. She murmured something incoherent, nuzzling into my chest, a gesture of such profound trust it made my heart clench even as my c**k throbbed with renewed demand. I carried her from the chamber of silk and stone, through the quiet corridors, to the wide bed in my personal quarters.
“Time for the next lesson, little wolf,” I murmured against her hair, though I knew she was barely conscious.
I laid her on the dark sheets. In the low light, her cur
