Elle POV
His command was absolute. His surrender, complete.
Power thrummed between us, a taut wire of raw, trembling energy. The heat coming off his body was staggering, but it was the heat in his gaze that stole my breath. Molten gold, fixed on me, waiting.
My heart hammered against my ribs. This was my move.
I placed my hands flat on his chest. The skin was fever-hot, the muscle beneath rigid as steel. I felt the frantic beat of his heart, the shudder that racked him at my touch. My touch. I was in control.
“Look at me,” I said, my voice low but firm. “Only at me.”
His eyes locked onto mine, the dragon in them a caged, watchful storm. The bond vibrated with his restrained hunger, a palpable ache that echoed in the pit of my stomach. Mine.
I slid my hands up, over the thick cords o
