Treasure Of The Dragon's Embrace

I was meant to die beneath the second blood moon.
Bound in silks. Chained to stone.
A royal sacrifice to the fire-breathing beast who guards the mountain.

But he didn’t kill me.
He took me.

Drakos—ancient, scaled, terrifying—is no mindless monster. He’s a dragon lord haunted by solitude… and the moment he scents me, something inside him snaps.

He flies me to his lair in the volcanic peaks and lays me in his hoard like a jewel.
My body, my scent, my soul—they drive him wild.

He wraps me in furs.
Presses his burning heat to mine.
And when his mating fever hits, he’s relentless.

I should be terrified.
But the truth?

I crave every possessive growl, every molten kiss, every time he knots me and claims I’m his.

Because in his arms, I’m not a sacrifice.
I’m the fire that could break his curse.

And he’ll scorch the sky before he ever lets me go.