"Flama, today you're only mine. You're sweet."
When he whispered her name, her knees nearly gave way.
The sound wasn't loud.
It wasn't commanding.
It was also intimate… as if he had reached directly into her soul and breathed life into a hidden part of her she had long forgotten.
His cock against her cervix made her arch instinctively into him, her flames flaring from her back like wings of light before curling around them protectively.
Paah, paaah, Paah!
The ancient formations sealed them in, the world fading behind a veil of glowing runes.
She no longer cared who she had been.
Only what she was becoming in his arms.
When his lips trailed down her cheek, brushing against the sensitive line of her jaw, a soft, helpless sound escaped her.
"More..."
It was a sound she never imagined an Empress could make.
But with him, she didn't feel like an Empress.
She felt like a woman discovering desire for the first time.
