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Tivala’s castle no longer held me within its nightmare. Restraint no longer felt like fear and shame. And despite all my power, there was a man who could tame it, who could make me feel… normal.

‘Please,’ I whispered, tears pricking my eyes.

Another slap heated my rear, and I sobbed with relief.

‘Cin is projecting your thoughts. I can tell him to shut me out, but I want to know how you feel. May I?’ Rey murmured in my ear while his hard length pressed against my thigh.

At the idea that both of them could peer into my darkness, my breath hitched; then I surrendered completely.

‘Yes,’ I forced out through a tight throat, and Rey’s groan brushed over my ear.

‘That’s my fearless queen. Show me all of it, Sanika. Show me how to make it good for you.’

And I did.

The spanking that followed left me red-faced and crying, my buttocks sensitive and burning.

‘Sweet Vila, how well you took your punishment,’ Rey purred, pinching my breast.

‘Punishment for what?’ I yelped, my mind foggy with arousal.

‘For belittling yourself. For calling the woman I cherish more than life itself a monster.’ He rubbed his calloused hand over my aching flesh. ‘Each time I hear those words, I’ll spank you harder until you never think them again.’

He moved behind me, nails scoring a line down my spine, and nudged my legs apart. Rey’s cock slid between my folds. I was ready, almost impaling myself on his shaft.

Reynard pulled away.

‘What…?’ I hissed, reaching out with my magic to pull him closer.

‘I won’t send you to Tangra with my seed in your womb. Even I’m not that selfish,’ he murmured, and moments later the crown of his cock pressed against my back entrance.

Reynard didn’t force it, but his intention was clear. I pressed back, moaning at the sudden burn. It was a strange sensation. The fullness, the wrongness that felt so good. I wanted more and took him deeper. Behind me, Reynard groaned.

‘You’ll be the death of me, Sanika.’ He tightened his grasp on my hips and pushed in further. ‘The pleasure in your mind is so addictive. I’ll be fucking your arse many, many times.’

‘Oh, gods!’ I gasped. The sensation made my legs tremble. Tears fell as Rey continued. ‘Please don’t stop. Please…’

‘I love being in your head,’ Rey groaned in my ear, his hand encircling my throat. ‘So powerful yet craving my control. Good girl, show me how much you want it. Take all of me.’

Suddenly, everything became beautifully simple. No more choosing who would live and who died. My world narrowed to the man behind me and his hand on my throat. And a dragon purring in my mind.

Rey moved slowly at first, his pace attuned to my whimpers. It wasn’t enough. I gripped the bedpost, pushing back, chasing my bliss.

He tightened his grip on my throat, just enough to threaten my senses. Pleasure built in my core, and my body felt alive again. I cried and begged. Emotions I’d bottled up for so long flooded through me, intensifying as I pushed against him with sweet abandon.

Reynard’s movements became wilder. He wasn’t holding back, yet remained attuned to my desire, my need to lose myself.

My pleasure crested with a primal scream of complete absolution. Rey’s name slipped from my lips over and over as waves of ecstasy washed over me. If someone could love me like this, how could I be a monster? If a dragon could see the depraved depths of my soul and still be mine, I wasn’t entirely lost.

I barely registered the moment Rey withdrew and untied me. I was putty in his arms as he held me close, cocooned in the love of two souls.

I turned, placing my head on his chest and letting the scent of the rose petals soothe my overwhelmed senses.

‘You are the gods’ gift to this broken world, Sanika, and my sweetest addiction. I’ll never let you go.’ Rey’s words drifted to me as I fell asleep.