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But Rookcan’tbe my mate. He’s a demon, not a dragon. I shouldn’t be tempted by the weight of his body pinning down mine.
When he defeated me, I had no idea it would be so arousing.
“Pyrah.” He grits out my name like a warning.
An uncontrollable shiver hits me. “You caught me. What else do you want?”
“For you to obey me.”
A knot tightens in the pit of my stomach. It’s impossible to tell if it’s anger or desire. “I will never submit to you.”
“Not submission.” He tilts his head as if considering. “I understand that’s a…dangerous question to ask a dragon.”
Fuck, how much does he know?
As a female, I’m meant to submit to the strongest male who claims me. But I’ve never been any good at submission. I’m supposed to save myself like a sweet little virgin, waiting for that magical day when my mate enters my territory. I’ve been patient for years. And it’s so hard to think straight while I’m lying naked beneath Rook.
Maybe I should seduce my way out of captivity.
I hook my foot behind his ankle. “At least you know I’m dangerous.”
His calf tenses. “Never doubted it.”
What do I say next? I don’t know how to be seductive. “I could think of better reasons for you to be on top of me.” I lift my bound hands to the sharp rasp of stubble on his jaw. “You wouldn’t even have to untie me.”
His eyes darken. “Stop.”
When he climbs from me, the warmth from his body fades in the cold. “Why?”
He shakes his head, though he refuses to elaborate. Rejection twists a knife in my gut. Was I imagining the tension between us?
“Do you prefer men?” I ask.
His laugh is rusty, as if he hasn’t been amused in a long time. “Not just men.”
“But?”
His laughter dies in his throat. “I don’t force myself on women. You can’t willingly say no while you’re my prisoner.”
“Easy,” I murmur, in a velvety voice. “I won’t be your prisoner after you free me.”
His horns lower as he shakes his head. “I won’t unbind you.”
“I promise it will be worth it.” My heartbeat pounds between my thighs. I’m aching for more. “Very, very worth it.”
The bastard shrugs. “Doubtful.”
I glare at him and ignore my unspent desire. He infuriates and intrigues me in equal parts. Even though he’s my enemy, he treats me with respect.
Clenching my jaw, I march back to camp. There’s no fire and no firewood.
“Where were you?” I say.
“Hunting.”
“Did you catch anything?”
He sighs. “You.”
