"Why do you ask if I'm actually a black dragon?" Cristian inquired.
"I've seen Vulcan Drake, the sole black dragon, and his heart is different from yours. Every dragon has unique colors. A red dragon has a red heart, a white dragon has a white heart, and sea dragons have a blue heart."
Staring into Demeter's gleaming golden eyes, Cristian hummed softly. "You don't need to respond; I'm just curious... very curious," she added, her hot breath brushing against his face.
His throat tightened, and his hands slid around her waist. Demeter's right brow arched, accompanied by a tiny smirk forming on her lips.
"Aren't you a lustful little dragon."
Being called "little" irked him, but Cristian decided Demeter wouldn't change, so he planned to ensure she addressed him as "Lord" when the time came.
"What does a beautiful woman like you expect from a man like me?" Demeter's throat bobbed as she felt his shaft pressing against her ass.
