"Y-your Majesty?" Elysia's eyes widened as she asked, lost of words.
"Take off your clothes, Elysia." Azreal repeated this time in a commanding tone.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she began to peel off her clothes, one after the other. Her dress slid down her shoulders and crumbled to her feet, Elysia avoided looking at the King's face because she was so embarrassed, even though this was not the first time the King had commanded her to undress in front of him, It didn't seem any easier. She could feel Azrael's hot gaze following her every movement.
"Eyes on me Elysia." He commanded, his voice low and dark.
Using one of her hand to cover her breasts, she slowly raised her head to look at him. Elysia immediately clenched her thighs seeing the desire emitting out of Azreal. His eyes were dark and dilated, his jaw clenched as he continued to stare at her.
