"And the Phoenix Protocol?" I leaned in, my face inches from his. "Will you truly let me hold the leash? Or is this all just a game to get me to the eclipse?"
Kaelen's breath hitched. He smelled of sandalwood and desperation. "The Protocol will make you a Goddess. But I... I will always be your first worshipper. I don't want to lead you, Seraphina. I want to follow you."
The honesty in his voice was a physical weight, pressing against my chest. I felt my own desire spiking, humming in my marrow. I leaned back against the headboard, my legs still framing his broad chest.
"Then prove it," I said, my voice dropping to a silken, dangerous register. "Prove that you are mine. Masturbate for me, Kaelen. Right here. Right now. I want to see how the Dragon services his Master."
