Chapter 2The heat hit me like stepping into a forge. Pyrrathion’s court was breathtaking and terrifying, towers of black volcanic glass rising against a sky streaked with perpetual sunset, rivers of lava flowing in controlled channels that lit everything in molten gold and deep crimson. The air smelled of smoke, spice, and something darker. Desire, maybe.He stood before me, bare-chested, flames licking lazily along his shoulders. His crimson eyes burned as he reached for me.“Finally alone,” he murmured, voice rough. His big hands settled on my waist, pulling me flush against him. Gods, he was so warm. My body reacted instantly, melting into the heat, my nipples peaking, a slick ache building between my thighs.Just as his mouth descended toward mine, a thunderous voice cracked through the air like a whip of pure power.“ENOUGH.”Pyrrathion froze. The flames on his skin dimmed. A shimmering figure materialized above us…tall, androgynous, made of shifting light and ancient starfire
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