Warlock Ch 421. Legal Loophole *
Their bodies moved in a furious, messy rhythm, each thrust drawing guttural moans from deep in Lysandra's throat as Damian ground deeper into her.
The heat between them built fast, burning high and reckless, no hesitation left now—only need.
And somewhere between the haze of pleasure and the grind of their hips, Damian's brain decided to reboot mid-sex.
'Shit! What am I doing?!'
He had literally just had sex with Selena a few hours ago.
And now?
Now he was pounding into the dragon general like his life depended on it.
This was absurd.
This didn't make any sense.
'Yeah,' he thought, thrusting deeper into Lysandra's slick heat and dragging another sharp, breathless moan from her lips, 'I understand Selena. She had a crush. She risked everything to stay near me.'
But Lysandra?
He couldn't wrap his head around it.
Was it just the "reek of sex" thing she smelled? Some primal dragon impulse? Some screwed-up challenge?
