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Bound to My Dragon Boss

“Your pussy is weeping for me, Amara... It’s making a mess of my rug. Be a good girl and let me lick you clean before I stretch you open.” “I… I didn’t mean to... aakkkhhh..." Darien’s hand snakes under her skirt, his fingers finding her center, already soaked and swollen for him. He circles the sensitive heat of her clit with a cruel, possessive smirk tugging at his lips as she whimpers. “You don’t call me 'Sir' when you’re this wet for me. Say my name.” His free hand lunged for her, his large palm engulfing her breast through her blouse. He squeezed it with a brutal, possessive strength, his thumb and forefinger finding her nipple and rolling it with agonizing pressure until she was sobbing his name. "God, yes... I'm a mess because of you, Darien!" she gasped, arching her back until her breasts pressed against his suit. “I’m so fucking wet I’m soaking your hand. Now stop teasing me and give me what this bond is screaming for.” He leans in, his golden eyes glowing with a beast's hunger, his voice dropping to a vibration against her ear. “See? Your walls are twitching for me, aren't they? They’re hungry for my cock.” He pulls his hand back, his fingers dripping with her sweet juices. His gaze never leaves hers as he brings them to his mouth, his tongue swiping across his skin with a slow, agonizingly sensual lick. “Sweet,” he growls, tasting her surrender. “And I’m going to devour every last drop of you.” *** Amara Hayes thought she was just another cleaning lady at Ispire Inc., until one awkward, clumsy night completely flipped her life upside down. It was supposed to be just another boring shift. Clean the office. Mop the floors. Avoid the insanely hot, terrifyingly gorgeous boss. Instead, she tripped, fell… and accidentally kissed him. She figured she’d be getting a termination letter, not a pair of horns, scales, and wings?! Her “strict but ridiculously hot” boss, Darien Dravik? Turns out he’s not just some kind of billionaire. He’s a beastmen from dragon race, and apparently, she’s his mate. Now, Amara’s stuck in a bond with a guy who growls when other men look at her and calls her “mine” like it’s his favorite hobby. Darien might be one of the most powerful and wanted men in the city, but under that expensive suit, there’s a dragon who’s totally lost control around her. And if she tries to walk away? Well… it could cost her a lot more than just her job. It could cost her life. In a world where peace between humans and beastmen is a fragile illusion, their bond could set everything on fire. But Darien? He swears he’ll protect her, even if it means burning the whole world down.
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In a World of Beast Tamers, I Awaken the Dead

Rifts shattered the world, unleashing monsters that drove humanity to the edge of extinction. Survival came only through awakened talents—and among them, Beast Talents rose above all others, granting power, authority, and control over the new world. Beast Tamers became the pillars of civilization, commanding living companions, conquering dungeons, and shaping empires. At the Awakening Center of Red Leaf City, prodigies emerge one after another—rare talents, high ranks, and promising futures. Then Kael awakens. The crystal turns black. The system hesitates. F-Rank Talent: [Grave Compatibility] Dismissed as weak and defective, Kael is labeled a failure in a world that worships living beasts. Even he believes it is nothing more than terrible luck. What Kael doesn’t know is that his talent should not exist. While Beast Tamers command the living, Kael awakens the power to command the dead—necromancy, resurrection, and corpse evolution in a system fundamentally designed to reject it. His talent is not ranked low because it is weak, but because it is incompatible with the world itself. As dungeons deepen, factions clash, and hidden truths about the awakening system begin to surface, Kael’s power grows—from solitary undead to evolving legions, from ignored outcast to an existence that terrifies nations. They call him F-rank. But in a world built on flawed rules, the most dangerous power is not the strongest one— It is the one the system was never meant to contain.
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