
The Dragon's Slave
Lacey St Sin
“You are afraid.” Firestriker’s voice was soft, and she caught a hint of disappointment.
She fought the urge to frown. And argue. Slaves didn’t argue, or frown at their masters.
“Do you fear me?” he asked.
“No master,” she answered automatically. The pleasing answer, the right answer.
“No?”
“No,” she lied.
He blew out a breath. Amusement? Or irritation? She didn’t dare raise her eyes to his again...
She fought the urge to frown. And argue. Slaves didn’t argue, or frown at their masters.
“Do you fear me?” he asked.
“No master,” she answered automatically. The pleasing answer, the right answer.
“No?”
“No,” she lied.
He blew out a breath. Amusement? Or irritation? She didn’t dare raise her eyes to his again...
Fantasy
Erotic
Virgin
Spy
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