Caged Slayer by Athena Storm, Zora Black

His brutality is shocking.
But his love is overwhelming.
He is a force of nature.
Drogan.
Even the name sounds harsh.
His chiseled, warrior body hides a brutal and hard past.
A Reaper. A killer. He ravages and burns.
He kills his enemies and drinks their blood.
Drogan doesn’t care what I think.
He wants to possess me.
Own me.
He craves me so badly that he would eat every scrap of my flesh to make sure no one else could ever touch it.
Even though he’s rough, there is such reverence in it.
It really is like worship.
To him, I’m rare.
Unique.
Special.
He appreciates me.
And most of all…
He loves me.