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A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead.
Don’t borrow tomorrow’s trouble.
“Going for blood today, are we, Violence?”
Heat rushes up my neck and flames lick my cheeks as he lowers his face so his lips are only inches away from mine. I can make out every speck of gold in his onyx eyes, every bump and ridge of his scar. Beautiful. Fucking. Asshole.
“Nope. Defenseless women have never been my type. We’re done for today.”
“Killing you wouldn’t be any trouble, Violence. It’s leaving you alive that seems to cause the majority of my trouble.”
Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs—on the probabilities.”
“You’re supposed to focus on the things that can kill you so you find ways to not die.”
You want to know why you’re still alive? Because you’re the scale I currently judge myself against every night. Every day I let you live, I get to convince myself that there’s still a part of me that’s a decent person. So if you want to quit, then please, spare me the temptation and fucking quit. But if you want to do something, then do it.”
Only him. Here. Now. Anywhere. Whenever. I’ve never been this out of control over a single kiss. Never wanted someone the way I do him. It’s exhilarating and terrifying at the same time because I know that in this moment, he has the power to break me. And I’d let him.
“You won’t like what happens if you push me.” “Or maybe I will.”
“You never considered that it was you I couldn’t stay away from?”
Maybe it was the first time I recklessly kissed you or when I realized I’m fucked because I can’t stop thinking about doing more than just kissing you.”
“Fuck, that stubborn, feisty look always makes me want to kiss you.” Xaden’s expression remains bland, bored even, but his eyes heat as his gaze drops to my mouth. “And you say this now, where people will see if you actually do.” My breath catches.
“When did I ever give you the impression that I give a fuck what people think about me?” A corner of his mouth rises, and now it’s all I can concentrate on, damn him. “I only care what they think about you.”
“So then why are you here, Xaden?” “Because I can’t seem to stay away.”
“Because I only want you, Xaden.”
“I always fucking want you.”
“You walk into a room, and I can’t look away. I get anywhere near you, and this is what happens. Instantly hard. Fucking hell, I can barely think when you’re around.”
“And this mouth. All I ever want to do is kiss you, even when you piss me off.”
“So kiss me.”
“Stop being so fucking honorable and fuck me, Xaden.”
His eyes flare, and then he kisses me like I’m the air he’s been missing, like his life depends on it, and I think mine just might.
“You feel so fucking good.”
“Fuck, I’m never going to get enough of you, am I?”
“Shut up and fuck me, Riorson.”
“Well, then start there. Ground in your power and try to feel whatever it was you were feeling.” He goes back to his notebook. “Should I get the wingleader?” Tairn flat-out laughs in my head. “Shut up.”
There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, Violence.”
“You make it hard to look away.”
I miss his mouth on my skin, the feel of his body pressed against mine.
“I’m over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, and you’re fucking me with your eyes. That’s not playing fair.”
“Gods help me, I’m only looking at you.”
“Even when I’m not with you, there’s only you. Next time, just ask. You’ve never had a problem being bluntly honest with me.”
“I’ve wanted you from the first second I saw you, Violence,”
“I know. I’m so wildly in love with you that I can’t imagine what my life would even look like without you in it. And I probably shouldn’t have said that, but if we’re doing this, then we’re starting from a place of complete honesty.”
“I fucking need you, Violet. Right now. And I don’t need anyone, so I’m not quite sure how to handle this feeling, but I’m giving it my best. And if you don’t want this tonight, that’s fine, but I’m going to need you to walk out that door right now, because if you don’t, I’m going to have you naked on your back in the next two minutes.”
“Oh gods.” “Which one are you calling out for?” he asks against my flesh. “Because it’s just you and me in this room, Vi, and I don’t share.”
“Fuck, you taste good.”
My thighs tremble when he takes up a rhythm against my clit and drives two fingers inside me. They lock when he strokes his fingers in time with his tongue. Mindless, I’m simply mindless.
“You are absolutely delicious. I never should have waited this long to get my mouth on you.”
“You can play all you want later if I can have you right now.”
“You feel so damn good.”
“You’re almost there. Fuck, you feel so damn good around me. I’m never going to get enough of this, enough of you.”
“I fucking love your hair. If you ever want to bring me to my knees or win an argument, just let it down. I’ll get the point.”
“Trust me, my motives aren’t altruistic, Violence. I’ll take any excuse I can get to put my hands on you.”
“I’m way too fucking greedy when it comes to you.”
“You’re mine, Violet.” I lift my chin. “Only if you’re mine.”
“I’ve been yours for longer than you could ever imagine.”
“And defenseless women have never been my type, remember?”
