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“Get the fuck away from her with that nonsense.” Xaden pushes Dain’s chest and tugs me out of his arms, then grips my shoulders, turning me to face him.
“Stop. Fucking. Coddling. Her.” Xaden bites out every word at Dain. “She is not a child. She’s a full-grown woman. A rider. Start treating her like one and at least have the decency to give her the truth.
“So then why are you here, Xaden?” “Because I can’t seem to stay away.”
CHAPTER THIRTY
This entire chapter is giving Edward and Bella’s first time together 😂🥵
The caress of his mouth and the strokes of his wicked tongue steal every logical thought, and my world narrows to this kiss, this minute, this man. Mine. In this moment, Xaden Riorson is mine.
“I always fucking want you.” He groans as I squeeze.
“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.”
“Fuck me, this hair,” he says, then hovers his mouth over mine. “And this mouth. All I ever want to do is kiss you, even when you piss me off.”
“Stop being so fucking honorable and fuck me, Xaden.”
🥵🥵🥵🥵
“Look at you. You’re fucking beautiful, Violet. Let go for me.”
The feel of his skin under my fingertips is divine, impossibly soft over yards of hard muscle. I trace the lines of his back, memorizing the dips and hollows as sinew ripples with every move he makes.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Violet.”
“Fuck, I’m never going to get enough of you, am I?” he says, his face buried in my neck as I arch into him. “Shut up and fuck me, Riorson.”
Someone hurt him deliberately, maliciously, and it makes me want to hunt the person down and do the same to them.
There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, Violence.”
The promise should be a threat, but it’s not. It’s too damned comforting for that.
Fuck. That. He let me in. He told me about his scars. He had an arsenal crafted for me. He cares. He’s just as wrapped up in this as I am, even if he’s shitty at showing it.
“Seriously. I can’t think when you look at me like that.”
“You’re still looking.” He forces his attention back to his plate. “You make it hard to look away.” I miss his mouth on my skin, the feel of his body pressed against mine. I miss the look on his face when he watched me come undone. But I miss the feeling of him curled around me in sleep more. “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.”
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“I haven’t changed my mind, Violence. There’s no future for us.
Ooooffff that hurt
I haven’t run from a challenge since I crossed this parapet a year ago, and I’m not about to start now. The last time I stood here, I was terrified, but the distance to the ground isn’t what has my pulse pounding now. There’s more than one way to fall. Shit. That ache in my chest burns brighter than the power coursing through my veins. I’m in love with Xaden. It doesn’t matter that he’s leaving soon or that he probably doesn’t feel the same for me. It doesn’t even matter that he warned me not to fall for him. It’s not an infatuation, our physical chemistry, or even the bond between our dragons
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“Only if you do. I want to be wherever you are.” And I mean it.
Everyone else—everything else in the world can fall away and I won’t care as long as I’m with him.
“And you are strong and fierce and have a ruthless streak, too. Not to mention you’re the smartest person I’ve ever met. That mind of yours is sexy as hell.
“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,” he admits.
“Did you know that the first time I climbed these steps with Dain, I was horrified that there wasn’t a handrail?” “Did you know I can’t stand to hear his name on your lips while you’re leading the way to my room?”
“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” His voice lowers. “If not, I’m a fool, because you are magnificently beautiful.”
“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.”
OW OWWWWWWW!!!!!
“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.”
Yes sir 🤭
“Just stay with me.”
Ahhhhhhh 🥵
I’m not going to survive this. I’m going to die right here in this bed. “Then I’m going to die with you,” he promises, kissing me.
“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.”
“Unless there’s someone else throwing lightning around, then yeah, that was you. See what I mean? Explosive.” He laughs. I gasp. That’s why he threw himself sideways, to shield me from my own wreckage. “I’m so sorry.”
Violet you crazy woman 😂
Liam steps forward so he stands at my side. “We watched as our parents were executed because they had the courage to do the right thing. I’d like to think my death would be just as honorable.”
“That thing was going to take a chunk out of Tairn. You’ve saved my life and now it’s my turn. No matter what you think of me for keeping secrets, we’re friends, Violet.”
“Thank you, Liam. Thank you for being my shadow. Thank you for being my friend.”
“It’s been. My honor.”
“You can kill them.” He yanks me close and kisses my forehead. “There is no me without you,” he says against my skin.
Damn, sometimes I forget just how beautifully lethal he is.
She can’t die, and not just because there’s a chance I won’t survive. She can’t die because I know I can’t live without her even if I do. Somewhere between the shock of our attraction at the top of that turret to realizing she risked her own life by giving up a boot for someone else on the parapet that first day to her throwing those daggers at my head under the oak tree, I wavered. I should have realized the danger of getting too close the first time I put her on her back and showed her how easily she could kill me on the mat—a vulnerability I’ve allowed no one else—but I brushed it off as an
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