Page 115 of Empire of Flame and Thorns

My heart skips a beat as I find Draven walking out of the water as well. His wet hair has now been swept back from hisface, and drops of water run down his body. His utterly naked body.

Fire licks through my veins as I stare at the masterpiece that is his body. Every curve of his muscles and every sharp ridge of his abs are just begging to be touched. He stops, still ankle deep in the river, when he once again notices my gaze.

But this time, I can’t look away.

I follow a drop of water that slides along his abs and down that sinful V, and I’m struck by an overwhelming impulse to grab him by the hips and lick that water drop off his skin.

Then the drop of water slips lower.

I suck in a short breath.

Fucking hell, he wasn’t lying about his wingspan. I stare at his massive cock, which hardens more with every second, while forbidden images flash through my mind. Images of him pushing me up against the small rock wall a short distance to my left. Images of him putting a hand around my throat and fucking me hard. Images of him bending me over and trapping my arms behind my back and fucking me like?—

“Selena.”

My name rips from his lungs like a warning, a threat, and a plea.

Raising my gaze, I meet his eyes again. What little air I had managed to get back into my lungs disappears in a small gasp as I find him staring at me with desire burning like wildfire in his eyes. Swallowing, I lick my lips.

He clenches his jaw and flexes his hand.

“You really need to stop looking at me like that,” he warns, his voice low and rough.

The mere sound of that dark and strained voice makes my skin prickle with pleasure.

Drawing in an unsteady breath, I hold his searing gaze. “Or what?”

He starts forward again. Water sloshes around his ankles as he walks the final couple of steps out of the river and then continues across the grass. My heart pounds in my chest as he advances on me. I can barely think straight when he moves until he is standing so close to me that I can count every drop of water that slides down his muscular chest.

His eyes are dark with desire as he locks them on me. “Or I’m going to push you up against that rock wall and fuck you like you’re mine.”

Heat sears through my veins.

He takes a step forward, using his body to make me take a step back.

“I’m not fucking kidding, Selena.” He keeps advancing while I keep retreating. “You have ten seconds to drop your gaze, or I swear to God, I’m going to fuck you until your legs give out and the only moans coming out of your mouth are my name. And then I’m going to keep fucking you until you will never be able to even think about touching another man because all you can think about is my hands on your body and all you can feel is my cock inside you.”

My heart stutters. Sucking in shuddering breaths, I stare up into his golden eyes while heat pools inside me and my clit throbs harder. A thud sounds as my naked back hits the stone wall. Draven keeps moving until he’s right in front of me, trapping me against it.

“Ten seconds,” he warns.

My pulse thrums in my ears. “We’re still enemies.”

“Yes.” He keeps holding my gaze. “Eight seconds.”

“And after we leave this underground forest, everything will continue as it always has.”

“Correct. Six seconds.”

“So nothing we do right now will make a difference.”

“Agreed.”

“Because it won’t change anything anyway.”

“Exactly.” He shakes his head slowly and warns, “One second, little rebel.”

There is an almost pleading note in his voice, as if he knows that if we cross this line, it’s going to ruin us both.

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