Page 116 of Empire of Flame and Thorns

But I don’t look away.

My chest heaves and fire flickers through my veins as I stand there naked against the rough stone wall and hold his gaze with determined eyes.

“Fuck,” he breathes, and it sounds like that word was ripped from the very depths of his soul.

Then he slides both hands into my hair and crushes his mouth against mine.

Lightning crackles through my veins, and I gasp into his mouth. Raising one leg, I wrap it around his hip and pull him tighter against me as I press my hands against his firm chest. A moan rips from his lungs as I draw my fingers down towards his stomach. His cock hardens against me.

He slides one hand down to rest on the side of my neck and reaches down with the other to grip my thigh. His fingers dig into my skin as he holds my leg up while dominating my mouth. I gasp as he bites my bottom lip and then claims my mouth again.

I rake my fingers down his hard abs, drawing a shudder from his body.

“Your wings,” I press out between furious kisses. “Please. I want to feel your wings.”

While continuing to kiss me senseless, he performs a half-shift. I suck in a breath as he flares his imposing black wings. He devours that sound as he steals the breath from my lungs with another desperate kiss.

I trace my fingers along that enticing V and down towards his cock while I reach up with my other hand. My right hand closesaround his thick cock at the same time as I brush my left hand over the soft membrane of his wings.

He chokes on his breath. I show him no mercy. Sliding my hand up and down his throbbing cock, I trace my fingers along his wings again.

A gasp rips from his lungs. Breaking the kiss, he bows forward and presses his forehead against my shoulder while his body trembles. The most incredible moans spill from his lips like dark honey.

My mind can barely process it. Draven Ryat, the Shadow of Death and Commander of the Dread Legion, one of the most powerful and dangerous dragon shifters in the world, is completely undone by my simple touch.

I keep sliding my hand up and down his cock and trailing my fingers over his wings, utterly transfixed by the way his body reacts. Shudders rack his powerful frame and dark groans rip from his lungs. His cock is so hard underneath my hand that I can practically feel it pulsing against my palm.

Heat sears through me and my clit throbs at the sight of him like this.

Continuing my precise movements, I push him closer to the edge. Goddess above, I can’t wait to see what he looks like when he comes. I slide my hand up and down again. His body practically vibrates with tension.

Then, right before he can come, he suddenly snaps his head up. His eyes are wild and hazy with lust as he blinks furiously. A jolt shoots through me as he abruptly releases my neck and thigh and instead grabs my wrists. I suck in a sharp breath as he yanks my hands away from his body.

Rough stone scrapes against the back of my hands as Draven pins them to the rock wall above my head. Adjusting his grip, he pushes my hands together and then wraps one hand over bothof my now crossed wrists. My chest heaves as I tilt my head back and stare up at him.

“Fucking hell,” he growls under his breath, his voice rough and strained.

I pull against his grip on my wrists, but they are now firmly trapped against the wall above my head.

A wicked glint appears in Draven’s eyes as he slowly shakes his head at me. “I’m going to make you fucking squirm and beg for that.”

“You—”

My words get cut off by a gasp as Draven draws his free hand over my pussy. A shudder of pleasure rolls through my body. With that sly glint still in his eyes, he cocks his head.

“I told you that I was going to ruinyou, little rebel. Not the other way around.” A devilish smirk curls his lips. “So you are mine to play with, mine to torment, mine to edge until you’re begging me to fuck you.”

Before I can even begin to form a response, he rolls my clit between his fingers.

Lightning zaps through my spine. Arching my back, I throw my head back and gasp.

“That’s it.” He traces his thumb over my clit. “Moan for me.”

Pleasure spikes through me.

He adjusts the position of his hand and continues to rub my clit with his thumb while he slides his index and middle finger down to my entrance. I pull against his grip on my wrists and bite back a moan. He tightens his fingers around my wrists.

“I said,moan,” he commands, his voice pulsing through my very soul.

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