Page 463 - Fourth Wing

“I’ve got you, Violet,” he promises, his breath ragged pants against my

lips. “Let it out.”
Lightning whips through me, flashing so bright that my eyes slam shut.

Heat flares above me as thunder cracks immediately.

And I smell smoke.
“Shit.” Xaden’s power fills the room, eclipsing what light we had, and the

curtain falls, but we’re moving before the charred fabric can so much as

touch my skin.
That knot of pleasure builds to a breaking point as he takes me to the

floor, and finally, I have all of his weight as he drives into me. Shadows fall

away and the sight of him above me, his dark gaze locked on mine in
intense concentration, is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

“So. Very. Beautiful.” I punctate each word with a kiss.
He draws back, his eyes searching mine for a heartbeat or two before he

devastates me with another kiss that has me straining for more, rocking my

hips against his.
This man kisses with his whole body, rolling his hips in time with the

thrust of his tongue, bracing just enough of his weight so I can breathe
while stroking his chest over my hypersensitive nipples. He keeps me on

the same edge he’s riding, and I don’t know how much longer I can take it

before I set this entire room on fire.
“I need…I need…” My frantic eyes search his. Where are my words?

“I know.” He claims my mouth again and reaches between us, using those

talented fingers to stroke me into another orgasm, and light flashes again,
followed by thunder and darkness as I come apart under him.

Pleasure takes me in waves, rolling through me again and again until all I

can do is clutch Xaden’s shoulders and ride it out in blissful surrender.
“Beautiful,” he whispers.

The second I come down, his rhythm breaks, and he presses my knee up
toward my chest and takes me even deeper. I rock my hips up to meet his,