Chapter 444

Zavian stared at her, utterly dumbfounded.

For a breathless moment, he said nothing, studying her tear-streaked face, the way her lashes fluttered like fragile wings, the way her chest still heaved as though drawing in air was a newfound gift.

Then a low, rumbling chuckle escaped him, rolling from deep within his chest and vibrating through the space between them.

He shook his head in disbelief, as if he couldn’t fathom how the universe had given him someone like her.

This little woman... this soft, breakable thing beneath him was the perfect picture of naïveté. So untouched by darkness, so unaware of the storm she had willingly thrown herself into.

“You need to stop reading dirty novels, little girl,” he mused, slowly burying himself inside her, stretching her inch by inch once more.

Emmeline’s lips parted in an inaudible gasp, caught somewhere between disbelief and ecstasy.

Her eyes fluttered then rolled back in their sockets. Lashes quive