Read Where the Snow Falls (Seasons of Betrayal Book 2) for Free Online

and beautiful with him.
    That demand was lost when Kaz curled his fingers on the plunge, and then widened them on the withdrawal. It’d been too long since she had him touching her like this, and she’d almost forgotten what it felt like.
    Almost .
    Except she couldn’t forget at all, her memories had not done his talents any justice, and her own hand had repeatedly failed to do what his could.
    This was perfect—bliss.
    So she took his fingers and lost herself to the sounds of his harsh breaths, the flickers of pleasure starting to lick through her veins, and the wetness of her arousal smearing her thighs.
    So fucking good.
    “Come for me,” Kaz urged, his tone a husky whisper, “and I’ll really make it good, krasivaya .”
    Violet let her fingernails dig into the thin skin of his wrist, knowing damn well he’d feel it. She didn’t want soft, and she didn’t fucking need easy, so she wanted to make sure he still understood that.
    “Make me,” she taunted, breathless.
    Kaz sneered. He thrust his fingers a little harder, and his thumb drove into her clit a bit rougher. Another quick curl of his fingers against her G-spot and Violet exploded on the inside, sensations bursting under her heated skin like sparks from live wires.
    It was enough to silence the world around her for just that brief moment. With the relief of the orgasm came a whole slew of emotions as four months just caught right back up to her in a single blink.
    Jesus.
    “ Kaz .”
    His name came clawing out of her throat—harsh, high, and broken.
    She wasn't sure what did it for him—what made him snap. Her coming or her screaming out his name. But the cloying sensations of the orgasm weren’t even gone from her bloodstream before he was flipping her over and forcing her to her knees. Blinded by the waves of her hair for a moment, Violet could only take in breath after shuddering breath of air as his hands raked down her sensitive skin.
    Along her sides, back up her spine, then down again, and over the swell of her ass. When his one palm left her backside, she took the chance to inhale, knowing what was coming next.
    The first swat made her sigh.
    The second, placed a little lower, made her fingers curl hard into the sheets.
    The third, landing close enough to her pussy that the tips of his fingers grazed her sex, had her moaning again.
    They hadn’t been sweet or playful.
    Her ass stung, and she felt the heat of the slaps traveling straight to the spot between her thighs. Kaz hummed under his breath, appreciative and sinful.
    “That’s a nice color, Violet,” he said behind her.
    Christ.
    Why was her throat so dry?
    She couldn’t make words form .
    Behind her, he moved on the bed, and she peered over her shoulder, making her hair fall out of the way so she could see again. Kaz kicked off his boxer-briefs before he reached out and grasped her inner thigh, squeezing tight and letting his fingers dig in deep enough to hurt.
    “Wider,” he demanded, his hand sliding up from her thigh to her sex again. Violet complied with his command, feeling him move in behind her again. The hard, thick line of his erection pressing into her backside had her stomach clenching with need again. “And we can’t have this, either, Violet.”
    “What?”
    His hands found hers clenching the sheets. He carefully unfurled her fingers before bringing her hands up and putting them on the small headboard. It was only a foot higher than the bed itself and covered in soft, cool leather.
    “I am going to scratch that all to hell,” Violet told him. “It’ll ruin it.”
    Kaz just laughed. “Someone has to do it. Better it be you than to notice after it’s already been done by someone else, no?”
    “That’s awful.”
    “Maybe so.” Kaz’s hand landed on the other side of her ass with a fast, hard swat, making her yelp at the surprise slap. “Don’t let go, though.”
    Fuck .
    Violet opened her mouth to give him another smart-ass reply, but he leaned over her