Page 26 of Darkhan

Zeno pinned her to the glass in a rush of movement, lifting her arms over her head. “Are you trying to kill yourself?”

Right. She had guessed he would probably be upset with her choice of tactic.

Harmony offered him a calm smile. “No.” She stretched her fingers and curled them over his hands as best she could. “I want you, Zeno. I wantus. And I wanted to make it clear that I want all of you, not just the human side you usually wear around me.” She licked her wind-chapped lips. “I was hoping to show you—to prove to you—that I trust you. I trust you completely.”

His burning stare dropped down her frame for a lingering second and his Adam’s apple bobbed with a hard swallow. “Harmony,” he said, his voice rough. “You don’t have to do reckless things for that.”

“I know. But every once in a while, something a little reckless might be fun…” She trailed off and used his own strength to hook her legs over his hips, drawing their bodies closer. “Will you let me see more of you, if I ask without jumping from high places?”

Zeno groaned low and bowed his head, dragging his nose the length of her throat. “I’ll take you somewhere it’s safer for me to linger in that form and let you gaze to your heart’s content, if that’s what you want.” He moved her hands into one of his, then reached down and lowered the zipper of her dress. “More importantly, Little Dove, are you sure you want this? I need to hear the words.”

Harmony crossed her ankles over his butt, rocking her clothed center against his freshly risen erection, and sought out his almost glowing eyes. “Am I sure I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk again? Or am I sure I want to accept you forever and do that soul-bonding thing you talked about? Because the answer is yes, Zeno Darkhan. I am very sure.” She watched his eyes widen a little, felt his chest heave with a hard breath, andsoftened her tone as much as she dared. “I love you, Zeno.”

Zeno growled and crushed his lips to hers, releasing her hands in favor of peeling the loosened dress down enough to let her boobs spill free. His tongue pushed into her mouth and he moved one hand to palm a breast while the other dipped lower to reach below and squeeze her ass.

Harmony mewled against him, shoving her fingers into his loose hair and arching into his touch. He kissed her fiercely, his thumb rolling over her nipple as he rocked his length over her. Then all at once he broke the kiss, trailing his lips and tongue across her jaw, and the hand at her chest lowered to join the other beneath her skirt.

“Tell me now while I can think,” he said, his fingers dipping beneath her panties, “where do you want my mark, Little Dove?”

She gasped as he pumped two fingers into her aching core and curled them inside her. “I-I only get one?”

She felt him smirk against her before promptly sucking a hickey into her skin. “Only one that’spermanent.”

Harmony did her best to think through her options. She always loved when Zeno teased her with his teeth, it never mattered where. She also loved when he buried his face in her neck or her hair, or the valley between her boobs. To say nothing for between her legs, of course.

“Harmony,” Zeno said, voice thick and husky. “I need an answer.”

She sucked in a breath, realizing her brain was becoming muddled. “M-my neck,” she said, panting. “Where you like to nuzzle me.”

His chest vibrated with a low hum of approval. “Good girl.” He extended his thumb and rolled it across her clit, and just like that she shuddered in blistering release. Harmony was still gasping for breath when he ripped her panties from her, butinstead of letting the shredded material blow away, he turned his head and puffed out a small flame. Incinerating them.

She choked on a laugh. “Did you—really?”

Zeno pushed her skirt up to her waist and leaned in to trail more kisses along her jaw. “You thought I’d let your used panties be found by someone else?”

Harmony rolled her eyes, still laughing, and tugged on his hair until he raised his head for a wet kiss. She felt him pushing at her entrance and rocked her hips in invitation.

Zeno broke the kiss with a possessive growl. “Now, and forever, you aremine.” He dipped his head, and she nearly missed the blurry ripple of skin that indicated a partial shift before his face was out of sight. An instant later he snapped his hips forward, filling her in a single satisfying thrust that had her crying out. Something briefly sharp and intensely warm shot through her at her neck even as she adjusted to his girth, sending searing, almost overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

Harmony clung to him as her body rode the wave, feeling cognizant and yet not at the same time. She knew only that she was in Zeno’s arms, and she’d never felt so good.

Zeno rocked with her for a moment before dragging out and slamming back into her pussy, his fingers digging into her ass to hold her hips mostly still. She felt his tongue slide up her neck, then down to dip between her breasts, before retreating from her skin. His hips never stopped. Once he started thrusting he became like a man possessed, driving his thick length in and out of her body in deep strokes.

The next orgasm crashed over her without warning and Harmony screamed her ecstasy, his name disappearing into the wind still whipping around them.

Zeno stepped away from the window, turned, and lowered Harmony to her feet. He bent her forward and moved her hands to the railing, purposefully curling her fingers aroundthe metal bars before kicking her feet wide.

The breath rushed from her as she realized his intent, fresh excitement coursing through her. She had her dress on, but her boobs were dangling free and her panties were nonexistent, so the dress was a strange technicality. Although the nearest neighboring skyscraper didn’t actually have a facing view.

Then her brain shut off as Zeno slid his cock over her sopping, exposed pussy before driving himself inside once more. He held her hips in a bruising grip and grunted a curse she barely heard over the wind. “Fuck, Harmony, you fit me so well. I’m going to fill you up every day until your belly is swollen with our child.”

She had to lower her forehead to the cool metal railing. “Yes, yes, please,” she said on a gasp. She pushed her hips backward as best she could, trying to grind against him. “Zeno!”

He slammed into her one more time and let out a roar, a larger burst of flame filling the air—warming the air—overhead as he finally released inside her.

Harmony followed him over, another shout tearing from her lips.

Their hips rocked together for several long seconds before her knees threatened to buckle. He caught her around the waist, sweeping her up into his arms, and she offered him a tired laugh. “I think I’m ready to go inside now.”

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