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I play with the soft strands of his hair, lightly running my fingers through the thickness. It’s long enough to curl around the collar of his shirts when he’s dressed and decadently soft between my fingers right now.
“I had them done. I saw you liked them in the women you bring here.”
He swears something under his breath and the pained look on his face spills a story’s worth of emotion between us.
“I’m sorry,” I start before cutting my words off abruptly. I’m not entirely sure I’m sorry at all.
I can feel an odd sensation gurgle up inside me and I know it instantly. Panic of him pushing me away makes the air in my lungs feel poisonous.
It’s not often I don’t get what I want and Hark is about the only person on this planet who has the power to take everything away from me with just a couple of words.
“What the hell are you doing back here watching me?”
I reach for a bar and tweak it a little, drawing his eyes. The pain and pleasure shooting through me come in just the right amounts. “Wishing I could be the one to please you.” I offer in a sultry moan, hoping it covers the jittery nerves wobbling my words.
“Fuck you, Asena. Fuck you and what you’re doing,” he says with no heat to his curse.
It seems his hunger finally wins. Warm lips wrap around my left nipple and Hark does wicked things with his tongue. Spikes of torturous pleasure crash over me. It drags me under before I can gather enough sense to kick my way back to the surface. He moves to the next and repeats those same moves, laving, sucking, and biting until I’m panting.
As quickly as he takes them in his mouth, he releases me, jerking his head back to glare down at me.
“Hark, I’ve dreamed of this. Dreamed of you. Don’t stop.” My words come out just as frayed and rushed as I feel.
He considers me for a moment before a deep frown snaps into place and its power reverberates inside me.
It would be easy to walk away and put this whole night behind us, but I’ve come this far, damn it so I’m not about to back down.
He lowers me to the floor and steps away. But he doesn’t go too far.
Before I find my common sense and run out the front door, I’m back on my knees. Tempting fate, I gently glide my hand over his cock before wrapping my fingers around his length. While looking up the long expanse of his rock-hard abs I take the first taste of his hot milk.
I look on and watch him fight to breathe. My heart kicks up at the sight of his rigid body rippling with the amount of control it takes to hold back.
“You don’t need to resist if I’m offering, Hark,” I say with a slight shrug.
Hell moves over his expression. “You don’t know what you’re asking for. I’m not some quick fuck, Asena. What I want will leave you broken. The way I’ll take you. Use you. Run, little girl.”
He takes my hair in hand and tilts my head up until I have no option but to look him in the eye.
Don’t show fear. Don’t show fear.
Those dark eyes hold horrors I have no doubt haunt his nightmares. There’s a side to Hark I have never seen and frankly, it makes me shiver. What kind of person does it make me that I find his mysterious side sexy and alluring?
I slowly lean forward and place a light kiss over a scar on his abdomen. I trail farther down until it’s his shaft I’m kissing.
“Ah, fuck.”
“Yes.” It comes out as a plea.
He chuckles, the hand in my hair tightening. His head is down, eyes closed. “You’re made of too much good and light, Princess. Go home. For God’s sake, save us both.”
He clenches and unclenches his free hand by his side. Whatever has him rooted in place is strong and unmoving. Almost stronger than me. Almost.
“Are you really going to turn me away? And on my birthday?” I woke up today determined to see the status quo between us turned on its head. I’m nearly there.
“Damn you, Asena. Damn you,” he grunts with a raspy breath, looking torn about accepting the inevitable. Poor man. Those lashes peel back and I’m mesmerized all over again. The warning on his lips reflects in their depths. I’m waking the monster inside.
The weight of him relinquishing a piece of his monumental control hits me with the force of an earthquake. No one shakes John Hark. Except me apparently.
