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Chapter 12
Harmonia
In the blink of an eye, we’re standing in the open living area at the house, looking out over the countryside and the city below like we weren’t just there moments ago.
“What the fuck was that?” The words fly from my mouth before I can stop them as I whirl around to face a confused Malik.
“You asked earlier about cutting out the middleman and just using my magic, so I did the quickest thing I could to get you to safety.” His explanation sounds convincing enough but it still doesn’t settle my racing heart.
“Yeah, but shit, I think I might be sick,” I mumble, my hand falling to my stomach as I attempt to take a deep breath. “You could have used a portal or something, that’s some extreme travel sickness waiting to happen,” I add, nausea churning inside of me as Malik sheepishly stares down at me.
“I want to apologize but I also feel like you’re being a tad dramatic right now.” He steps away, moving over to the fridge and returning a moment later with a bottle of water, waving it in front of my face with a smirk on his lips. “Here, drink this, I went to the effort of walking all the way over to the fridge and back instead of shaking it up when transporting it with my magic.”
Glaring at him, I take the water from his hand. “Now who’s being dramatic with a ridiculous amount of sass?”
He chuckles under his breath and I take a few small sips of the water, my stomach easing as I turn to face him. I’m slightly disappointed that I was pulled from the situation so quickly, but I also know these three, and if danger is around, they’ll do everything and anything to get me out of harm’s way.
I offer Malik a small smile as he eyes me curiously, like he can’t decide or predict what is about to come out of my mouth. “One day I hope you guys can see how strong I am. I can’t deny the fact that my heart soars knowing you always want to protect me, but I don’t want to live forever as a damsel in distress.”
Malik cuts the distance between us, eradicating any space that remains as he stands toe to toe with me, leaning in so my chest brushes against his. With him this close I can barely think, everything in my mind stuck on him and the current safety of Talon and Alexi.
“Harmonia, you will forever be the sweetness, light, and euphoria that engulfs us. That will never change. But you have to see, we’re not the same as we once were.” His chest heaves with every breath he takes and my heart clenches with every syllable that falls from his mouth. “We’re not the little princes that lived on your street anymore. We’re not helpless boys with no outlet in life, and we’re no longer afraid of what lurks in the darkness.” He cups my chin, tilting my head back further as I stare into his green eyes with awe. “We’ve seen what hides there, and they’re no different than us. We’re beasts beneath the surface, Harmonia. Just as rotten to the core. Sometimes I feel villainous, not for killing people or being a part of deciding their fate, but because I want you to love me despite all of that. I want to bask in your glow and feed from your soul so that we’re one. So that you never leave again.”
He’s raw, he’s real, and oh-so-fucking vulnerable, and feeling that vulnerability wrap around me is a sensation I’ve never felt before.
My eyes well with unshed tears as I stare at the man before me. The man I refuse to believe can be any of those things, not one, but what words can I offer that will allow him to see himself through my eyes? He’s not a monster, or a beast, or any other word he might try to use. He’s mine. Always has been, always will be.
I knew it when I was a child, when I loved them so differently compared to everyone else around me, not truly understanding how or why, but I do now. I know it now with complete certainty.
Lifting my hands to his shoulders, I feel the tense cords in his neck against my palms as I rise up on my tiptoes. My confidence expands around me, leaving no room for doubt as I stare deep into his eyes and let the truth spill from my lips.
“Malik, you guys have always been my hopes, my dreams, my future. That has never changed. Not with the distance or time between us, and certainly not because of what your role in the supernatural world entails.” I gasp for breath, my emotions getting the better of me as his hands drop to my waist, squeezing me so hard it’s like he’s trying to be sure I’m real. “I’ve missed you, Malik.”
His forehead falls to mine, our breaths mingling between us as I pant, struggling to breathe with how exposed we are right now.
“I can’t tell you how broken I’ve felt since we left… since you didn’t follow,” he admits, his words tightening my chest as regret fills me.
“I thought you would have tried harder, or at least given me a chance to think, to process. All I ever wanted is for everything between us to be real, and not because some prophecy said so. I wanted you to want me like I—”
My words are cut off with a kiss that is so gentle-yet-punishing all at once that I feel nothing except the tingling in my lips where we’re joined. It’s like my soul is taking a breath for the first time in forever as my hands trail around to the back of his neck, holding him closer to me as I cling to him with everything I have.
Our lips collide again and again, molding together as my heart pounds in my chest. Neither of us want to pull apart to take a breath. We don’t want to end this moment, and as far as I’m concerned, we shouldn’t have to.
Heat and desire ripples down my spine as I use my lips to express how much he means to me. It feels reckless, and new, and everything all at once.
I might be a virgin, but I’ve kissed a few guys. Although, nothing like this.
So explosive. So intoxicating. So powerful.
“Fuck, Harmonia.” His voice is hoarse and he places his forehead against mine once more, catching his breath as he peers into my eyes, caressing my soul.
“I need you, Malik.” The truth tumbles from my mouth, hanging between us as I watch his pupils blow right before my very eyes. His fingers dig into my hips as he seems to fight with himself over the next step, or more specifically, if there should be one. “Please.”
The word is a whispered breath from my lips, pleading with him as I run my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, and the single word somehow manages to break through the final barrier still separating us.
I don’t know who moves first, whether I jump or he lifts me, but with my next breath my legs are wrapped around his waist, my lips fused to his mouth and my fingers gripping the ends of his hair. My back hits a wall before I even realize we’re moving as Malik palms my ass through my jeans and I groan against his lips.
“Upstairs,” Malik grunts. Before I can protest and beg for him to take me right here and now, he snaps his fingers. His familiar room comes into view for a moment, and I, thankfully, don’t feel as queasy this time as he takes a few strides toward his bed, dropping me unceremoniously before him causing me to squeak in surprise.
