Page 134 of A Fate in Flames

His head slammed back, a violent curse leaving his lips.His body tensed, cock pulsing as he finally gave in.

A roar tore from his chest as he came, his hot and thick release spilling into my mouth.

I stayed still, letting him fill me completely.

He shuddered, chest heaving.“Pull back.Let me see.”

With my lips still wrapped around him, I pulled back just enough to show him what I held.

“Open wider,” he growled.

I obeyed.

“Good girl,” he murmured darkly.“Now—swallow.”

Never breaking eye contact, I tilted my head back and swallowed.

Dalkhan let out a low, vicious sound.Pride and hunger warred across his face as he bit his lower lip.

“Fuck.You don’t even know what that just did to me.”

He yanked me up into his lap, his hands hot against my waist.Gripping the nape of my neck, he claimed my mouth with his own.

“You’remine, Elira.”

I finally realised where I was.

His chambers.

The smell of oud and fire lingered in the air.Even in his absence, his presence still flowed through the space, wrapping around me like an invisible chain.

Dalkhan had left vanished into smoke and shadow, but not without a parting command.

“Stay.I’m not done with you yet.”

I pulled the silken black sheet from his bed, wrapping it tightly around myself.The room was carved into the mountain’s peak, towering above the world.The entire length of one wall was open to the sky, a balcony that stretched endlessly into the night, letting the darkness spill in like water.

Pale moonlight pooled over the dark stone, casting shadows between the torches that lined the walls, their flames licking the air hungrily.Shadows seemed to shift and twist in the dim glow, as if watching me.

At the centre of it all, his massive bed was a throne in its own right.Linens tangled, furs spilling over the edge, the carved wooden frame commanding the space with silent authority.

Against the back wall, a familiar chair loomed.

My lips twitched, a flush flooding my cheeks.

I pulled the sheet tighter around myself.

What am I doing?I shouldn’t be here.

My bare feet slapped against the floor as I rushed to the balcony, each step echoing in the vast space.Night wind whipped around me, tearing at my hair and cooling the fever that burned beneath my skin.I clutched the rough railing with both hands and leaned forward.The world was spread beneath me like a tapestry of shadow and light.

The drop was endless.Dizzying.

Just as my heartbeat began to steady, something sharp and searing sliced like a blade between my eyes.

I yelped, jerking backward as white-hot pain lanced through my skull.

Zaheera.