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Harlow

Saturday Evening

Dark Haven Roof

T he feel of Kol’s hands on my body was indescribable. There was an almost static charge between us, zapping me, making my skin tingle and my hips grind into him.

The draw I’d felt to him from the beginning was so strong now that even my stubbornness couldn’t keep him away.

His scent of darkness, spice, and night skies was seeping into my senses and refusing to be ignored.

“You’re mine, Harlow. I’m going to take my time enjoying you.”

His words were a primal growl as his pointed teeth grazed over my skin. The sharp sting of pain wasn’t soothed, it was enhanced as whatever supernatural bond formed between us fell into place.

He pushed every bit of his need for me into the bond, mixing it with my own until I needed him more than I needed to breathe. He was going to own me in ways I’d never known, and I wanted it.

The electricity between us continued to grow until I was panting for breath and desperate for him to give me more. Fingertips, claws, teeth, and lips teased over me as he pushed his cold, stone-like skin against mine.

Kol let out a soft chuckle as I writhed against him, knowing damn well what he was doing to me. I never expected the mix of gentle feather-light touches and the sharp pain he fed me.

He was a contrast of hard and soft and fuck, I loved it.

My gargoyle was magnificent. A sight to behold as I drank him in through half-lidded eyes.

His dark wings spanned out against the backdrop of the night sky. His skin was hard and cold, a huge difference to my feverish flesh. He both soothed and goaded me with each brush of his body against mine.

He backed off, ignoring my protests as he tore the pants away he’d had on, revealing an expanse of hard lines, thick muscles, and a cock that made me salivate.

He was long and thick, ridged so I knew it would feel phenomenal. The ridges lining his length were wide and thick, adding to his girth. He would split me as much as Monty did, but I knew it would be a very different experience.

They were both monsters in their own right, but also opposites.

His thick, pointed tail flicked behind him, as if it were as hungry to touch me as he was.

Fucking Kol would not be gentle or kind, he was full of claws, fangs, and stone, ready to destroy me in the best and worst of ways.

“I’m not yours,” I uttered weakly.

They all loved to try to own me, possess me, but I wasn’t anyone’s property.

At least I tried to tell myself that.

Monty, Drake, Hiro, Roman, and now him all had flooded my senses, changed me in ways I knew I’d never go back from.

Nor did I want to.

Sure, I wanted to fight, to cling to some sense of independence and normalcy, but without them I’d be the same broken girl I always was.

Even as they possessed me, owned my body and my heart, they never took more than I could handle, never left me desolate when they walked away.

He let out a rumble of annoyance before sinking his teeth into my neck. I cried out at the pain but something swirled in my veins, cold and icy as it flooded my system, making my head spin.

My entire body was sensitive now, each brush of his fingers or tongue sending goose bumps over me and pleasure slamming into me like a tidal wave. It was strong enough it stole my breath and chased away my thoughts. All I knew was the sensation of his harsh touches as he learned every inch of my body.

Then something shifted. Ice spread through my veins, burning brightly so it contrasted with the sensitivity he’d induced in me.

“What did you do to me?” My words were a quiet, slurred rasp.

Lights danced around him, the world blurring until it was just him and me.

I still had control, but everything felt so much more intense. The touches, his scent, the need.

“Didn’t you know? Gargoyles have venom. Just a little hint of it is enough to heighten your senses, to drive you crazy and let you take my cock. By the time I finish with you, mate, you’ll only know how to scream. I’ll take care of you, omega. Give in to me.”

“Please,” I begged, already overwhelmed and unsure what I was asking.

Shadows danced in and out of our bubble, reminding me they never left me for long.

Kol’s answer was to rake a claw down my body, slicing through my clothes and exposing my flesh to him. Glowing silver eyes slowly moved over me, taking in every inch like he couldn’t get enough.

My pussy throbbed painfully at the attention and a small whimper escaped despite me desperately trying to keep it in. A keening whine begged him to give me what I craved. Slick was dripping from my needy core, preparing me to take every impressive inch of this beast.

Kol skimmed his claws over me again, this time on my naked flesh, from throat to thigh. He was slowly etching angry red lines down my body without actually cutting into me.

He could if he wanted to, and it was a breathtaking show of control that he could toy with me like this.

The acute pain lit my skin on fire, burning just under the surface until I felt like I was being consumed by an inferno.

It was everything.

Another wave of slick was already coating my thighs and if not for the fear he’d actually cause me harm if I moved, I’d be bucking into him, demanding he give me more than this.

As if in response to my thoughts, his tail slapped over my needy cunt before slamming into my core.

It was too much too fast. Too unexpected.

My body arched off of the hard roof. I gasped, thrusting into him, which was met by a hiss of pain as his claws dug farther into my flesh. He snatched his claw away but I could smell the copper and feel the warmth of blood running over my torso.

“Don’t move, mate,” he warned. “Just take it.”

“Please,” I whimpered. There was no real thought behind the word but there didn’t need to be. Kol’s wolfish grin was proof of how much he enjoyed watching me struggle, begging for his touch and knowing I’d only get it when he decided to give in to me.

His tail fucked me slowly, rocking in and out of me as he painted my skin with his marks. Kol acted as if I were his personal canvas, staking his claim on my unmarred flesh so no matter who took me next, they’d know he was mine.

My eyes fell closed as I lost myself in the mix of hot and cold, painful and gentle fucking. The venom still coursed through me, pushing every sensation to new heights that I could barely comprehend.

Fuck, it all felt so good.

Raw, primal, his.

“Don’t stop watching me, mate. I want to see your eyes as you fall apart for me,” he ordered.

My eyes snapped open in time to see him dip his head down, long tongue flicking out to taste my skin. He rumbled at the flavor, flattening his tongue and licking the valley of my breasts before tracing them.

The cold seeped into my now-wet skin and my body shook in response. I’d never been so overwhelmed by simple sensations in my life.

He hummed in approval as he reached the blood on my torso, lapping it up and flickering it over the cut before digging his fangs in.

Another surge of pain and venom hit me as his tail plunged into me, the slick now pouring out of me as I gave way to the vulnerability of this bonding.

My hands gravitated toward my mate, reaching out for something to brace myself on.

Kol moved with preternatural speed, snatching and shoving them over my head, pinning me to the rough surface of the roof with no mercy.

My punishment was his mouth on my nipple, sucking hard enough I saw stars, then swirling his tongue around it as if to soothe, only to do it again.

He was a constant push and pull of power and hunger. As if he’d owned my body all along and was feasting on me now that he finally got a taste.

The moment I got lost in my head, letting the pleasure swim around me and venom fog my brain, he’d bring me back by sinking his fangs into me. The pain was impossible to ignore, sobering me instantly before he lapped at the blood and soothed it away, humming in satisfaction like he’d earned a reward.

All the while, his tail continued to fuck me.

At some point it had stopped rampaging my pussy. Now, it was slow and gentle, nothing like the man himself.

It kept me hyperaware and on the edge of an orgasm but never tipping over.

Anytime I writhed against it or a jolt of lust shocked through me, he’d slow down, ensuring I’d never reach an actual climax. My gargoyle was using the bond to his advantage now, including it in his torture.

Kol’s control and ability to move his body separately, but precisely, was impressive.

“Do you feel it? The way I own your pleasure, control you, possess every sense until all you are and all you know is me?” he husked out, his voice such a low rumble it reverberated through my body, consuming me just as he’d described.

“Please,” I begged. “I need you to fuck me.”

“You couldn’t handle me right now. I’d break you in half on my cock.”

“Good,” I whimpered. “Give it to me. I can take it.”

He pulled his tail from my pussy, the tip slapping me again before pulling away completely.

The loss had my breath catching and the gargoyle stared down at me, watching me fall apart at the lack of attention. My body arched toward him, my core clenching around emptiness, my wrists fighting against the hold.

Finally he moved again, releasing my hands before inching two clawed fingers into me, scraping lightly over the sensitive flesh as he prepared me for his thick shaft. His tail rejoined him, pushing past his digits to stretch me farther.

His free hand teased down my cheek, tracing my body, from my throat, to over my breasts and down to my hip.

“My marks look good on you,” he noted with satisfaction that pulsed through our bond. His sharp finger traced over the bite mark on my breast, then to my neck. “Touch yourself, Harlow. I want to feel you clench around my fingers like you never want me to stop. Unravel as I fill you up, stretch you for my knot.”

Even though he’d released my hands, I hadn’t bothered to move in fear of consequences. The moment he gave me permission, I pushed my fingers down my body to my clit, giving myself the push I needed.

I’d barely swirled my fingers over my swollen clit twice before my orgasm slammed into me.

My vision blurred and my body arched, pussy clenching hungrily around his fingers and my voice ringing out into the night.

If anyone wondered who I belonged to before, they had no doubts now as I screamed out his name.

“There it is,” he groaned before pulling his hands away. He brought his glistening fingers to his mouth, sucking every bit of my slick from them before finally settling between my legs.

The tip of his rock-hard cock teased over my swollen pussy. Even his dick was freezing cold like stone. The icy feel had me sighing in relief, only for him to pull away.

“Kol!” I yelled in frustration, my voice wavering and unhinged. He laughed cruelly before slamming forward, spearing me on his cock.

My pleas turned to screams as it felt like my body was splitting in two. Just like Monty, my gargoyle didn’t care if he broke me. He pulled out only to slam home again, each ridge teasing over my walls with each thrust. Kol was lost in me now, fucking into me mercilessly. It was exquisite torture and I never wanted to recover.

The searing pain finally melded into white-hot bliss. Soon I was meeting him thrust for thrust, hungry for everything he gave me.

The satisfaction that rang through him echoed in my chest and the bite throbbed as a reminder of what he’d done.

Yet, I had no regret.

These men... or monsters, had turned me into a masochist, hungry for their pain.

In a swoop of his arms, I was clinging to him, legs wrapped around him and arms digging into his shoulders as he lifted us into the air, cock still buried deep inside of me.

His knot was pushing into me as it swelled, thicker than any knot I’d ever taken. Paired with the ridges and shallow thrusts as he pushed his knot deeper, I was lost to him. My body shook as orgasm after orgasm was wrung from my limp body.

Even as I drifted in and out of consciousness, I never wanted it to end.

We hung in the air, his wings keeping us afloat as his hands settled on my hips, fucking me as we hovered over Dark Haven.

My body shook and my head fell back, cool air whipping around me as he grinded my clit on him.

With a primal yell into the night sky he slammed me down one last time, holding me tight against him and rolling his hips as he mercilessly teased my clit. My nails bit into his skin, not caring if I drew blood, as my body clamped around him, the orgasm as painful as it was pure fucking bliss.

He fucked me through it, moving my body again as he saw fit. There was no time to recover between orgasms. My body was his to use, my pleasure his to control.

Kol came not long after, letting out one last feral roar into the night as he slammed me down on his cock so hard I knew I’d bruise.

He didn’t drop us back down as our breathing evened out and his knot finally released me. Kol said nothing until I had to break the silence.

“Are you planning on landing anytime tonight?” I joked.

He leveled me with that glowing stare. There was no emotion on his face. He simply looked… serene.

“No, I’m forcing my seed so far inside of you that it’ll drip out of you for days,” he hissed with a hoarse chuckle. He ran his jaw along my neck and collarbone, transferring more of his scent onto me like he hadn’t covered me in it already.

Kol finally dropped us down to the rooftop despite his words, pulling out of me and grinning as cum dripped down my thighs. His eyes tracked the movement, and I knew that smug look meant he was hoping it wouldn’t go unnoticed by my other men.

His scent was all over me, mixing with my own thoroughly enough I knew a shower wouldn’t mask it.

“As amusing as this is, I’m going to need to clean up,” I pointed out. He simply pointed to the door, dismissing me and finding it more than a little amusing that I growled. “You’re an asshole. Maybe I should call Monty?”

He moved so fast I couldn’t even gasp, his hand wrapping around my throat and squeezing just enough to put me in my place.

“Do not think for a second, mate, that I’ll bow to your demands and your threats,” he ground out, looking more monster than man in this moment.

All humanity was gone and all that was left was a terrifying creature ready to punish me for my transgressions.

Our bond gave the alpha away. His euphoria was thrumming within our connection.

“Don’t fucking think for a second that I’ll take this,” I bit out. “We may have fucked, but it will be the last fucking time you touch me if this is how you’re going to treat me. Maybe this was acceptable in Helheim, but here? Not. Fucking. Happening.”

“Let go of her,” Monty’s words were low and icy. Each word slung like a dagger in battle. The hand was forced from my throat as shadows wrapped around me, pulling me to my demon’s side.

“You’re not the only monster in these halls, Kol. Fuck you for thinking you could push me around. Fucking me rough is one thing, taking it past that and thinking you can dictate who I talk to and what I allow is another,” I said. “Monty, send me to the library please.”

“Let’s go, little human,” he said, more than a bit smug at saving me from the gargoyle who simply stood there, glaring at us both. “You have a lot to learn about humans. I suggest you figure it out before you find yourself without a mate.”

Monty whisked us away before he could respond, and I’d never been more grateful for his powers than in this moment.

Monty

Harlow wanted to go to the library but I brought her to the showers instead, standing vigil as she washed the gargoyle’s filth from her body. Sharing with other men and even a half demon was one thing, but allowing a gargoyle bastard to disrespect what was mine was another.

The fact she seemed more pissed off about his possessive claiming than triggered meant he’d get to keep his life.

The moment she was back in the library, I had only one thing on my mind.

Justice for my little human.

Kol was still on the roof when I materialized in front of him. I let my anger aid me as I lashed out, gripping him around the throat and binding his body with every layer of shadows I could manage.

The resounding roar was soon muffled as I covered his mouth for good measure.

The burst of power drew my loyal demons to my side. They were far diminished from where they once were but they didn’t hesitate to come to my aide.

An act that would only help them survive this brewing tension.

“Hold him.” My order was followed with precision as they moved in and surrounded him until only his eyes were visible. Kol was under the impression I was weaker than him, that he could act without consequence.

Something I intended to fix.

“Let me make something very clear to you, gargoyle.” I kept my voice deathly calm as I moved closer, leaning down and forming darkness around us so all he could focus on was my face.

His eyes widened as I removed my bone-clad mask, showing him the demon underneath. My mouth split into a grin and I cocked my head to the side as I studied him.

The uncertainty that clung to the air was exactly what I was aiming for. I wanted these words to seep through that thick skull of his. Times had changed and so had the world he knew. If he didn’t adjust he’d be eaten alive.

Preferably by me.

“Harlow will not be your plaything. She may be your mate, but you will earn that right and she will make you work for it after tonight. You took more than she wanted to give, and for that, you will suffer. That man you hunt? He also took too much from her, though she was far less willing. Don’t group yourself with the trash that came before you, gargoyle.”

His eyes shifted from shocked to furious.

Good.

Let him know what he walked into, what he’s dealing with, because right now he was making enemies on the wrong side of this war.

“If you ever even think of pushing Harlow to her limits or try to force your emotionless alpha bullshit on her again, I’ll cut your dick off and send you back to Helheim in ashes, consequences be damned.”

I wasn’t perfect, but I’d learned a lot from my little human. Even when I broke her body, I soothed it and ensured her other mates were there to catch her and bring her back to reality safely.

He needed to learn to do the same. Having a human mate meant melding two worlds to give her what she needed.

For emphasis I tightened my shadows around him to the point his eyes were popping out of his skull.

Only then did I let them shift away and call my guards off, letting him fall to the ground.

“Don’t test me again, Kol. I won’t be so pleasant next time.”