On a Journey To Find Love. [Zarry]

Chapter 38

Zayn drew him into his arms. He grabbed his face gently, his icy fingers causing Harry to shiver for other reasons than the cold. 

"Harry. I don't want to bite you if the reason you are allowing it is to end my pain. I want you to want it for yourself. Not for me."

Harry opened his mouth to protest, but Zayn put a finger on Harry's lips. "Think about it first. If I bit you now, what would it mean to you? Or to your plan to become a ruler? I want you to make the choice thinking of how it will benefit you."

Benefit him? Harry didn't want Zayn to bite him to benefit from it. Harry wanted Zayn to bite him because… because…

Why did Harry want to be bitten?

There was no particular reason. It was just an urge Harry couldn't explain. A part of him that knew Harry belonged to this ancient golden-eyed demon, and he belonged to Harry. 

Maybe Harry shouldn't rush it if he wasn't so sure. Zayn was willing to wait, and Harry had his family and friends to think about. Harry didn't want to hurt anyone, and at the moment both his mother and Zarin were not happy with his choice. 

"Will you be alright without biting me?" Harry asked. 

"Yes, I am," Zayn said, caressing his cheek with the back of his hand. 

Harry closed his eyes. His nearness and his touch calmed Harry and inflamed him at the same time. 

"Harry." He whispered Harry's name. 

His voice called to Harry, awoke something deep in him and Harry opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were back to golden, but they gleamed in the dark as he gazed down at Harry. 

"I think I owe you a proper kiss." His voice was low and his face close to Harry. 

Harry had never felt his heartbeat so fast and his stomach fluttered. Slowly his hand slid to the back of Harry's head and Zayn brought his face even closer. Harry could feel his hot breath against his skin. Harry shut his eyes tightly and stopped breathing as he waited. 

Harry's body went rigid with surprise when he pressed his lips against him. His mind shut down, his heart raced even faster and the butterflies in his stomach went wild. Heat spread through his being, deep into his soul, and provoked something inside of him that had been sleeping. 

The feeling was overwhelming. It made him giddy and weak in the knees. As if Zayn knew, he pulled back, and Harry went limp in his arms. 

Zayn carried him up with ease and started walking back to the beach. What was happening to Harry? It looked like the stars in the sky were dancing and the moon seemed to smile at him. 

Harry could still feel the butterflies in his stomach and his heart was still drumming in his ears. 

"What happened?" Harry breathed, leaning against his shoulder as he carried him back. 

Zayn lay him down on the sand and watched him carefully. Harry could still see the stars dancing above. 

"Forgive me. I think I woke your demon. It can be intense and uncontrollable the first time."