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The lies must work subconsciously, because Dana stops whimpering. Her shivers fade, and it might just be my imagination, but her skin feels less warm.

Mine, on the other hand…

Between the fire and the press of her body against mine, I’m heating up. Carefully, I attempt to unhook her hands around my shoulders. I slide them down my chest and turn slightly to extricate myself, but she wraps around me like some kind of snake.

This can’t be good for her wound.

As if reading my mind, she turns on her side. She pulls me down behind her, hooking her leg between mine as if to stave off any thought of me leaving. Both of her hands tug my arm down across her waist until I’m spooning her.

I freeze.

The tip of my arm brushes against her bandage, so I pull it up, but that only presents a new problem. The swell of her breasts, soft and warm, press against my forearm. She sighs, finally content.

The thrum of my heartbeat echoes in my ears. I swallow, my throat suddenly dry. I’ve been uncomfortable all night, worrying about her. Now I feel even worse, restless and unable to move. Like my skin is three sizes too small for my body.

Against my will, my breath picks up. I’m almost panting against her neck. Images that have no place in my mind right now keep pushing their way through despite my best efforts. I see her smiling up at me, tugging down her shirt.

Think about wound care.

Licking her lips as she kneels in front of me, legs splayed wide.

Cockroaches. Wolf packs.

How good she’d taste on my tongue. How often I could make her scream my name.

Bizarre human sacrifices.

How easy it would be to fuck her just like this, on her side. We could lie here all morning, slow and easy. As if she agrees, Dana grinds back against me with a soft moan.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

She’s sick. Possibly dying. And here I am, like some sort of animal, hard and wanting. I’ve never been more disgusted with myself in my life.

With a bitten off groan I pull my hips away, only to have her pull me more tightly against her. She needs comfort, and I’ll be damned if I leave her to lie on a cave floor alone just because I’m fucked up.

Still, her ass finds my cock again, nestling it softly, and I want to scream.

This is going to be a very long night.

14

DANA

Before I open my eyes, I feel myself shift in bed with weight over me. Cracking my eyes slightly, I see the cave wall and feel the warmth on my back. I smile and almost fall back into my slumber before my eyes shoot open.

I look down at my waist and see Hurian’s arm draped over me, and I realize I’m cuddled against him. Initially, I want to get out of his grasp out of embarrassment, but then I realize he’s asleep.

I decide to enjoy this moment while he breathes deeply behind me. I lie still, feeling his weight and warmth over me. I feel a sense of safety and calm, something I haven’t felt since we embarked on this journey.

I vaguely remember stirring in the middle of the night last night, my body freezing from the cave's darkness. I remember rolling over and the front side of my body feeling warm. Oh no, was I the one who initiated this?

Embarrassment takes over me, and I shut my eyes from shame. I’m stuck with him for who knows how long, and Icuddledagainst him last night. Part of me thinks I should inch away from his arm over me and pretend it never happened, but I also don’t want to.

I feel him stir behind me and pull me in closer. I close my eyes, loving how his broad shoulders make me feel small and protected. The fight between embarrassment and pleasure wages in my mind as I hear him clear his throat behind me.

His arm moves again, this time off my body, and I hear him groan as he stretches. I don’t turn around; I don’t know how I can even look at him knowing I initiated that.

“Good morning,” he says in a low, husky voice.

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