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And being with Han’zir? It’s as easy as breathing. He has an uncanny ability to anticipate what I’m going to do, what object I need handed to me, even how I’m feeling. It’s like there’s a channel between us that he’s fully tapped into, and I haven’t even breached the outer layer yet.
What a miserable person I am, to be thinking of both of them this way. They were fine and happy before I came, but I’m like a tornado that blew through and devastated everything in its path.
Maybe I should go now, before I can be punished.
“Keva?” I glance up to find Han’zir standing over me, Drazak with his arms crossed behind him. They must be here to confront me. “Come with us.”
I take in Han’zir’s calm, encouraging face, then turn to Drazak, whose mouth is stiff and set. My shoulders curl as I imagine what they’re going to say. Will they ask me to leave?
With a sigh, Drazak stalks over to me, slips his arms under me, and sweeps me up like I weigh nothing. I squeal, but he doesn’t put me down.
“Shh.” He pauses, then leans down and brushes his lips over mine. The gesture is so intimate and yet so casual, I’m stunned by it. And right in front of Han’zir.
Behind us, the troll chuckles.
When he carries me into the house, Drazak doesn’t put me down by the fire pit like I expect. He carries me into their bedroom, where he crouches down and sets me on the pile of blankets and furs they sleep on. He sits next to me, and Han’zir joins him.
Now I’m even more perplexed with the two of them together, Han’zir leaning on Drazak’s shoulder affectionately. It doesn’t seem like anyone is angry. In fact, the troll’s eyes look simply alight, but he’s holding himself back.
“Keva,” Drazak begins. “Do you want to stay in the house with us?”
What? I blink at him, and then turn to Han’zir to see if I’m missing something. He nods eagerly.
“...Yes?” I say uneasily, not sure if they’re being serious.
Han’zir grins. “Good.”
That’s all? I’m sleeping in the house now and not the barn? But I sense there’s more.
Han’zir moves to the other side of the bed so now I’m flanked by them, and there he lies down next to me. If I weren’t so nervous right now, it would feel wonderful to have him so close. “And what do you think, keva, of us?”
I stare at him, trying to sort through his question. “Of you?” It only takes one look at Drazak for hot blood to rush into my face, because immediately I think of him naked, walking into the river in all his glory, that cock between his legs swollen for me. I have to stare down at my hands because it makes my hips tight and my blood tingle.
“Ah,” says Han’zir knowingly. “So you like him. And what about me?” He sits up so he’s leaning over me, and runs a hand down my cheek.
“You...?” I wish I knew more words, damn it. “You... you’re good. You’re very good.” I lean into his palm, hoping that he can hear and see and understand how I feel about him. How he makes me happy, how he lights up every room he enters, how his companionship means everything to me.
Han’zir chuckles. “Very good?” His head drifts down closer, until his mouth is almost on top of mine. How I want him to close that gap between us. How I would love to get to really feel him, fully, and not just a promise.
“And kissable,” I say.
Han’zir grins.
“Kiss her,” Drazak barks. The command takes me by surprise, but that’s quickly swallowed up as Han’zir does what he’s told and lowers his lips to mine. They settle sweetly there, applying a soft pressure that raises every hair on my skin. My body reacts of its own accord, my chest rising up to meet his as he brings my lower lip into his mouth, sampling it, tasting it. His arm loops underneath me, pulling me even closer until my breasts are squashed against him.
Oh, to be kissed by Han’zir. Everything about him is a soft caress, and it sparks a tiny flame inside me when his lips gently pry mine apart, seeking a way in. I can trust him, more than anyone in this world, so I don’t hesitate to allow him through.
He groans against me as his tongue investigates my mouth, exploring every part of me. I’m lost in it, forgetting where we are, when we are, how we are. I’ve been kissed before, mostly by Benny, the other help, and then it was sloppy and feverish. There’s no comparison. It’s only once I hear Drazak grunt that I pull away, suddenly overwhelmed by embarrassment. We did that right in front of him.
But the orc’s yellow eyes are heated, his pupils dilated to fill his whole iris. His hand smooths across his groin, where a noticeable bulge lies underneath his pants. He nods at me.
“Keep going.”
Han’zir shifts his body so we’re lying side-by-side, facing one another, then he retakes my mouth. I gasp against him as he invades deeper this time, his arm keeping me flush against him. His tusks brush my cheeks as he brings me further into himself, and his hands wander down my sides, smoothing over my dress. His teal-blue skin is soft under my palms, and I touch him in return, exploring his sinewy arms, tracing the shape of his wide chest and narrow hips. He shudders under me, and then something firm and pulsing rubs my thigh.
He’s turned on by me? I pull away from our kiss, my breathing heavy and my body alive with sensation. I thought certainly Han’zir only had eyes for Drazak, but there’s a deep, aching lust written on his face.
He wants more. Of me.
