Page 31 of Adored By Her Orc Avenger
I turn around fully and look at her, trying to sort through my emotions. I’m not mad at her; I’m angry with myself. I also feel impressed that she’s being so forthcoming and straightforward with me. I don’t know if a woman has ever ordered me to do something before.
As I walk toward the river, I sigh and roll my eyes, pretending I still have all my defenses up. I put my feet in the river’s water, looking at Dana as she swims toward the center of the water. She points in front of her, and by the look on her face, I know it’s in my best interest to follow her directions.
I wade in, shaking my head as I swim out to her. I feel like my heart is paralyzed before I reach her, standing on the river’s floor as I look at her in the moonlight.
Her gaze softens, and she looks at me with playfulness as she shakes her head. The paralysis of my heart melts away once I’m close to her. Her deep blue eyes sparkle with the reflection of the bright stars in the sky, and the wet strands of her hair fall over her face slightly when she lifts her hand to brush my cheek.
I close my eyes, shivering at her touch. I remain silent as I enjoy her soft hand on my cheek, my chest bursting with love. I was right, it is love for her, but I still feel I can’t put her at risk as my stupidity did to Flora.
I open my eyes, and she’s looking all over my face, her eyes moving slowly over my features. I look at her lips, wondering what they would feel like on mine as the tension grows between us. It’s a forceful pull I’ve never felt before, not even with Flora. This feels like something new, something I didn’t know existed.
“Hurian…..” she says softly.
“I’m sorry for yelling; I’m not upset with you. I just….”
She places a finger on my lips, smiling as she looks at me with admiration. “Shut up and kiss me.”
I look into her eyes and realize it’s worthless to fight my feelings for her. I gently weave my hand around the back of her neck and pull her waist to press her body against mine in the water.
I lean in and kiss her softly, our lips remaining locked as she puts her arms around my neck. Giddiness and desire turn in my belly, and I kiss her harder, my lips moving over hers with an insistence that borders on depraved. I never thought I was one to lose control of myself, but I want to right now.
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DANA
He pulls me in close, and our bodies touch beneath the water. His grip on the side of my waist feels so good like he’s never going to let me go. I press my lips deeper into his and part my mouth slightly to allow his tongue to sneak into my mouth and play with mine.
I’m surprised at our natural rhythm. The speed and intensity of our kiss magnify as I place my hand on the back of his head and press him into me.
He pulls away suddenly, and I wonder if I’ve made a terrible mistake. I cover my mouth and look at him, his bare chest drenched in moonlight. Have I made the worst decision by forcing him to feel the same way about me?
“Look, I don’t want to talk about the past,” I say softly. “We don’t even know if we’ll get out of these woods alive. I just….” I pause and look at him, unable to read the emotions passing on his face. “I don’t know.”
He remains silent, looking at me like he’s studying something. I avert my gaze, feeling guilty and awkward for the bravado I’ve just put on. Running my fingers through my hair, I shake my head and walk past him.
“I’m sorry, this was stupid,” I apologize as I wade past him in the water.
I close my eyes and feel embarrassed as I walk by him. I can’t believe I’ve just made our situation so much worse. The water is almost down to my chest when I hear the water stir, and his hand grabs my arm tightly.
He spins me around and holds me close again as he looks at me. I could not read him before, but now, with his eyes so focused, like he’s looking through me and his lips slightly parted, I feel like his walls have finally come down.
“It’s not stupid,” he assures me in a low, gentle tone. “This was never stupid.”
Pulling me in closer, he kisses me again, and I sink into him. He wraps his hand in the hair on the back of my head and uses his other hand to lift me onto him. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips as I climb onto him.
He holds me in the water, my bottom half left submerged as we kiss each other frantically. He kisses me like he’s been in a desert for days, and I’m the first water he’s found, and I return the favor by holding onto him like I’ll never have this moment again.
He runs his hand up my back, his hands calloused and dry from the handiwork he’s done for us the last few days. The slight scratching feels good, and I moan gently in his mouth. He pulls his head back from the kiss only an inch and looks at me in the moonlight as he pushes my hair out of my face.
Without breaking eye contact, he begins to walk us toward the river’s edge, still holding me to him tightly. I lean down and kiss his neck as he takes me to shore. He grips my waist as we get out of the water and lies me on the sand beneath him.
I can’t believe this is happening; he’s feeling the same way I do and, even more, showing it. His weight on top of me feels so good, and I can’t help but run my fingertips down his ripped chest, feeling his stone-hard abs beneath his skin.
The water droplets left on him only accentuate the view of his abs in the moonlight, showing the perfect definition of each one and how large and built his pecs are.
His lips move to my neck, and I shiver as he gently brushes my hair off my neck before softly kissing along it. I look at the moon and smile as I gasp, surprised at how much his gentleness gets me wet.
When he’s gotten to my collarbone, he stops kissing me. I watch as he leans his weight on his hands, holding himself up over me. He shakes his head and looks at me with sympathy.