Below the Peak (Sola)(109)
Sharing a bed turned to a habit for them, it didn’t matter whose room between the two as long they ended up in the same bed. It was all perfect except for the unspoken thing in the room that created tension and awkwardness when they happened to wake up in the morning together. His erection seemed to have found a home on her arse. She felt it whenever they cuddled, thick and hard behind his trouser. The last couple of days they had just been kissing and never done anything other than that. Admittedly, since it had hurt and left her sore, Nara had been reluctant to have sex again so soon, but that didn’t mean she would never again. In fact, lately, when Calemir kissed her until he left her lungs fighting for air, mind dazed with lust and body shivering with desire, Nara wanted to jump his bones. She saw it in him too, the hunger in his smoldered green eyes and the way his fingers grabbed her when they kissed that he wanted more but held back, never pushing.
Dressed in a nightgown, Nara was sitting on the bed combing her hair when the door to her room opened. In walked Calemir looking tired and angry, darkness clouding his eyes and hanging around him. She took in his disheveled look, tiny twigs in his hair, skin sweaty, clothes dirty as if he had rolled on the damp ground. Her gaze slid to his sheathed sword on his hip before moving back to his face. Concern laced in her voice. “What happened?”
Calemir shook his head and curtly said. “I’m going to bath.”
“Alright,” Nara said still worried. Was he even aware this was her room and not his? Nara thought as she watched him undress. His mind appeared to be somewhere else, unconscious of her and where he was. Nara didn’t say a thing and let him be. He soon disappeared into the bathroom and left her wondering about him.
“Nara” the deep voice called. Nara stopped braiding her hair. Standing, she strode into the bathroom.
“Yes.” She replied hesitantly. His gaze snapped to her from where he was in the filled bathtub. The sadness in his features tugged strings of her heart. It made her want to do something to erase it from him even just a little. Nara drew closer to him and knelt beside the tub. Placing her hand on top of his which was resting on the rim of the bathtub, she locked her eyes with his, her voice soft. “Tell me what happened.”
“The rebels attacked again today” Calemir’s lips thinned. “They killed two of my men.”
Her fingers clenched lightly over his hand. “Is lady Leena and Finn alright.”
Calemir nodded grimly, his chest heaving. “They are getting more brazen each day.” Something was riling them up. He’s here the words slid to the front his mind.
“Did you capture them?” she asked.
“I killed them” Calemir stated without a trace emotion, yet when Nara looked at him, she saw it affected him. His people were dead and not just the soldiers but the rebels he had killed, something she imagined to be a great burden on him. Her chest cracked on his behalf.
“I am sorry” she muttered softly, bringing her other hand to his face, brushing it tenderly on his jaw. He captured her wrist, his eyes boring into hers. Leaning forward, Nara kissed him lightly. She kissed him slowly and softly at first until a sigh which told so much expelled from his lips. Then he grabbed the back of her head and claimed her mouth hungrily. Mouth glued to his, Nara rose and got in the tub, not caring she was getting herself wet or the water sloshing down to the floor. Wanting to make him feel better and partially selfishly wanting to taste him, she drew closer to him, pressing her chest to his naked one and started kissing his jaw, moving to his throat whilst her arms grabbed his toned shoulders. Calemir threw his head back, the column of his neck flexing. Sucking and biting his neck, Nara snaked her arm between them, feeling his contracting muscles as her fingers moved down below until they found what they had been searching all along. Calemir hissed when she grabbed his shaft. It was hot under the water, big and pulsing in her palm. Eyes on his face, Nara squeezed him lightly. His grunt response sent a thrill down her chest to her belly. His eyes darkened when she squeezed again.
“Come here” were the words he commanded her before crushing his mouth to hers ruthlessly. Nara gasped when Calemir suddenly rose from the tub with her in his arms. One hand held her head in place whilst the other tightened around her waist. She wound her legs around his waist as he strode to the bed, his tongue dipping inside her mouth. Nara gave a light yelp of surprise when he threw her in the middle of the bed then stealthily got on the bed with a predatory look in his emerald eyes. His eyes drifted to her outlined breasts and hard nipples pressing against the drenched fabric. Panting and nerves twisting in her stomach, Nara slid the wet nightgown over her head and cast it aside. Like a dangerous regal predator, his back muscles bunched and smoothed as he moved and hovered above her. Calemir spread her thighs and settled himself between them. Feeling the heaviness of his hard length pressed against her, had her core tightening with wild anticipation and anxiety. Nara welcomed his hot mouth on hers with a tease of her tongue on his lips.
Calemir lowered himself, her chest brushing against his, their torso pressing. He kissed her for a while until he felt her anxiety dissolve then did he in one fluid motion flip them over, that she straddled his abs. Nara gasped when her folds brushed against his contracting abs. The hotness of his skin against her folds shot bolts of heat in her body and gathered between her legs. Her face flamed when his fingers grazed her there. Dark eyes holding her captive, Calemir stroked her slowly. Nara lowered her eyes shyly, knowing he felt her wetness. Her pulse beat wildly.