I feel like I just stepped into 7th heaven. I wonder if she knew what she was doing when she climbed on top of me and she slept.

I would have thought she would have retreated like before and pretended like nothing between us was happening or ask about it, but this little human just climbed on top of me, claiming me without even knowing it.

I fight sleep as I watch her in this position. I can't stop. And what's more, I don't want to anymore.

This close proximity with her is the best and worst thing for me. My body vibrates with a low purr I can't stop. My whole body pulsates as my hunger for her doubles over.

I close my eyes and I try to focus on my breathing. I try to not think about her delicate, soft body in my arms. How I can feel her soft skin and her warmth even through her clothing. How her arousal clogs my nostrils and the strength it's taking me not to spread her open so I can taste her is overwhelmingly intense, but I know I can't.

How even in her sleep she tortures me as she moves ever so slightly. The past weeks she has started having dreams that if I were to guess were about the sexual nature and sometimes, she emits sounds that make me want to shake her so she wakes up.

Sleep finally claims me and I descend in a dream.

I run after Aria as she takes for the direction of the river, giggling like she's mad. I won a game and now she won't pay up. I will catch up to her and when I do, I know what I want.

"You'll never catch me, orc!" She giggles

"Just you wait and see, human." I pick up pace so I can catch her. Just as I'm about to catch her she jumps in the river, and she disappears.

Panic sets in me instantly. What if something goes wrong. I jump after her. Under the water I can't see her. Where is she? I come up for air and I still don't see her.

"Aria!" I turn around and the river is too quiet. I dip below again, and I swim around. Aria, no. No, don't.

"Aria!"

Then small hands and legs climb and snake their way on my back and her small face comes to my side and she has the biggest grin on her. I forget for a moment what just happened when I gaze into her brown orbs.

"Are you scared of losing me, orc?" she has a devious grin.

I pull her to my front. "No. I just thought you can't swim." I try to divert her from the direction of that conversation.

She smiles and she holds one side of my face with one of her palms, with the other she takes my cock in her hands and places in her soft entrance. I am rock hard as she looks deep in my eyes and asks. "Are you sure it's not more?" she bats her eyelashes at me.

My eyes fly open. Her body is still on top of me. I find her eyes on me but there is something in her expression, her cheeks are a little red. Embarrassment? Guilt? Sticky desire.

Then I feel it.

Frack.

Well, just kill me then. Right now.

It feels like heaven; hot and tight but also very forbidden and hot, like hell. My cock is nestled between her thigh gap, and I can feel the warmth of her center even though I'm not grazing it.

She feels so right but I know it's wrong. If she would move, I don't know what I'd do. My cock twitches at the thought and I wish I could die right this moment.

I knew nothing good would have come from having her this close. It was bound to be bad. Now what will she think with my whole rock-hard girth standing between her thighs. And how did it even happen? Did I do it? I want to groan remembering the pants I decided to wear last night.

Great choice, Igor.

I can feel my cock sleek with my precum. But I feel something too. I don't think that's just my precum. It's her fresh arousal. And it's on me.

I stay frozen there because I know anything I do will probably be wrong. So, I'll wait for her to move. But she doesn't move immediately also.

We stand there both panting slowly, and I can feel her pussy pulsating in tandem with her breathing. We both know the significance of this moment. My cock grows harder with every second that passes as my mind unhelpfully clouds me with all the unhonorable things it can imagine.

I finally summon the last of my will power by clearing my throat. "Um, Aria. I think we should move." I pause and she just stares at me not moving. "Um, I'm sorry. I don't know how..."

"I'm not sorry." She says in that sweet note of her that drives me insane. I close my eyes.

"Aria, please. I...I'm trying not to—"

Warm, soft lips claim mine in a soft kiss and I just about die. My eyes fly open, and I find her exquisite face only a hair away from mine when she pulls away a little.

All my self-restraint cracks and I pull her face to me, and I crash our lips together. I take over this time and I kiss her the way I always wanted to. I claim her mouth and I show her exactly what I want from her, giving her my passion, and she moans in pleasure in my mouth as she melts in my hands and my body purrs for her.

Frack.

I pull from her, and I flip her and lay her on the bed by her back. She gasps and I realize why. The tip of my cock is touching her wet, very wet center and her arousal is like sweet incense and her legs are open and I want to die.

My body vibrates in a deep growl as I fight myself. I shake my head as my baser instincts fight to take over.

I can't do that to her.

But I see a determination in her gaze. She thinks she wants this, but she doesn't. She doesn't know what she wants. She's...she's not ready.

"Aria, you don't know what you are doing. Trust me, you are not ready for what I come with." I let her go and get off the bed.

I grab a shirt and I step in my shoes, and I leave without looking back. I feel miles hotter than I usually am. I am scotching. I can bet you could warm a whole barrel of water from my skin or cook an egg.

Frack.

I walk faster, trying to put as much distance between me and her as my cock remembers how hot and wet she was. The scent of her all night, all over me. Its with me even now.

If I didn't know better, I'd think Aria was the human they sent here to be my undoing. And if they did, then it's just as well because I want her to undo me. I want her to have all of me.

I start taking off my clothes when I near the river. It's not snowing now, and the early morning rain melted most of the snow that was there. But here in this cold, I feel like I can finally breathe. I kick off my shoes and I jump in the freezing water.

It feels like the shock I need to move my thoughts from her. I swim for a few minutes, until all my body is shrunk just a little and then I walk out.

I needed that.

I feel calmer. I look down at my cock and it has gone back to its natural state. I wear my pants and I take the direction if the small hill where I can see the house. The person on the hill can see the house but the hill is hidden by trees from the point of the house.

It also happens to be where I can see the window. I sit on the rock where I have the perfect vantage point, and I watch her, because apparently, I just love torturing myself.

She goes up and down the house. I can tell she is a little furious. Then she comes in with the washing basin. I know I should look away. I know I should. But I stay frozen there and I watch her take off her clothes. I look away when I see her as she stands bare on her side with her erect nipples and plump breasts. I walk back down.

I need another swim. Or a run. Or something. Or hopefully, I can find a bear I can fight. Or a war.

I don't actually end up swimming, but I go to chop some wood instead. I stay at the forest just walking around after I finished chopping wood. I stay away from the house all day and I miss all the meals, but I can't go back there.

When I finally go back, I walk back with no real plan of what I'll say or how I'm going to escape her allure and stop myself from what I feel for her and what I itch to do to her, for her, with her.

The only solid plan I had was to try and avoid her for a few maybe hours then maybe we would have both calmed down when I get back. I am scrambling for ideas as I walk back but at this point, I know I have to try anything.

Maybe I should tell her I'm a disgraced prince. Maybe then she will lose all respect for me.

But you will still want to sink yourself into her. My unhelpful brain reminds me.

Maybe I should tell her I will be crossing over to my realm in the summer then it will sink into me why I can't have her. It's not like I can ever cross over with her anyway. She isn't an orc, and she won't make it through the barrier.

Maybe she will retreat too. Maybe she'll understand. That sounds like a plan as good as any.

I stomp closer to the house, and I see white fur, but the wolf is not hiding in the shadows today. It is standing a few feet from the house and Aria is standing in the porch and they are just staring at each other. I quicken my steps as my heart rate climbs.

The ear of the wolf moves, and they take for the bushes. I run after it. It is never supposed to come close. How dare it get that close to her. I will kill this wolf.

"Igor, don't harm it!" I hear Aria's voice just as I disappear in the bushes where it did. I chase after it, but it is much faster than me. It is also very limber and smaller than me. I lose it and I growl.

"I will kill you, wolf, if you ever show up here again!" the winds beating on the trees, making leaves rustle is the only response I find.

I turn and walk back with haste. I thought the wolf would never come close to her, but it must have seen me leave. I left her vulnerable. I am so stupid. I open the door and she jumps.

"Are you okay?" I scan her body quickly and she furrows her brows.

"I'm fine, Igor. Why wouldn't I be?" she says dismissively.

"What did she want?"

"You know it's a she?" she accuses.

"Yes. It's a she-wolf. Why were you standing outside?" I need her to know how reckless that was and how much I don't want her in danger. She should have waited for me or gone inside as soon as it came out.

"I...I just—" she doesn't continue. She looks a bit confused.

"Just what, Aria?!" I regret it after its out. I just snapped at her.

She looks taken aback, like I just slapped her, before her gaze zeroes in on me. "You will not talk to me like that, Igor. Not you. Not ever." She goes around me, and she gets out.

Frack. I go after her and I find her stomping down the steps.

"Aria, stop. Where are you going?"

"Maybe I'm going after the wolf. I'm sure it won't yell at me." I hear a note of anger and hurt in her and I feel like an idiot. I lengthen my strides and I pull her body to mine. She is vibrating. She is angry.

"I'm sorry, Aria. I didn't mean to shout." I hold her as she tries to pry her hands off me. She is fighting but I felt her body relax in my arms.

"Free me, orc."

I can't help the small smile that visits me.

"Aria, please."

"Free me!"

I let go of her and she turns, and she narrows her storm-filled eyes at me.

She looks so adorable. I want to scoop her up and kiss her silly. But I school my face.

"You make me so mad. Ah!" then she turns and walks to the forest again. I jump behind her. I am more curious now where she is exactly going and why. The sun is setting, and it will be dark soon. I wonder what actually is her plan.

"Aria, where are you going?"

"I am also running away like you did this morning."

"That's not what—" I stop because I am about to lie and that is exactly what I did.

"At least you still have the decency to stop your lies." She huffs.

"I'm sorry. I panicked. I didn't want you, me doing something you will regret. You aren't re—"

She stops and turns abruptly. "Are you me? Do you know what I think? How do you know what I'm ready for? And what do you think I want from you, Igor?" she crosses her arms to her, but I can tell she is getting cold. I want to reach and cover her with my body. But I stay where I am to not anger her further.

"I..." words fail me because she speaks the truth. How do I know what she wants from me? "I'm sorry, I assumed. I should have asked."

"Yes, you should have."

We stand there staring at each other, our breaths coming out in white puffs. I wait for her to say something, anything but she doesn't. But I see it right there, more clearly than I have before: desire. This little human desires me.

Me.

She wants me too.

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