"l'm so—am sorry.I..I made you think about that". Celina eyes softened,still hugging him tightly even when his body has calmed down tremendously.
He budged a-litte in her arms; she felt it was like he wanted to disentangle from their embrace. She blinked tears from her eyes. She hadn't know it was a "sensitive matter".
It made her heart ache for him - the pain he had been carrying in his heart. Maybe he didn't easily tell people and what did she do? She forced it out of his mouth without thinking about his feelings.
"I didn't know it was a sensitive topic". Sniffing, she removed one of the hands that held his back, drying her tears with her palms. "Am sor..ry! Really?..I just didn't...".
A wave of guilty emotions hit her and she started questioning herself and him "Who am I to even ask you personal questions, just because you saved me—I actually have no right, whatsoever to ask you..quest..ion".
She hadn't even added the last alphabet 's' to "question", when she quickly removed her other arm from his back. He was transfixed in that spot,his blazing slivery eyes in shock at her reactions.
Who's he really? Maybe that's why he was always ready to lend a hand to any one in trouble. Why were her emotions about him so damm complicated? It wasn't just about survival, not about protection or even the fact that he saved her. It was a strong feeling -- something pure, strong and burning deep in her heart. She couldn't understand it,the feeling of always wanting to protect him as he did for her.
To be by his side, scared if something bad happened and happy whenever he was near..was it..was..it called..L..
Her body shook as her face clouded in fear. What if it was just her feeling this way, even when she couldn't name the emotion? After all, her handsome stranger probably helps anybody who needed it.
Tears clouded her eyes. He had given her protection, safety, happiness even when all hope was lost.
What more would she want from him?
She quickly made up her mind not to get emotionally attached.Then she disentangled herself from him; when her legs hit the ground, she dropped down. Celina winced in pain and quickly bit her lips to stiffle the sharp ache.
Before she could shift her body away from their NOT-SO-CLOSE-SPACE,he angled his body toward her,leaned closer and breathing deeply, his breath from his nose fanned her face. She saw something dark in his eyes and shuddered under his steamy gaze.Her handsome sranger, lowered his head to her ears.
What drove her insane was that even in their sitting posture,he was impossibly taller than her and he even had to lower his face.
'My Goddddd..(Theé mou)'.
When he whispered, "Don't you dare," in response to her trying to create space between them. It blew her mind. His voice filled her head, shocking her whole being.
What she didn't expect was how easily he tugged her closer. She couldn't help but open
her mouth wide, but no sound came in suprise, at the sudden loss of words. Only the rush of tingly sensations from her head to her toes, when her body pressed into his.
She closed her eyes, trying not to imagine where her hands would hold him or the positions they'd be in together, her hair flying all over her face .
When her hands flew to his broad chest for support. Pressed against it.Her breath hitched, tracing the lines of his muscles through the shirt,feeling power and warmth that made her shiver. His muscles flexed beneath her touch, strong and unyielding, yet responsive to her movements.
Beneath the fabric of his shirt, his body was solid and sculpted, the kind built by survival, not vanity. Broad shoulders stretched the seams, his chest firm and expansive beneath her fingers, muscles shifting subtly as he breathed. She felt the powerful rise and fall of him, the quiet strength coiled beneath his skin, and it stole the air from her lungs.
God…he was realll!!
While she continued feeling the hardness of his tonned, muscular body,she knew in her greatest delight where her hands had touched him.
Slowly,she fluttered her eyes open, closing one and peeking at him with the other. Her eyes widened, gasping when she saw the position of their bodies,her butt pressed on his thighs.
Not just resting...pressed!!
His thighs were thick, powerful, packed with muscle, and even through the strong fabric of his trousers. God!! she felt every vein and line of hardness of his thighs beneath her. Heat radiated from him, overwhelming, intoxicating. She swallowed hard, silently thanking the heavens that she hadn't landed directly on his groin.
Still, her body reacted to him.
His thighs beneath her were solid, holding her weight with a dangerous ease, and the friction sent shivers straight down her spine. The warmth, the closeness,it was intoxicating. Her breath hitched, and she felt the tingling pull of desire she couldn't control.
She still squirmed at the way her body grew hot. Bloody hell!!
Was she...straddling him?
the difference was it wasn't the middle part of his thighs but her bum rested lower on his thighs, yet the intimacy of the position made her dizzy.
Even with all these,a hot wave coursed through her, settling low in her belly. Her panties dampened as shivers raced uncontrollably down her spine. She was suddenly too warm, too aware, too tangled in him to escape his grasp.
When she moved on his lap, the friction between the strong material of his trousers against her cotton dress made the contact sexually sweet. Her breath turned shallow, warm air filling her nostrils. Tingling sensations bloomed everywhere; under her skin, between her thighs, deep in places she didn't dare name. She clasped her legs tightly, trying to suppress the heat threatening to unravel her.
When she moved again—just a little— trying to disentangle herself again from him.
He lowered his gaze on her, watching as her cheeks turning crimson. His voice dropped, low and rough "If you keep moving," he drawled softly, her face flushed. "I'm scared you might break my ribs".
Her lips parted.
Celina bit her lips down hard to bite back her the moan her arousal had summoned by his sexy low voice and his alluring words.
She looked up, meeting his gaze.
A grave mistake!! Their eyes locked,his silvery gaze darkened with hunger, restraint, and something dangerously close to possession. The world narrowed, suspended in that
charged silence between them,spellbound and awestruck by the sensation and emotions clouding their minds.
"Am so..."..she began.Her words were cut off by his finger pressed gently against her lips, silencing her.
"Shhhh..." His touch burned "don't say another word love". Still fixing his gaze,he continued , "I don't like hearing you apologize, when you've done nothing wrong". His hand tracing her jaw, tilting it to meet his gaze.
Her breath trembled as he murmured, "love,
look at me". and she did. she felt tensed, blushing as they held gazes. "I don't mind you asking me questions, so can you please don't apologi.."
Celina abruptly stopped him from completing his statement. "I know..I just..you know it's a sensitive topic for you, even me," She said, blinking tears from her eyes " I don't have right, just because you saved me".
He drew his face closer. Her face was crimson red, his breath fanning her face. Their lips were a meter apart. "Does this look like just saving to you?" his dark voice bellowed, his hungry gaze searching hers. Fuckkk!! That word heightened their desires, hanging by a whisp.
It was more crazy they were having this "Steamy Discussion", while her butt sat on his thighs.
Leon closed his eyes stiffly,his blood heating in his veins, knuckles whitened. "So you really think I can save any girl".
Fluttering his eyes open, he put his hands on the back of her head, drawing her nearer. " Do you know how hard it was for me to run in this dense forest,when I first heared you scream?".
Lowering his head on her neck, he licked from the side of her jaw, down to her collarbone, his red lips stopping there. Celina moaned, tugging his hair as her eyes widened at his hot licks with his tounge.
"Do you know how much you occupy my every thought?" Leon murmured hoarsely, voice thick with need. Each word striking Celina like fire. She gasped in shock, her chest heaving, as his gaze burned into her. He closed his eyes stiffly, fists clenching as he struggled for control, fighting the urge to crush her against him, his blood pounding in relentless anticipation.
"I'm drawn to everything about you," he continued, low and raw, each word dripping with hunger. "Your smile. your scent. your character. your soul. I've never seen an angel like you, never seen anything so dangerously beautiful… so irresistible. Even the smallest sounds you make undo me completely."
Celina's breaths came in ragged gasps, too stunned to cover her mouth. Every soft sound she made every involuntary moan, every shiver, every gasp she made in response to his words was like fire licking through his veins. It was driving him mad.
He leaned closer, lips trailing along her ear, tongue brushing the sensitive skin. Whispering between deliberate, tantalizing, licking and sucking at her delicate flesh, "Your hair," he murmured, voice rough and commanding. "The way it would fall around you, some strands brushing your bare skin, spilling over us… your dark silky hair tangled and covering our slick, heated bodies."
Celina moaned softly, her fingers twisted in his hair, tugging, clawing as her body shuddered under the intensity of his touches. Submission and desire collided within her, her heart racing, her body slick and warm.
His nose traced her scent, inhaling her scent greedily which set his mind ablaze. He pressed his lips to her jaw, tracing her jaw and neck, biting lightly before nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin of her neck. The sensitive points that made her weak.
His voice dropped, low and dangerous, "I want you to imagine every word I say, sorry every dark, burning image in your mind," He growled, voice thick, nearly broken with desire. "Let me into your imagination, love, Just as I've already let you in my mind.and I will make you mine there." He paused, then added huskily, "Forever".
Celina's lips parted, heat pooling between her thighs. She tried to resist, tried to silence the wildfire he had ignited—but it was impossible. Images of them entwined, slick and burning, flashed in her mind unbidden. She bit her lips to suppress moans barely held back, her body slick and trembling with want, terrified by how much she craved him already.
Every word, every whispered command, pushed her closer to the edge.
He nipped at her earlobe, sucking it into his mouth, teasing her mercilessly.
" I imagine you straddling me," he growled, voice low and his eyes dark as his hands gripped her hips, sliding beneath her, dragging her impossibly closer. "legs wrapped around my waist… feel me, every inch of me inside you…"
Holding himself back, only barely. "I will take you slowly, carefully, every inch of you pressed against me,every moan, every shiver, every gasp. Even as my desire screams to consume you."
Her body shuddered violently, pressing into him instinctively as his tongue brushed her lips, the contact searing through her, leaving her breathless, wild with sensation.
Her body trembled against him, shivering, in
delicious torment, pressing into him
instinctively as his tongue brushed her lips, the contact searing through her, leaving her breathless, wild with sensation.
"I will lift you, love," He whispered, voice almost a growl. Her eyes flickered to his hands — strong, veined, impossibly tempting.
"slowly, up and down.. carefully" he continued, his voice thick and hoarse "filling you comple
tely, until every part of you is swollen with me, soaked with me and I won't stop until you're drenched with me, quivering, dripping, gasping my name and completely mine."
He fought for control, fighting the urge to undo his belt, to devour her with abandon. Every imagined curve of her body, slick and writhing beneath him, made his mind reel, body thrumming with raw, urgent desire.
"And even when you can't take any more," He breathed, words thick with possessive lust. "when every part of you is quivering, when your eyes are wide with helpless, molten pleasure, fingers tangled in my hair, legs locked around me… that's when I lose myself completely."
His imagination mirrored his lust, dark and untamed. He envisioned her eyes wide with pleasure. Every detail, every shiver, every gasp, fed his desire.
Celina shivered violently, knees weakened at his words, caught between terror and craving. Her body shaking with uncontrollable craving, heady desire radiating from every nerve. Leon forced himself to breathe, to control the pounding in his chest.
He held her close, trembling, eyes closed though every fiber of him ached to lose himself completely in her.Even holding back—just a little—the thought seeping through his mind of her, quivering and undone, was enough to consume him entirely.
The dark, searing intensity of their connection consumed them both mind, body, and soul.
Every word, every whispered fantasy, every sensual touch was fire, binding them together in a storm of lust, obsession and dark all-consuming desire neither could resist.
Then, closing her eyes,his wet red lips drew nearer and kissed her crimson cheeks, heating the sheer sensations between them.
His face slowly redrew from her hoodie and fluttered open, silvery eyes locking with hers again and his face was close to hers once more. "I don't just help any girl, love." His hands moved to play with the strands of her dark hair tenderly. "it's not in my character to be benevolent. How can I prove to you,that you are the first girl, I have this blazing desire to protect, scared if you are in danger, to care for no matter how hard I t restrain myself?".
Her lips parted in shock,while he placed his fingers from her hair on her wet pink lips, feeling their softness, his eyes bulging with both softness and possessiveness.
"I j.. just don't know what to place my emotions, on what I have for you." Her soft fingers trailed on his hair, feeling the silkness while drawing him nearer. Her face grew hotter, mind overwhelmed by his words. It made her believed every word he uttered and happy the same time in shock..SO IT WAS RECIPROCATED!!
"Do you know what you do to me?". He held her gaze,his Adam's apple working as he sought to control his hard breathing. "You make my blood race, my heart beat faster when u are near and not near."
"I am consumed by your existence and you drive me crazy with sensations I can't comprehend". Clenching his fists hard, "And fuckkk!! You think you're just someone I helped because you needed one?!".
He put his strong arms on her waist, holding her near, their breathing became fast, blood racing through their veins, their gazes locked in a recognized emotions. "How can I prove to you, that.. God!! You're special to me, love?!"
He licked his lips staring at her face, a gleam noticable in his eyes.Obviously, she was something more sweeter than honey. "Well!! To hell with it... (Στο διάολο). I'll be damned, if I don't do this now".
Before she could imagine his next action,he bent his head on her neck and his teeth clamped on the side of her neck, Celina
moaned,her voice as sweet sound of pleasure filled his ears,her fingers tightening in his hair.
Their bodies shivered from the emotions, pure sensuality and the hot pleasure of his mouth on her neck.
He fucking gave her a love bite!!!!
Before she could process her emotions and the mind-blowing pleasure that occured to her body, she felt his body grow hot all over. It wasn't the normal hotness, he felt for her when their bodies lit up in desire. It was a strange one.
Before she could lift his head up from her neck,He lifted his head. His body shuddered violently,his breath panting, then a harsh sounds escaping his throat. His lips parted and sputtered blood from his mouth.
Celina's eyes widened in horror, her mouth parted in shock for some seconds. Then after some seconds,Her fingers started showing signs of noticeable shaking, her teeth chattering in panic.
"Oh my..oh..what--Jesus!!". Her voice in shaky sounds while she nudged closer to him, using a hand to pat his back and the same time covering his mouth to stop him from spitting more blood.
Tears slid down her face,as he raised his head once more, his mouth filled with blood, staining his shirt. His eyes reddened and body growing hot than before.
Celina's heart race faster, crying while holding on to him. What was happening? Did the love bite made him bleed?! Is there a possibility love bites making someone capable of bleeding?
She had hurt him again. Her innocent mind filled with fear and worries as she touched the pool water with her hands to test the coldness and took some water in her palms several times, dripping the pool water on his head to cool him.
Then, using her wet, shaky hands, Celina rubbed his forehead in circular motions repeatedly. He took her hands in his; his blood hot, even though her wet palms were entwined in his. She could feel how hot his hands were; he couldn't even hold her palms tightly. It made her even more scared.
"Love--Lo..ve". He struggled to speak admist the pain he was suppressing in. His head pounding, his body shaking as though needles pierced his skin in an unending hell.
His hand was twitched, blood forming in his mouth, ready to spurt out in large copes. He tried to calm his heart rate and the deep wound in his chest. Why would she think it was because of a love bite?..Her innocence was amusing him and softening his heart in ways he couldn't explain.
"I'm hurt..in my chest. A wound, I think the bullet bruised me or I..I..was..Sh--".
His words were cut off when she screamed, "You were sho..shot?!" Her body shivered, tears sliding down her face continuously. " I..I thought... it was when.."
Tears constricted her throat as, it slid from her eyes, unable to stop herself from holding it back. "you kissed me..on..my..ne--ck". Her body heaved while his bloody lips carved a small smile, she was too innocent; it was crazy and he found it arousing.
"No.. don't cry". As he tried to wipe her tears with his finger, his mouth spat blood again, coughing continuously, while clawing his fingers at his chest where his aching heart was beat fast.
His slivery eyes blinked rapidly, fighting not to lose consciousness.
Rapidly, Celina's shaky hands moved to undo the buttons on his shirt, revealing his bare chest. Close to his heart, blood seeped from an open wound.
Her hand shook evenly, mind racing, filled with curiosity. How and When had he been badly injured? What was the root cause of his Injury? And why hadn't he signaled that he was in
pain?
Tears streamed down her face as her body shook in fear, realizing the depth of his wound.
How much pain was he feeling because of this..deep gunshot wound? Tears filled her eyes, but she blinked them away. This wasn't the perfect time to shed tears; now was the time to take care of his wound.
She looked for the thread at the bottom of her hooded gown and tore it away, leaving small part of her thighs, close to her knees bare. Then, carefully she laid Leon on the tiled surface, blurring her vision as he choked, blood mixed with spit spurting from his mouth.
Renewed fear filled her heart once more. He cannot die!! She wouldn't let anything happen to her handsome stranger. She had to keep him safe.
He blinked his red eyes,her fingers gripping his wrist. Her heart pounded an irregular rhythm in fear as she recalled something like using the leaves he treated her with. His voice was a whisper, barely audible. If care was not taken,
he could bleed to death.
Gathering the leaves together in the pool's water, Celina squeezed them tightly in her palms with every tears and prayers in her heart.
"Let him live, God! Please let him live".
She repeated the prayer over and over, with every fibre of her being. She would never be normal again, if she lost him. It was something no matter what; she couldn't comprehend a life without him.
Then,she pressed the squeezed leaves on his wound, blood flowing down her hands as he groaned deeply like a wounded animal. When he couldn't control the pain anymore, he screamed loudly, tears clouding his vision.
Her arms went around him, hugging him tightly, her palms filled with blood and the pressed leaves still on his wound. Tears continued to sliding down her face at the pain he was enduring. He screamed in pain so much that it affected her to the point that the top her cloth was soaked with her own tears.
When the screaming finally subsided,she only saw a lone dried tear on his face. Her heart broke at the heart-wenching pain he had endured.
Celina carefully removed the blood- mixed leaves from his wound; just a little blood remained, dripping once a while.
She noticed that the bullet wound was very close to his heart. She didn't know how to dress the wound properly, and treat him well and it wasn't a bullet shot directly to his chest - it seemed as if the bullet had brushed past him, wounding him instead of the bullet targeted shot and piercing his heart.
Some particles of the bullet were no longer inside the wound, thanks her improvised method. A few particles remained on the surface of the wound and it needed an expert on medical practice to remove them from him before it dug deeper, worsen and caused unbearable pain.
Using the torn cloth from her hoodie gown, she wrapped it around his chest wound and tied the strap to his shoulder.
Tears welled up in her eyes again at the pain he was passing through. It was all her fault. How had the bullet reached him? Maybe at the cliff's side or while they were running.
Why hadn't she noticed the signs? Or was it triggered when he narrated his past story and the blood started building up?
Her protector was hurt instead of her.
It was her fault!! She dragged him to this mess. After tying the makeshift bandage, she didn't know what to do next. How could she get them to the roadside then the hospital!
She heared him coughing hard,tears running down her face as he lay on the pool's surface. She knelt by his side, both of their bloody hands entwined as he fought for every breath out of the nostrils — either a breath of giving up and waiting for death or breath or clinging to the last shred of hope that he could be treated.