Out of the World

16. Fever

Nina

After having a great time on the roof, Zorion and I went to my room. I sat on the edge of the huge bed, still feeling a little sick-tired. Zorion took my face between his hands and kissed my lips softly, before heading to the door, “Good night, Honey.”

“Wait, can’t you stay? At least a little longer?” I asked. It seemed like I wasn’t above sounding needy when I was around him. Well, even though I didn’t like the feeling, I did feel that I needed him. I felt it in every damn cell of my body!

“I can stay for as long as you want.” A smile broke on his lips and he sat beside me, taking me in his arms. Yes, it was much better. Melting into his arms, I shut my rational side down completely. Tomorrow, I would be gone, so today I wouldn’t waste any minute away from him.

“Are you cold? Do you need something?” he asked, looking into my eyes and searching for any hidden need.

“No, I am alright.” I had all I needed now.

An idea popped into my mind as I saw my phone on the bedside table. Lena said that they had an internet connection here. Maybe I could start trying to save my bvtt tonight. Taking the phone in my hand, I realised that for some reason it still had some battery. Wasn’t this magical?

To my surprise, when I took a better look at the small scratched screen, I saw over ten missed calls from Laura and two SMS. What the hell? I even had a phone signal here!

It was all so weird! Laura never called me, unless she forgot her keys, but I knew she wouldn’t call me to give her my keys when she knew where I was.

Reading her messages only made me nervous. Zorion squeezed my hand in reassurance and tightened his hold on me.

Laura: Nina, call me now!

Laura: It’s urgent. CALL ME!

Dialling her number as fast as possible, I called her but it went directly to the mailbox.

“She must be asleep, it’s late. You can call her back tomorrow first thing. I will find a charger for you. Your battery is almost empty,” he told me.

My head nodded, “Thank you.” It wasn’t like I had another option. After putting my phone to charge, Zorion came back to the room, his shirt missing. My tongue moved across my bottom lip inadvertently and I swallowed hard. He had so many packs, but I was so lost in a thick wave of desire that I lost count of them. His muscles were rippled to damn perfection.

He looked down at himself and at my stupid-ogling eyes and chuckled before lying beside me and tucking me in his arms.

“I have no sleeping clothes,” I murmured weakly. Was the fever coming back or another kind of fever that made me lose my mind?

“You don’t need any. I will keep you warm, Honey,” he whispered in my ear before cupping my face gently and aligning my mouth with his. My eyes were lost in his warm green ones but soon they roamed down to his lips; fleshy, delicious lips that Zorion pressed against mine while his hand wandered from my waist to my hips in sensual yet soft caresses.

He was taking my breath away and making me addicted to his summer-day scent. His smell was the only thing I wanted to breathe. Well, he said he would ‘tend to my needs’, and man, I did need his kisses!

His fingers wrapped around the hem of my dress, and he was about to pull it up when I stopped him by placing my hands on top of his much bigger ones. A cold wave of insecurity flew through my veins, making my body stiff.

“I’m not … beautiful or anything like that,” it was better to give him the headline first, no? Anything is better than a huge disappointment. I was not in shape and even though I was a sack of bones, I had a little jelly belly.

Zorion took my hands in his and looked into my eyes. His green eyes were now blue, “Don’t ever say such a thing! You are beautiful, gorgeous!” he sounded very serious, slightly offended even.

A deep exhale left me. Maybe it was a soulmate thing, to see the other person in a different way. So, I wouldn’t argue with the handsome ‘blind’ man beside me, especially not when his lips were so close to mine, and I yearned to kiss them. His tongue dove into my mouth, swirling with mine in warm and soft caresses. After taking his time, exploring, conquering and dominating every corner of my mouth, Zorion’s kisses went down my jaw, reaching my arched neck. My body angled towards his in an involuntary reflex. His tongue lapped a straight line down my neck, and he pressed a kiss on the place my neck and shoulder met, sucking and nibbling the skin there. Goosebumps rose across my skin, my pulse raced and my body burned desperately for him. Hell, I wanted more, I didn’t even know what, but I wanted all of it. Things down south were a hot and wet mess.

His hand was on the hem of my dress once again and Zorion looked at me asking for permission, and I nodded absently, lost, febrile/feverish. He pulled my dress up slowly, almost reverently, his eyes fixed on mine, reassuring me.

Here goes nothing! I bit my lips nervously, but his gaze on mine managed to keep me grounded somehow.

My arms lifted for him to take it off and the dress was gone. I hugged myself, inadvertently covering my chest. Zorion didn’t say anything, he only continued from where he stopped, pressing a kiss on my neck before peppering my shoulders with soft kisses and hot licks.

My breath raced at the delicious and skilled way he teased me. He must have done this so many times, been with so many girls. This thought brought a bitter taste to my mouth, and I tried to brush it away, thinking only about my skin and his lips. He pressed a kiss at the swell of my breasts, right above the place my arms were firmly set, hiding myself. Instead of removing my arms, he kissed each one of them slowly, reaching the back of my hand.

“Honey, there is nothing more beautiful in any world than you. You are my soulmate. The Goddess made you for me in the same way she made me for you. It means that She put together all I love, all that pleases and arouses me, and made every inch of your skin. Every curve and edge, every freckle. You will always be my favourite dish and I will be the same to you,” he explained with a whisper, his hand reaching down my belly and cupping my clothed mound.

Zips of electricity roamed through my bloodstream and I couldn’t resist it anymore. All my insecurities went away, giving place to a hot and huge wave of desire. I sank into it, getting completely wet and unable to breathe properly.

My arms wrapped around his neck, and he smiled as he placed a soft kiss on my lips before his tongue caressed the swell of my breasts once again. Slow, hot, delirious. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to let him kiss me there. His fingers caressed my wet panties right there! Hell, that was embarrassing.

“Zorion, I am wet,” I murmured.

“I know, Honey. You are wet for me,” he murmured against my breast. His voice was an octave lower, grave, possessive. No disgust detected. How come? His fingers did not relent, reaching down. I knew that women would get wet when they are aroused. I had felt it before just looking at him, kissing him. But now I was gushing like a broken pipe. This should be too much and kind of gross, no?

“That’s bad, Zorion. Don’t be a weirdo!” I murmured. Moving his head up he looked at me, confusion and desire clear in his almost blue eyes.

“Nina, it’s not bad at all. It’s a great thing, incredibly sexy! It means you want me as much as I want you, that your body is ready to welcome me in.”

His words made me swallow hard and I nodded, understanding things better. Why don’t they explain that in the se.xual education classes? This would be much more useful than ‘the putting a condom on a banana part.’

“I want to make you come, Honey. I promised that I would tend to your needs and there is nothing I need more than to see you lost in pleasure,” he told me as his hand got into my lacy panties and he started to caress me there. My mind wanted me to close my thighs and disappear, but my thighs had a mind of their own and they only opened further. As soon as his finger touched a sensitive spot, my body jerked up, and heat pulsed through my veins. The electric sensation travelling through my whole body made my mind hazy.

“I need to taste you, Honey,” his tone was urgent and I only nodded, not even processing what I was agreeing to. I needed it, whatever it was, as long as it was him giving me it.

Unhooking my bra with his free hand, he pulled it down with his teeth and his mouth captured a n.ipple. He sucked it into his mouth, caressing my sensitive skin with his tongue. Soft and slow caresses. Ravenous and urgent ones. The alternation of both was driving me insane. His finger circled and flicked my tender folds. My mind was so cloudy, not really understanding what was happening, yet my body seemed to know it very well. It reacted to every touch and kiss, my back arching, my heart fluttering and my insides clenching. My body was exploding, but Zorion didn’t stop. His kisses only got more intense, his fingers picked their pace and another finger circulated my entrance. It made my s*x feel empty, eager to be filled as never before. My stomach undulated and my delirious mind only knew one thing: it needed him there.

“Holy damn…!” I screamed.

Chuckling against my skin, he detached his mouth from my ni.pple for a moment, “I need to touch you inside, Nina.”

Nodding frantically, I thrust my breasts towards his mouth. I was completely lost and I wanted his touch and his kisses everywhere! He pushed his finger into me slowly, the unfamiliar intrusion was at first funny and uncomfortable. But as soon as he slid his finger in and out once, an electric current flared down there and it was so damn good. He circled my n.ipple with his tongue, his eyes fixed on mine. Without stopping caressing the tender bud within my folds, he curled his finger inside me, and that was my undoing. A shriek parted my lips. My whole body spasmed and I saw dancing lights behind my eyelashes. Zorion kept kissing and touching me until my body calmed down.

When I opened my eyes, he tucked me into his arms and murmured, “That was so beautiful, Nina. the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” To my utter shock, he licked his finger and groaned. The finger that was inside me!

“You look exhausted,” he murmured, peppering soft kisses on my face and hair, his hand cupping my breast. Good, it was already aching for more of his touches.

“Zorion…I,” I mumbled incoherently, not even knowing what I was about to say. My heavy eyelashes closed and I drifted to sleep.

I woke up with a smile on my face, his arms around me, the naked skin of our chests touching. My eyes were fixed on him; he was so handsome, so perfect, gentle and magical, and he wanted me!

His golden locks fell on his forehead freely, his eyes still closed, his lips absurdly sexy and the light stubble growing down his lips only made this big and gentle man even more virile.As soon as I snapped out from this dream feeling, I managed to stand up and go for my phone.

“Honey, are you calling Laura?” he asked, sitting up on the bed. I nodded and sat by his side. His lips caressed mine in a quick kiss before I dialled the number. He wrapped me in his arms as the phone rang, his hand on mine for reassurance. To my relief, Laura picked it.

My flatmate answered the call with a dramatic tone,“Nina! Finally! Damn girl, what kind of mess did you put yourself into?”