The Witch On The Mountain

Chapter 13

I placed the final jars of sorted herbs in the cupboard as the final streams of light disappeared over the horizon. I joined Nathaniel at the fires edge as he cooked the fish.

The flames crackled at our feet as I sat next to him on a log. I felt the need to feel Nathan's skins so I reached out taking his forearm. He placed his lips on my forehead staring into the fire.

" I only have one more day with you" I said my thoughts spilling out before I could stop myself.

"You have the rest of your life with me." He said moving my hair away from my neck " but we'll be separating for a short while at dawn after tomorrow." He said his breath against my ear as he buried his face into my neck .

That's right he had to cross the mountain at dawn. We remained in a comfortable silence until he removed the fish from the fire, handing me a portion in a wooden bowl and taking the pot for himself.

I took a bite, enjoying the flavor. I liked fish more than deer or bird, it didn't taste as unnatural. Nathan ate the steaming pot quickly as if it wasn't just taken out the fire. 

I observed him in the low light of the fire, enjoying the shadows casted along his frame. He felt my eyes and smiled at me the mess around his mouth letting his teeth appear dazzling.

I wanted to kiss him, do more of what he did in the river. I shifted in discomfort trying the finish the scraps before me.

" I can smell you." Nathan said setting the now empty pot aside. I shrunk back embarrassed for some reason, I didn't know why the idea of him knowing my thoughts made me uneasy.

He got up throwing a nearby bucket of soil, extinguishing the fire. He took the bowl from my hand balancing the tools he used for cooking in one hand and extending his other hand to me. A subtle demonstration of strength.

I took his hand allowing him to lead me outside. He was quick to lead me to my bedroom depositing the blanket and laying down on the floor. I quickly undressed and joined him.

He encased me with his arms covering our bodies as he pressed against me from behind.  I felt him hot against my backside, it must have been the part of him I had seen earlier.

" Your smell gives away what you're thinking"

I shuddered at the way his breath brushed my ear.  He could smell my unusual thoughts? I suspected they had a physical effect on my body, but I wasn't aware it had one on my smell.

I pulled his large warm hand to my chest, closing it over where I wanted them to be.

'So give me what I want'
"So give me what I want"

I wasn't ashamed, I wasn't embarrassed, I wanted him. I wasn't sure what my body was telling me but it seemed as if he knew.

I could hear his harsh inhales as his hand tightened around my chest, I made that sound again. I leaned into him as I felt him grind his hips to mine, his hot protrusion against my back.

His lips attacked the back of my neck his other hand falling between my legs. Would he touch me there too?

"Azula" my name escaped his lips through clenched teeth, his strangled voice making my stomach flutter.

He lifted my leg , slipping himself between my thighs. I gasped as his hand disappear into me, the sensation sudden as he began massaging my sensitive flesh.

He resumed his slow movement, allowing his hips to move back and forth creating friction. I tried to muffle my sounds in the blanket as the combination of movements made me increasingly louder. I let his name escape my lips as I gasped into the fabric.

I felt pressure building inside me, a sensation gradually getting more intense. Nathan must have felt it too because he began going faster. Circling his fingers inside me, rutting against me harder and faster.

His hand left my chest, hard mounds left exposed to the cold night. His hand now gripping my hips to control my movement. He grunted my name again.

"Azula" his voice horse and pleading. I liked the way my name fell from his lips, it made me feel powerful.

I was unable to muffle my sounds any longer as an explosion of sensation overtook my body, forcing me to cry out. In my own haze I felt a warm liquid gush out from Nathan, coatings skin.

Trying to catch my breath I reached down inspecting the sticky mess we created. I turned to look at Nathan, pausing in awe at his appearance.

His cheeks were red and he too was out of breath. His hair in disarray as he took deep breaths trying to recompose himself, his eyes half shut and his face contorted in the most submissive expression.

I liked that face in him, I liked that I could make him hold that expression.

He looked over at me pulling me to him, letting the mess coat his skin as he kissed me through breathlessness. I laid against his chest listening to his rapidly beating heart.

' That's what we need. Next time let him take us fully' the distorted voice said.

I moved my necklace aside not enjoying the way it formed a barrier between our contact.

"I wanna mark you so bad" Nathan said more to himself than me. If marking was anything like what we just did I wanted him to do it.

Ignoring our impending separation I thought my awaking couldn't come any sooner so I could leave this place with him.

Glancing up at his pleasing face I buried my head in the crock of his neck and before I knew it an uneasy sleep slowly took me.

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