Their Possession

Forty Five

A warmth that felt more than comfortable, embraced his body. A sweet weight above his body which felt more like a cozy blanket. Slow warm breaths tickled the skin on the crook of his neck. He opened his eyes and let it roam around him lazily.

It's like he doesn't even want to move his eyes, he doesn't want to move anywhere or anything. He doesn't want to move away from this warmth that is surrounding him. His eyes took in everything. Every single thing around him.

The first thing he looks at in the morning is her peaceful face nuzzled into his neck. Every warm breath from her makes his breath uneven as he could feel every inch of her body attached to his. She is laying on top of him with her knees bent on either side of his body.

His one hand placed on her thigh and the other buried in her hair, massaging her scalp as he kissed her temple. He grimaced remembering how they got into this position.

He woke up in the middle of the night to the strange sound and got worried seeing her sweating, breathing unevenly and whimpering constantly in her sleep. He immediately cooed her softly, hugging her to his chest. He made sure not to wake her up in the process of calming her down.

His eyes moved to the window and sighed happily seeing the sunlight streams golden through the window in a well mannered announcement of the risen sun. He couldn't remember the last time he slept this peacefully. His arms wrapped around her possessively as he felt the need to prolong this moment for as long as he is alive.

Elora stirred a little, slowly waking up. As she squirmed trying to move away from whatever she was laying on, she couldn't do that as her body was held down by a strong arm.

"Good morning sweetheart." An amused voice greeted her ear and now she is wide awake as she looked up at Edward with wide eyes wondering how she came up here. She tried to get up but his arms didn't let her move.

"How did I come up?" She glared at him and asked accusingly while trying to ignore the fact that how cute he is looking in the morning with his bed hair and all.

He raised his eyebrow "Don't you remember?"

She shook her head slowly while trying to remember whether she had any nightmare at night. If she did clung to him due to the nightmare, it would be so embarrassing, she thought.

"You clung to me like chew gum as soon as you sleep. I even tried to pry you off of me for a while." He said accusingly. In return she just looked at him suspiciously deciding on whether to believe him or not.

She again tried to move away from him but he didn't let her. "Are you sure I'm the one who clung to you?" She gritted her teeth in annoyance.

"I am sure, sweetheart. And you can go if you want to but.." he smirked, "only if I get my morning kiss."

She froze and looked at him wide eyed. "you - you are unbelievable." She scoffed still trying to get off.

"Elora."

"What?" She responds still trying to get off.

"You are blushing." The amusement doesn't seem to fade in his tone. Elora stopped and looked up at him. Her face seems to heat up more looking at his smug face which doesn't lessen his charm any bit. She scolded herself for finding him attractive at this moment.

'Am I ovulating or what, what's wrong with me? Elora, don't forget what he did last night'

Her thoughts cut off when he comes closer, his nose brushing hers. She froze, glancing at his lips. He leaned and let their lips brush slightly before capturing her lips and kissing it softly. His tongue nudged her lips asking for entrance which she hesitated. He flipped their position roughly and slammed their lips again, this time plunging his tongue straight into her mouth, kissing her hungrily.