She Belongs To Him

Chap. 34: Breakable

• the cabin above •

A loud sound fills Katie's ears, waking her up. Her body jerks. Her green eyes widen at the darkened room. She spots a few rays of golden sunshine beam through the curtains of the small window beside the fireplace.

A window? Katie arches her brow as she squints at the scarlet curtains at the window, starting to sit up. How long has that been-

A tight grasp holds the blonde in her place, tightening even more. For a brief moment, Katie begins to panic, fearing that a boa constrictor had somehow managed to get ahold of her. Most of her nightmares involved the cold-blooded reptiles. But as Katie tries to wiggle free, she realizes that she is surrounded by heat.

Snakes aren't warm, are they? Katie wonders.

Katie feels the warm coils that is wrapped around her small body. She feels warmth and muscles, her fingers brushing against hair.

That's odd. Katie thinks, her mind racing. Snakes don't have hair.

"Mmm..." A voice tiredly moans into her shoulder, heat tickling her skin. "Stwap...moving..."

Suddenly, the night before flashes through her mind. Her déjà vu. Her choice. Lane. Relief flows over Katie, her muscles relaxing beneath Lane's grasp. Excitement and embarrassment fills the blonde. Never before had Katie experienced her first time until the night before but she is now going through her morning after.

Lane's soft snores fill her ears. Katie feels the front of his warm, naked body pressed against her backside. The thought makes her blush. She shifts in the bed, feeling alone and uncomfortable that she is wide awake but Lane continues to sleep.

Lane slightly jerks, his body pushing against her. "Mmm...go to stweep..."

Katie swiftly turns over so she is facing Lane, who raises his arm for her to move to a comfortable position. Once she has settled in next to his chest, surrounded in his warmth, he wraps his arms tightly around her. His left leg pulls her legs over, tangling their limbs together. Lane's chin rest on the top of her head.

The blonde is suddenly filled with a dilemma. Do I go back to sleep? Do I try and make conversation? Do I try to be flirty? Do I grab what's pressed against my upper thigh? Would that make him want to have sex again? Would that fix how awkward and uncomfortable I feel? Oh I don't know what to do!

Lane's chin that chest rest on top of her forehead shifts, his cheek replacing his chin. His grip squeezes the blonde, cutting the air from her body. His grip automatically loosens, his right hand brushing against her backside as he feels her bare skin. He wraps his arm around her once again.

Katie waits a few minutes until she hears Lane's soft snores. She sighs lightly, telling herself that Lane has forced her decision. She cuddles his chest and closes her eyes, smiling at how engulfed she is in warmth. In Lane's arms.

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Thirty minutes had passed, Lane had managed to wake up. Still groggy from sleep, he feels the small blonde's body as she breathes in and out. She cuddles his chest in her sleep, her cheek pressed to the center of his chest.

Lane had never been cuddled before. He had sex with other women, of course, she but never intimately cuddled. Delicious warmth spreads through his chest, toasting his heart lightly. Taking this precious moment for granted, Lane slowly runs a hand through her hair. It's silky texture soft against his fingertips.