His Felicity, His Happiness

Untitled Part 5

Her body was pressed against a warm and hard chest. It had been awhile since she had slept that well. Being in Sah-Him's arms felt good. She could still feel his mouth against her cheek.

Her right hand was resting on his very naked chest. He probably had taken off his shirt after she had fallen asleep. She could feel his heart beating against her palm. She felt at peace. She felt safe. She felt alive.

Looking up at him, she observed his face. He looked younger and vulnerable while sleeping. Her eyes descended to his muscular torso. He had scars. Lots of them. She wondered what he had been through all those years. She wondered when he had killed for the first time. How old he'd been. How he'd felt in that moment. She put her face in the crock of his neck and inhaled deeply. A week ago, she never would've imagined being in a man's arms. After Ray, she'd been scared. Scared that what she'd been through happened again. But being near Sah-Him, in the comfort of his arms, she didn't feel fear, she felt alive.

As she caressed his chest, his hold on her tightened and he opened his eyes. God he was gorgeous. She really wanted to kiss him. His eyes went to hers and that was when she couldn't wait anymore. She pressed her lips to his slowly, once, twice but quickly the chaste kiss became something more. He flipped her over on her back, and kissed her like she was his oxygen. She moaned at the sensation. When they both needed air, he released her mouth and started to kiss her neck. He pressed himself more against her and she felt it. He was hard. She rubbed her breast against his chest, needing some friction. Needed something to relieve the building ache in her core.

"Felicity." she didn't know if it was a warning for her to stop or an encouragement to continue.

She soon found out the answer when his mouth reclaimed her once again and his hold on her waist tightened. She wrapped her legs around him and a loud groan left his mouth. She wanted more. She wanted skin on skin.

Suddenly his hand slipped under her underwear and...

"Oh my god." She was so wet. And so ready.

He slid two fingers into her and shocked the hell out of her by quickly rubbing her clit. She lost it and came. Hard. He kept moving his fingers through her orgasm.

After a minute, he removed his fingers, which were covered with her juice. Eyes on him, he smirked as he slowly put his slick fingers in his mouth never breaking eye contact with her.

She was mesmerized. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't look away. That was the sexiest thing ever. And she had the urge to feel his mouth on her. She was not surprised when he kissed her, dragging his tongue in her mouth so that she could taste herself. She was wrong before, this was the sexiest thing ever. She moaned as his teeth bit her lower lip. She never had been that turned on in her entire life. All of a sudden, he stopped and just watched her.

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Her face was flushed from the orgasm. Her eyes, black with lust. Her mouth swollen from the kiss. Her jaw covered with beard burns. Sah-Him was studying her. He had never seen someone as beautiful as this woman. He could not believe she was here with him.

He had never pleasured a woman before. It was a first for him and seeing her lose control as she climaxed, it was a sight he would never forget.

Her tiny hands were on his naked torso. She was gently stroking him, tracing his scars.

"Why?" A simple word, asking why she was so gentle. Why she had kissed him. Why she was accepting him. Why she was not afraid of him because she should be. He was an assassin. He was a monster.

As much as he wanted her, he was still afraid that one day she would reject him.

"Because you're not a monster." She said as she scrubbed his scruff.