Chapter 7: A very special gift.
The next morning he found himself awake with her draped over him. Her head on his chest, arm wrapped around him and her leg draped across his lower waist. He tried to untangle himself from her while trying to not wake her, instead she just snuggled up tighter against him. Finally unable to wait any longer he put his face to hers and told her he'd be right back. She reluctantly let go with a cute pout, and he made a beeline to do his business. When he walked back to the room to throw on some pants, she was laying there with open groggy eyes, she asked him for some water as she got up to use the washroom.
He walked to the kitchen to fetch both of them some, set the glasses on the table, then added more wood to the fire and stoked it with the few remaining coals. Once the fire was going again he grabbed the glasses and went to his room. He noticed her eyes were closed, and he hoped she had gone back to sleep but when he put the cups on the side table her eyes opened. Once she was in a sitting position he handed her one of the cups. She pulled the blankets back enough so he could lay down beside her. After getting in bed with her, he brushed the hair from her face, leaned over and kissed her forehead.
"How do you feel," he asked with concern in his voice. She reached across him and set it her cup down beside his after she emptied it. She then looked at him and put her lips to his and kissed him with all the passion she could, when their lips separated both of them were breathless.
When their breathing and hearts had slowed down she looked at him. The love he felt and saw in her eyes overwhelmed him with feelings. He groaned, pulled her into his arms tightly, "l love you Elayne," and kissed her again.
After what seemed like ages, they came up for air, she tightened her arm across him, settled her head against his chest listening to his heartbeat.
"I'm fine Hawke, what happened to me last night? Why did I freak out that way?"
"You had a panic attack, your body and brain just couldn't take the extra information that your father told you. If he was here right now I'd punch him." He said aggravated.
She leaned on her elbow staring at him with a grin on her lips, "if my father was here right now with both of us half naked and you laying beside me in your bed, you'd be getting more than a punch."
He couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm sure your right, but I'm a big boy, I can handle myself."
"That you are," she grinned as her hand started rubbing his chest before becoming serious. "Father said that I had died, and you almost died, what did he mean by that?" He felt her tensing up against him, and he stroked her back until she relaxed again.
"Elayne, what I'm going to tell you might cause you some discomfort, I wish it didn't have to, but I need you to process this now instead of later when I'm not around. I want you to stay calm, if it makes you feel better, keep your hand against my chest and feel my heartbeat until your hearts beating with mine like it is now, if it starts to become too much, okay?"
She nodded and waited for him to continue. "When that arrow hit you the tip was literally against your heart. I didn't realize that it had actually punctured through until your brother started pulling it out and blood started bleeding faster, and I lost you for a second. When I saw the puncture I told your brother to stop, so I could repair the wound before you bled out, while I was in there I started massaging your heart and was able to get it beating again. When I had that part of you healed and with my sisters and your brothers help I was able to heal the rest as the arrow came out. After I came back from the healing I didn't realize how much I was drained, how weak my body was, until I got ready to stand up, and I almost lost consciousness. But because I was so focused on you, my determination and my feelings for you kept me strong enough until Bethany gave me a couple of potions."
He felt a wetness on his chest, her body shaking, he tipped her head up and saw that she was crying. He put his arms around her and pulled her up to him, "Elayne," he said gently, "look at me, please baby." It took some time, but he was finally able to get her to look at him.
When he saw the tears in her eyes his heart literally broke. He put his mouth to hers, and she opened for him. He showed her the warmth, love, and passion he felt for her. He tried to show her what life would be like with them together for the rest of their lives. He poured his heart and soul into the kiss and tightened his grip on her, vowing to never let go, where he went she went.
After a while they parted, and he looked in her eyes, "I love you Elayne Hawke, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to feel you in my arms every night before I go to bed and every morning I wake up. I want to see those beautiful baby blue eyes staring at me each time. I want to give you the world, make you the happiest woman alive. You mean everything to me and I can't wait to show you everyday just how much. I want to be one with you in every way possible."
"I love you too Arik Hawke. I want us together forever. More than you'll ever know," she whispered as she snuggled up to him. Unconsciously he lay there rubbing her back, thinking, sliding his fingers up and down her, ever so lightly.
He felt her squirming under him, when he looked down at her, she was laughing, "Hawke stop it, your fingers are tickling me."
He got a wicked grin on his face, "oh is that so." He proceeded to keep on ever so lightly rubbing her side but this time he put both hands on her sides until she was wriggling and begging him to stop.
"Hawke, no more please," in between laughter, "you're going to make me pee." She should never of said that as he intensified his fingers, rubbing and wiggling them up and down her sides and belly. He had her laughing so hard, she was wriggling and squirming all over the place. All of a sudden she jumped up, gave him a glare and ran into the washroom leaving him there laughing.
"Your such an ass, Arik Hawke." But he could hear the laughter in her voice.
"That's true, but you love your ass." They both laughed after he said that. She came back in the room standing there in the doorway with her arms crossed pouting at him. Still chuckling, he watched her as she stood there in his shirt, 'even her pouting was sexy,' he thought starring at her. Suddenly he stopped smirking as he felt a shift in him. He looked her up and down slowly, seeing how beautifully hot, sexy and desirable she looked with that pout.
Something in his eyes changed and she saw it. His eyes were suddenly hot, hungry, there was the promise of heated passion in them. He got up, and she saw the bulge in his pants as he stalked towards her. She tried to back away till her back hit the wall, still pretending she was angry with him, but he didn't buy it. She pretended to fight him off, but that just got him more riled up. He took her hands and put them above her head with one of his. Then put his face to her neck, taking her scent into his body. He found her ear and started nibbling on it, felt her squirming. He started licking, nibbling and kissing his way to her mouth, before devouring her, his hand unbuttoning her shirt. Once unbuttoned he lowered his mouth to her breast, putting her nipple between his lips pulling and sucking on it, his hand rubbing and flicking her other nipple. She started squirming but being pressed against the wall with her hands bound she was helpless, and he was just getting started.
"Hawke please," she panted heavily, but he lifted his head and looked at her with a wicked grin on his face. He went to her other breast, giving that nipple the same attention he had given the other. His free hand went down between her legs, and spread her legs slightly with his knee and put his hand on her. She squirmed and moaned, he rubbed her clit until she started whimpering.
He kept rubbing her, while alternating between her nipples with his mouth until she bucked against his hand, her moaning getting louder. Right before he brought her to the edge, he stuck his fingers inside her, she cried out his name, her body tightening, her juices sliding down his fingers. He savored her sounds as he started sliding in and out of her. She was so hot, moist and tight, he felt his shaft pulsing with need for her, he ignored it. He felt her tighten around his fingers as he brought them in and out of her. Slowly at first and then faster and faster until she climaxed again, more of her juices running down his fingers. He let go of her hands and carried her back to the bed and put her hands on her breasts, lowered his head nibbling and kissing down her body until he got to between her legs.
"Elayne, look at me, I want you to look at me while I do this," he said huskily.
She opened her eyes, and he captured hers with his as his mouth invaded her. Her eyes got wide, her hips came up as he thrust his tongue inside her before his mouth captured her clit, he licked and sucked on it before his tongue slid in and out of her, the whole time he held her gaze. Her eyes widened, her thighs tightened around his head, with a pleading look, between gasps of pleasure as he took her once again over the edge. Just as she was about to explode, he thrust his tongue deep up in her, sucking and tasting her sweet juices until she quit squirming against him, panting heavily.
