BODY ON ME

When they were gone, I returned to Corion and began tending to his wounds. I cleaned the blood off his wounds and applied some of the healing salves on his body. I leaned back and sat in my seat, staring at Corion who seemed to have gone into a deep sleep. He should be healing any minute from now but as the hours passed, he only seemed to grow weaker.

I watched him intently, my heart heavy with worry. Corion looked so pale and fragile in his slumber, the fact that he was in this state made me more anxious and a little bit scared. I hoped he wouldn't die because of me, I hope he was going to be okay, heck I would take him being a cocky and arrogant asshole over this state of him.

"So please wake up, damn you!" I said out loud as I stared at Corion.

I must have dozed off at one point because I was suddenly startled awake by the sound of someone whimpering. Standing up, I moved closer towards where Corion was and I saw that the bruises on his back were now fading into faint shadows.

Corion released another whimper and I edged closer to him, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Hmmmm…" Corion released another whimper, his brows furrowed in discomfort as she shivered.

What was happening to him? Reagan and Anya hadn't mentioned anything about this side of him! I muse before reaching out to touch his head, only to recoil at that chill that met my fingertips. He was cold, far too cold, and my heart clenched in fear.

"Corion!" I called out as I bent down to look at him.

"It's cold, far too c..c..cold in here.." Corion managed to get out.

Shit! I cursed as I stared at the door hoping Reagan or Anya would enter any moment from now, but the stupid door remained shut, a sign no one was coming to my aid and I was all alone! Fuck! I almost yelled out as I stared back at Corion who was still shivering.

Releasing a few strings of curses under my breath, I stood up and reached for the blanket on the bed, wrapping him with it. Instead of calming him as I hopped, Corion began to thrash and when I touched him, he was still cold.

How the fuck was this even possible? He's a freaking werewolf, he shouldn't be cold! I thought to myself as I stared down at him as he continued to release pitiful whimpers in pain.

Cursing softly under my breath, I knew that I had to do something drastic to warm him. An idea formed in my mind, one that made my cheeks flush with embarrassment and trepidation. I could provide him with my body heat, and offer him the warmth he so desperately needed. It was a risky move, one that could compromise my honor and what I stand for, but I could not stand by and watch him suffer.

With a deep breath, I made up my mind. Reaching behind me, I tugged down my zipper, removing the sleeves of my dress and the corset around my waist. I allowed the dress to fall, the cool air of the room sending shivers down my spine.

Ignoring my discomfort, I climbed into the bed beside Corion, wrapping my arms around his trembling form. The warmth of my skin met the coldness of his and I felt a jolt of electricity pass between us.

Corion stirred at my touch, his eyes fluttering open in confusion. "Aneesa?"I could see the question in his gaze, the uncertainty of my actions reflected on me. But as he felt the heat of my body against his, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips and once again, I was stunned by his beauty.

Of all the moments he could open his eyes, he chooses this one, figures! I stared down at him, "Don't you dare say a word that will ruin this moment or I swear I will leave you to deal with your hypothermia on your own." I whispered but made sure he could hear the threat in my voice.

Corion grinned weakly at me, "Thank you!" He breathed out and I parted my mouth to say something but the only thing that escaped my lips was just air.

Corion snuggled deeper against me and I hugged him tighter, ignoring the way my heart pounded as I tried very hard not to think of his hard body against mine.

 ***

A pleasant heat surrounded my body and I snuggled even deeper. This was the best bed ever but it felt a little hard. That was my first thought as I slowly came awake. Why was the bed hard? That didn't make any sense. The bed was supposed to be soft but now it was warm and hard and it was wrapped all over me.

My eyes flew open only to realize I wasn't lying on the bed, at least not completely. What was under my cheek wasn't a pillow. It was a chest, a hard chest with dust of blonde hair that rose and fell steadily. Beneath my hand wasn't a blanket but an impressive stomach and heavy hands were wrapped around my hips possessively, my bare hips!

Blessed oracle! I thought as embarrassment washed over him. I threatened him about doing anything funny with me but based on the way, I was lying on top of him it was clear that I was the one who had sought him out in my sleep.

I froze when I realized the intimate position we were in. My breasts were pressed against his chest, his thighs were tucked between mine, and the soft material of his breeches nestled against a very intimate part of me while his hand cupped my rear possessively sending a sweet shiver down my spine.

Gods above, I shouldn't want this! This was incredibly stupid and dangerous, I shouldn't be craving more of his touch or thinking about the way my body fit perfectly with his. But gods above, I wanted this! I thought to myself when Corion shifted against me causing my heart to stop in my chest.

Corion's arms tightened against me, causing me to be pressed firmly against him and when he shifted, I could feel something hard poke me against that intimate aching area below.

"Oh, gods!" A shocking aching pulse went through my body in waves and my toes curled as I stared at Corion who was still asleep.

This was bad, bad, bad, bad! I thought to myself as I tried to get away from him.

Corion's arm loosened, but I was still pressed against him. I wiggled softly trying to get away from him but Corion released a groan as he turned slightly away from me, his tousled blonde hair a halo of gold against the pale sheets. The line of his brows and jaws were relaxed in sleep, a peaceful expression on his face.

Unable to look away, I was snared by how peaceful he looked while asleep, and his lips, I couldn't get a good look at them. As if sensing my thoughts, Corion turned his head back towards mine making me get a full look at his face. I held my breath captivated by the sight of him so close, his features were even more striking.

Thick lashes shielded his eyes from view, hiding the color and intensity that lay beneath. His lips were full and plump, slightly parted as he breathed softly. I couldn't tear my gaze away from them, wondering what it would feel against mine.

Damn it, Neesa, what the fuck is wrong with you? I chastised myself as I realized where my train of thought was heading! Get your head straight! I told myself as I tugged my gaze away from those sinful tempting lips of his.

I needed to get away from here! He was healed now and okay which meant, I had to leave. Reagan and Anya should be here any minute now. Now if only I could find a way to get away from him without waking him up, so I could get dressed and get out of the room.

I started to pull away when without warning Corion's eyes snapped open. There was no time for me to move or respond. He was shockingly fast as he grabbed me by my hips and rolled me under him. His pupils were so dilated that only a sliver of his green eyes was visible, sending a shiver down my spine. His lips pulled back, revealing long, elongated gangs that gleamed in the dim light of the room, and a feral growl escaped from his throat, vibrating through my body.

"Corion?" I asked as he grabbed me by my throat, "What is wrong with you?"