Dark winter

Dark Winter Chapter 7


“What do you like to talk about? She shrugged not sure where to start and feeling thoroughly achkward. She sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering what she really wanted to ask. A million questions flooding her mind are you single, why, etc the list was endless. But she felt uncomfortable asking personal questions. He chuckled as though he could read her tumbled thoughts.
She shifted and rubbed her neck, damn her neck was sore. “Let me guess, you want to know something about me” he said color rose to her cheeks. He knew he had been right. “You might not like it” he answered. She tilted her head to look at him closely, poor Zartan does he really think I'd judge him that harshly. “Just tell me what you feel comfortable about then,” Angel answered.
Zartan swallowed, oh yeah what I feel comfortable with. Which isn’t a whole hell of a lot. He watched her rub her neck again. “Neck sore?” he asked concerned. “Yeah it’s a little stiff,” Angel said back. “Here let me,” he said gently placing his hands on her shoulder. He began to massage her neck gently releasing the cramps from the area. His hands lingered on her shoulder for quite some time; he was unwilling to remove them. Such soft pale skin, she was so warm and beautiful.
“How’s this?" he said “Great" she whispered leaning into his touch. “I’ll tell you about me if you tell me about you” she bargained teasingly. She was leaning back and looking up at Zartan. He just smiled and bent down closing his lips on hers. Her eyes went wide in surprise, she hadn’t expected that. Zartan slid his hand up under her shirt with his lips still locked on hers. His eyes searching her face for any signs that she meant to refuse him. He stopped looking when she started caressing him back.
He closed his eyes enjoying the sensation; Zarana had told him the girl had feeling for him. Like I hadn’t noticed already he thought. She seemed unsure of what to do next, almost like a. He paused no she can’t be, no ones a virgin anymore. He stopped her mid caress, even though it took a tremendous amount of self-control. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked, “Since we met” she whispered back close to his ear “I want you to be the one” “the one what?" He asked. He knew the answer already he just wanted her to think about what she was about to do. “I’ve never been with a man before” she answered blushing a little in embarrassment.
“Ah I see” he whispered back and responding to her caress. His hand moving up under her shirt and lifting it off. He tossed the garment to the floor her under garments soon followed. He paused, as she lay there fully revealed, whoa she was hiding this? Then he slid his hands over the full length of her. As if he was memorizing her with his hands. She kissed his neck in response trailing kisses down his neck. He responded with kisses of his own, gently taking her nipples in his mouth .He teased and rolled them around with his tongue, first one then the other. Then he slid slowly down her body, leaving a trail of fire with his tongue. He parted her thighs and lowered his head between her legs.
When his tongue touched her she jumped in response. She whimpered in response to his movements, gasping and writhing. Then just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he changed positions. He grasped her thighs and pulled her down onto his lap. Then he gently slid inside her, trying not to hurt her, when he took her cherry. Angel gasped at the sudden stab of pain; she hadn’t expected it to hurt. He soon had her forgetting it with a skilled use of his tongue on her breasts.
Every nerve was on fire, was pleasure supposed to feel like this. She had nothing to compare it to. This is what her father called sin he must be crazy. They made love for hours, until they were both exhausted and gasping for breath. As they laid side by side trying to catch their breaths.”Zartan?” she whispered still winded. “Yes “ he answered. “I hope you don’t take this wrong, but I think I love you” He smiled nice thought then he said; “You don’t even know me”. “No one knows you, you won’t let them,” she stated softly.
He sat up leaning on one arm and looking at her closely. “I have my reasons for that”. She tilted her head and looked at him closely. She could tell that he didn’t want to tell her something. “Zartan, you have nothing to fear from me, please all I’m asking is that you give me a chance”. Zartan was torn; let her in, does she knows what she’s asking. If I tell her will she run or does she truly love me. This girl invoked in him feelings he never thought he would have.
“How do I know you won’t leave?” he challenged, “Why would I do that?” “I’m not the person you believe I am,” he said. She nodded not wanting to interrupt; she felt she was getting a glimpse of something no other had ever seen. She could almost swear that he was ashamed of something. “I’m, I’ve done things that were real bad. I”. He kept pausing like he was weighing his words. He thinks that I’ll judge him, she thought.
“Zartan whatever you’ve done in the past I can understand, I won’t run away” He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, rubbed his hand through his hair. Here goes nothing he thought; silently praying that she wouldn’t condemn him. “I’ve been working for this terrorist group for several years, their called Cobra” She nodded silently prompting him to continue. “I’ve killed for them,” he said softly
“I joined a ninja clan with the sole purpose of murdering one of their members, and instead of killing my target I killed an innocent” “someone who trusted me, and I cared for” he whispered feeling very much ashamed of himself. He felt slender arms embrace him “let it go” she whispered holding him. He buried his head into her shoulder. She hadn’t run he thought, like he expected her to do. He just lay there in her arms; feeling like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.