Orian’s pov
Our foreheads touched as her hands slid from my shoulders to my neck, fingers around it.I could feel her beads and metal of her ring against my skin.
Our noses brushed, and her thumb stroked a spot on my neck that made me weak-kneed with sparks growing over my skin, "Did you feel that?" She whispered brushing her thumb over the spot again and I closed my eyes contemplating if to tell her or not.
"Feel what?" I asked, my breath mingling with hers. I brought my hand up to her jaw, taking it between my thumb and forefinger.
I couldn't hold it anymore, I wanted her to be the first woman I would kiss and I wanted it now.
It had to be her, it felt just right that she'd have my first kiss and even though, I had no idea how a kiss should go, she must have kissed her dead fiancé or
