Chapter 92: Nexus
“She tasted his mind and realized she had been starving" —Unknown.
His arms come around to embrace me, one wrapped around the curve of my waist while the other lied over the back of my neck in order to keep me still. His touch is gentle, but his muscles are solid, though it’s not like he needs to hold me down in order to keep me still.
My body relaxes this time, feeling too much warmth and comfort from the contact to really form the will to pull away. I don’t want to go away. This feels right, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. The hardness of his body lean against mine so perfectly, it almost feels like home to me. Almost.
Why do I feel like this? I’ve just met him. This familiar feeling is too comforting for its own good, and it scares me. But just like ever
