Curiosity struck me as I wondered whether he had enlisted someone's help to wrap it. I couldn’t fathom how his massive hands managed to tie such a dainty bow, like the one delicately wrapped around the box.
“What’s this?” My fingers trembled as I reached for the box.
“It belonged to my mother. My sister wrapped it so I could give it to you. She is looking forward to meeting you.”
I jerked my hand back like it was on fire, and had to hold back tears from the sweet gesture. “No way I can accept this... Your sister should have it.”
He ignored my words and pushed the box toward me again, grinning. Then bowed his head, indicating that he wanted me to have it. Excited, I accepted it and took off the colored ribbon. Then removed the gold fabric wrapped around the small box.
When I pulled off the lid, I gasped.
Nestled inside was a dainty silver chain, complete with a sturdy clasp. Adorning it was a captivating green stone similar to an emerald,. The stone was carved into the graceful form of a teardrop. When I held it in my palm, I could feel its substantial weight, which surprised me. The pendant was about the size of my thumb, but wider.
I couldn't speak due to a lump in my throat. My eyes brimmed with tears as I met his gaze.
“Do you like it?” he asked, smiling.
I nodded and gazed at it in my hand.
“Let me help.” Orin said.
I handed him the necklace and lifted my hair from my neck. His fingers grazed my flesh, sending sweet chills down my spine at the brief contact. I looked down at where it lay against my chest then wiped my eyes and turned to face him.
“Thank you, it’s beautiful.”
He smiled and his gaze shifted towards my cleavage and then to the pendant. “It looks stunning on you.”
Tears filled my eyes as I inhaled his scent and pressed the pendant against my heart.
With a gentle touch, he reached for my cheek and locked eyes with me. “Would you mind if I kissed you again?”
“God, no. I don’t mind. You never have to ask.” My heart was skipping beats.
In one unexpected yet smooth movement, Orin picked me up and shifted me onto his lap as if I weighed nothing. One of his hands went to my hair while the other wrapped around my waist, holding me against him.
The force of his kiss took me by surprise, and I couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as he explored my lips. Arousal pulsed through my body, heightened by the deep rumbling purr emanating from his chest.
As Orin held me close, his hands conveyed both strength and gentleness, while his soft kisses danced along my jawline. Allowing him access, I tilted my head, and he began planting a series of tender kisses along the sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder met.
I kept my eyes shut, fearful that he was a figment of my imagination and not wanting the moment to end.
My fingers threaded into his hair. Being with him was like being under a spell, and I never wanted to break free from his enchantment. I had always imagined Orin kissing me and much more, but the reality was even better.
“Olivia...Gods, you taste delicious.” He husked, running his hands along my shoulder and down my arm.
My gaze slipped to what I could see of his upper body, and my mouth watered. Orin's enormous erection pressed against my bottom.
My own body responded in less visible ways, unless you counted my hardened nipples that rubbed against the fabric of my dress.
I touched his chest, feeling the taut muscle of his pecs beneath my fingers. Until now, I had not been able to study him up close. I noticed that despite his blueish green skin he had freckles on his cheeks that spread across his nose. It was hardly noticeable, but if you looked closely, you could see them.
His lips curled slightly and his brows expressed more than ever as he gazed back at me. He gave me an enticing grin.
Orin had the sexiest dimples I had ever seen on anyone. When he smiled at me, my entire body tingled from head to toe. Everything about him filled me with need and happiness.
“You are a great kisser.” I said, glancing at his mouth.
“So are you.” With a twinkle in his eyes, he planted a gentle kiss on my nose and then grinned widely, radiating pure happiness.
