They stopped in front of a tent. Elyssa opened the flap in an exaggerated gesture. “Welcome to my humble home.” Her voice was rich with laughter.
Amira was impressed. It was far from her own luxurious quarters in Turosian or Carnylen, but it fit Elyssa perfectly.
Elyssa’s tent was quite barren, like she had left in a hurry, yet the random knick-knacks gave it character. Clothes littered the floor, and Elyssa’s weapons were spread across the room. It felt warm and welcoming, a perfect place for Elyssa.
“What do you think?” Elyssa said while sprawling on her bed. “Cosy, innit?”
Amira walked around the room, observing it all. “I like it a lot. It feels veryyou.”
“Utter chaos?” Elyssa asked, raising an eyebrow.
She laughed. “I can picture you here, sharpening your arrows and cursing Jaspen.”
Sitting up on her bed, Elyssa scooted to the edge. “That’s an accurate picture.”
Amira noted Elyssa’s outfit. Far from the prim and proper Turosian servant uniform, Elyssa was now wearing a loose black shirt with a few holes in it. Her dark trousers were worn out like she had been wearing them for years.
“I also like your clothes more,” Amira remarked.
Elyssa stared down at herself, fidgeting with her shirt. “You didn’t prefer it when I was dressed up as your obedient maid?” Her tone was teasing, making Amira laugh.
“I’m happy to seeyou.” Amira moved closer to her.
“I’m damn happy to see you too.” Elyssa reached out, intertwining their hands. A shiver travelled up Amira’s arm right to her heart.
Amira’s eyes couldn’t leave Elyssa’s. In her hazel irises, now without the contact lenses, she read a burning desire she wasn’t sure she could handle. There was a lingering insecurity she couldn’t quite shake.
Elyssa squeezed her hand gently. “Are you okay?”
Gazing into her eyes, Amira saw nothing but warmth. No one had ever looked at her that way. It was as if Elyssa saw Amira better than she did herself—saw the strength within her she hadn’t known was there.
“We can just sleep, you know. I don’t have any expectations.”
Sleep.That would be the safe option. But Amira was feeling daring tonight. She was done running away from her feelings. She was done notliving.
Silently, Amira leaned down, putting her hands on Elyssa’s shoulders before capturing her lips. Letting out an appreciative groan, Elyssa deepened the kiss, caressing her tongue, her hands tangling in Amira’s long hair.
Pushing any insecurities aside and letting desire lead her, Amira clutched Elyssa’s shoulders as she lowered herself onto her lap. A surprised gasp left Elyssa’s lips, but it was drowned out by another feverish kiss.
Elyssa’s hand slid to her waist, untucking Amira’s silk blouse from her trousers. Her fingers splayed over bare skin, sending electrifying waves of pleasure to her core. Her hand stilled as she pulled back to look into Amira’s eyes. They had been here before, but this time, Amira didn’t want to stop.
Amira’s hand went to the top button of her blouse, popping it open. Elyssa tracked her every move, a smirk on her lips that Amira wanted to drink in and never let go. As she reached the last button, Elyssa leaned forward, gently cupping her cheek. Her free hand played with her open blouse, pulling it back to display her bralette.
Elyssa’s hand travelled from her face to cup her breast, her mouth trailing a path down her neck. Her finger teased her by drawing slow circles around her nipple over the thin material of her bralette. Tilting her head back, a sigh escaped Amira, the sensation overwhelming.
“I’ll give you the reins here, sunshine,” Elyssa’s husky voice whispered in her ear as her head moved up again. Amira had never been this intimate with anyone. Elyssa was offering more, and Amira’s body ached for it.
“I want to feel you,” Amira whispered, loud enough for Elyssa to catch, barely believing her words. Her hand travelled from Elyssa’s shoulder down her chest, and she caught the sharp inhale of breath leaving Elyssa’s lips. She had never touched anyone like this. She had neverbeentouched like this, except by herself.
“Mhm, I like the sound of that,” Elyssa said as her lips caught Amira’s again, pulling at her lower lip. A flutter went straight to her core. “But you have to be more clear.”
Giving in to the fire, Amira brazenly grabbed Elyssa’s hand and led it to the band of her trousers. She leaned back, giving her access, and Elyssa followed her silent command, slipping her hand underneath the soft material.
When Elyssa fingers grazed her, Amira’s eyes fluttered shut, a moan slipping from her lips as she held onto Elyssa’s shoulders to not fall over. Elyssa’s soft lips caressed her neck as she toyed with her underwear, the feeling too much and not nearly enough at the same time.
Amira rocked her hips, urging her on, and Elyssa chuckled against her skin before a finger finally entered her. Her moans growing louder, Amira put a hand over her mouth, scared someone could hear them outside.
Leaning in, Elyssa whispered in her ear, “I want to hear you.” She pressed down on her bundle of nerves before quickening her tempo, and Amira couldn’t help but cry out. Her breathing turned erratic as Elyssa’s mouth travelled down her chest, her tongue flicking over her nipple through the thin material.
