When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 879

Blushing fiercely, Lemira cautiously tried to pry his hand away.

If she could just sneak out of bed before he woke up, she could avoid the awkwardness entirely.

But the moment she shifted, Orion stirred.

He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, his voice thick with sleep. "You're awake. Morning, Lemmy."

Instinctively, his arms tightened, pulling her deeper into his embrace. It was a completely subconscious reaction.

He thought he was still dreaming, but the undeniable softness pressed against his palm dragged him back to reality.

Orion's eyes snapped open. He stared at the back of the girl tucked into his chest, noticing that the tips of her ears were completely crimson.

He instantly realized exactly where his hand was resting.

He quickly shifted his hand down, burying his face in her hair. "Sorry. I thought I was dreaming."

"You're a liar," she muttered.

"I'm not. Because only in my dreams are you this obedient, letting me hold you, letting me kiss you."

Letting me do whatever I want with you.

He kept that last thought to himself.

Lemira's back was plastered against his chest, which felt like a giant furnace. Worse, his arms were still locked around her waist, showing absolutely zero intention of letting go.

She couldn't take the tension anymore. "Then let go. I need to get up."

Sensing she was at her absolute limit, Orion decided not to push his luck. He released her. "You're the one who rolled into my arms last night, you know."

Hearing this, Lemira turned to look at him suspiciously.

But knowing she was a notoriously terrible sleeper, and remembering how stiffly he was lying when he went to sleep, she really didn't have a leg to stand on.

Her face burning, she scrambled out of bed and darted into the bathroom to wash up.

Her heart was hammering wildly against her ribs. She pressed a hand over her chest; she could still feel the lingering heat and weight of his large palm.

She splashed freezing water onto her face. What was wrong with her brain right now?

She intentionally took her time, stalling as much as possible. When she finally stepped out, Orion was walking in from the hallway, carrying a stack of fresh clothes.

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