Page 144 of Upon Buried Embers
“Good, shoulder width apart.” She does. Always listening well to instructions. “Your best defense is maneuvering your body in a way that makes it hard to hit. So if I come at you like this.” I fake a punch to her side. “Twist like this to avoid it. Use your hips.” She does so. “Let’s try and twist from both sides so you can balance correctly.”
We go through it a few times.
“Good.” She smiles at me, cheeks flushed.
Gods.
“Now, if someone were to come up behind you.” I’m at her back, arms wrapping around her waist. “How would you get out of this hold?”
Does she know she just hummed at the contact?
“Um.” She wiggles, and I instantly still her. No. Shecannotdo that.
“Drop your weight.” She does, and I show her that I’m falling forward a little before I straighten. “Do you see how it knocks me off balance, even a little?”
“Yes,” she whispers, and my hold tightens without thought, that breathy answer going straight to my cock. I bury my nose in her hair discreetly, smelling rose-scented soap.
The only soap I’ve provided her since I first saw her face when she used it.
“Rohan?”
Right.
“When your weight drops, you need to turn and then with everything you have, hit them right in the center of their throat.” I spin her around and grab her hand, the one that doesn’t have a splint.
Curling it into a fist, I lower myself a little so she can reach better, and place it against my throat.
“This will cause them to struggle to breathe properly, and send them into a coughing fit. While they’re distracted, you get up and run.”
“Run?”
“Yes,” I grit out, my skin buzzing with her hand on it.
“Where do I run?” she asks, eyes flicking down to my throat before she looks back up.
“You run to me.”
Thirty Five
Elf
“We have to go, Escor, we’ll be back soon.”
He growls, laying down, ears flattened, giving me the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen.
I look to Rohan.
“No.” He shakes his head. “He’s too young. He will get torn apart with his attitude.”
Escor bares his teeth.
I bite my lip and look back. He isn’t wrong.
“I’ll miss you.” I go to him and bend down, kissing his snout and he reluctantly licks my hand.
“Come.”
I follow Rohan to where Drogonah is ready and packed to go to The Glade.
