*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*
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"Damn, finally! The water has filled it up!"
I snapped my head left to the man who spoke, and I quickly covered my chest area that has been above the cold water.
"Where do you think you are going, Mr. Einar?" I asked him in shock as he is about to get inside the pond while I am in here with my back in our shelter's direction. And, here he is being a beaming invader while just wearing nothing else but his boxers on. He really loves to be in just that eye-burning outfit since the last twelve days that we have got on this lovely island. Well, maybe this is his payback whenever I am just in my two-piece while enjoy
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---"Here, take it," I uttered as I hand to Mia the lobster crusher claw meat that I have taken out of its hard shell for her using a hammer, and the glorious woman just stared at me while she looks like about to decline.Then, I motioned her to really take it with my stern look, and she let out a sigh of defeat."Thanks." She mumbled as she took it from my right hold, and I went to break the other claw for myself. And, she ate hers together with some seaweeds that she has collected and boiled right after she has composed herself from crying because she wants me to hate her. And, I really feel bad about myself for becoming t
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---"Do you remember me as one of the customers that you have served, about eight years ago?" He asked me a question that has a very easy answer, and with no second thoughts or thorough thinking, I can answer it."Really? Well... Sir, I don't even freaking remember if what was our dinner, three days ago. Now, how much more the moments in the past that are like a millennium ago? And, well, the answer is no, Mr. Einar. And, if you really are one, well... I have met people like thousands and thousands of them my whole life, eight years ago. Especially in that diner. So, no, it's hard to remember faces." I answered with the best that I know and remember, and he chuckled while still staring at me like the I
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---Finally, the moment came that I have gotten my most desired sensation, which I have been hungering from the woman who makes me feel all weird since the moment I discerned that she is the one. The sensation that I have been picturing about, yet I still feel the spark of it in my system. But, this is better than my version of the actuality that I fantasize about. The fantasy that I created in my mind, as well as my unconscious thinking; my dreams. It is this eternity. It's happening in reality, right here, right now. Her lips are on mine. And, yes, it's immaculately extraordinary. It's like they are a perfect fit. Made for each other. We are. Surely, I never felt such a powerful collision inside me. I can't explain it. But, one thing is for sure; I never felt it to anyone else be
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---After I have slipped into my sweater, I turned around to see if the man has followed me inside. And, indeed, he did. That was quick."You didn't turn your back on me, did you?" I asked him accusingly as I saw him just stood there like a stunned boulder, and he seems surprised with my question."Well... I... No. I mean, you have turned your back on me, so... that, that is nothing." He stammered while motioning his hands around, and I scoffed as I looked at him with my sharp gazes."I didn't see anything, Maia. Yeah, nothing." He reasoned out with his sheepish smile while standing just on the same spot, and I dismissed it by letting out a sigh as roll my eyes saying whatever. And, I walked past him to adjust th
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---The sound of our synchronized heavy breathing is the only thing that I can hear inside our home, and I think that she is having a good time listening to my heart beating so fast. It was just one of a kind moment of my life where I experienced something that is more than what I wanted and needed. And, I never thought that I would feel so much bliss and all the other great emotions in one night.The marvelous thing that has happened to us tonight is amazing. She is amazing. And, it's the first time that I feel so alive and delighted in pleasing someone, and yes, I won't get tired of giving her more than what she deserves. I know that I don't deserve her, but I will do my best to be the best man
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---My heart beats faster as I have found myself standing inside a familiar space, while the creature that I used to be taking care of is barking at me madly."Hey, Jassy, girl! It's me, Mia. Calm down. Shhh. It's alright. It's just me." I hushed the dog as she seems so mad at me, and I kneeled on one knee to try to pat her head as we are in the living room of her home. The quarter above the office that I used to work at."Jassy, Jasmine, relax. It's me. That's it. Hey, there you go. It's okay. Come on---Fuck!" I continued to try to calm her down, and I cursed as she became more aggressive. But, I wondered why she's not
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---A victorious smirk plastered on my face as the perverted kinky CEO of his company of bullshits fell into the water, and I quickly grabbed the sheets and some of my clothes that I have washed, then I left to hang these fabrics on the clothesline near the shelter.Why is he so damn vulnerable when it comes to my attacks? Is he thinking that I would just let him do what he wants to me? Or, is he not expecting that I could fight for myself? Hmm, he just messed up with the wrong mad woman.I should be more vigilant because of the fact that he has already gotten something from me that I recklessly gave him; the chance that he asked, my trust, my body, my dignity, and all other things from me. And, I swear he can never have those again. It's just that tha
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---Our foreheads touched as our lips parted from their passionate moment in dancing with each other in sync, and we are both gasping for air. That was so amazing. The feeling, while her lips are on mine, is one of the most wonderful sensations that I have felt inside me my whole life. And, yes, it's gonna be my favorite.Then, I looked at her in the eyes in which they seem like smiling at me, and I would love to stare at her green orbs all my life. She is so beautiful. Is it weird to call her my perfect addiction? She may be imperfect in so many ways, but for me, she is simply perfect. The feelings that I have for her are perfect. I think we are made for each other. Mates. And, of course, I would