Melanie- The Full Moon (ON HOLD)

The Cold is Feverish -Chapter 22

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"Damien!" I squeal and pound on his back. "This isn't right. I'm supposed to be picking you up."

"Yes, because you're the golden child who should be worshipped and loved for all enternity."

"Well, I wasn't thinking anything close to that, but if you insists, go ahead.... Worship away, baby!" With a giggle I smack his booty luscious round behind. Reward with an alarmed mate and a squish of his own to my round behind.

"You sure you want to get me riled up right now?"

"Actually, that might not be a bad idea. It is pretty hot when you- hey!" And there he goes with that fit of laughter of his.

"This is sob not funny!"

"Sob? Oh, baby don't cry."

"Hey, it's cold in here! It's not my fault that I can't feel my legs!"

"Mhm, we can't have that now, can we? I love to feel of your legs."

"Oh, no. Back away, you sexy beast. You threw me into the water to begin with. So for your punishment, thou shall not touch thee until further notice."

"Of course, your Highness." He gives his sexy little smirk with that look, yes, that, look as he jokingly bows. I give an accusing look, "I guess I'll just have to fight for my rightful ownership and natural need to touch thou queen. My, queen."

I hold my hand up to stop him. "Oh, no you don't. You stay right there Mister. Or else."

He smiles and slowly creeps up to the shore and squats down.

"Or else, what? You're gonna kiss the crap out of me? Cause that, my queen, would not be minded at all. I just have to get a little closer.." I smile with a sigh and lever my left arm under my breast, proping my elbow on my left, pretending to care about my nails. Causing me to gasps, he broke my nail! Ooh, this calls for war. I may be a Tom boy... somewhat, but I'm still a girl and you just don't touch the nails. They all have to be perfectly even and smooth. Otherwise I can't do anything right without being somewhat embarrassed about my nails. Plus, it really hurts when you rip a hang nail off too deep. My finger tips sting just thinking about it.

"Nah, I was thinking more along the lines of biting your head off." He shakes his head and put a foot a little more closer.

"That is a little extreme don't you think?"

"Why, cause you know I can do it?" Yet it's a glare, I still think it's hot. Especially when they're from my man, it's pretty frickin' sexy.

"No, even I know not to underestimate you. Mate or not, you're wolf's a fantastic warrior. But you love me too much to bite this beautiful face off."

"Who said anything about the head between your shoulders?" His eyes widen and instinctivly, his hands panic to cover up his crouch area and stands up, waving his finger at me. I'm laughing so hard I fall to my knees, holding my stomach. The water keeps me afloat for a little while, until I fall back into the deeper water. I huridly swim back up to catch a breath the I didn't get to earlier. I surface and put my death face on. Where is that sexy Baboon?

"Damien.... Oh, Damien.... Marco...."

"Pollo." I stop and look up straight ahead, then slowly move eyes down, angling to the left.

Feeling his breath on my neck with one hand wrapped around my waist, the other tucking my hair behind my ear. Then slowly slides down to my shoulder. I wanted to relax into his arms but I still haven't exactly gotten my revenge.

Don't melt. Don't melt. It's not hot enough for that, right? This freezing water would keep him- us in check, right? But then again, who am I to say. He controls the elements so would that mean he can make them increase and decrease in temperature? Or can he just manipulate them?

Okay, now it's bothering me. I'll have to ask him for future reference and see who I'm dealing with. Besides my future husband. No, its not offical, we've only been dating for about, close to a month now, but I know it's going to happen soon. What girl doesn't when you just know you've found the one? You just feel it, and just know.

"Seriously, Damien? You got my hair wet!"

"I don't get it. How are you supposed to have real fun without every inch you wet? The whole point of swimming is being and moving around in the water."

"Well, I can move around in the water and still have fun when my hair isn't wet. That's possible too." I pout and cross my arms over my chest.

Mistakingly turning my head the opposite direction his head is from behind me. "Plus, I spent about an entire hour curling my hair this morning and here you are coming underneath me to ruin it."

"It was beautiful while it lasted, babe."

I can feel his smile on the nape of my neck. His arm tighten around my waist. I can hear him take in my scent like it feeds his soul, savouring the stronger and fuller scent. My scent, mixed with his. I slowly lean into him, laying my head back onto his shoulder.

Okay, I know I said I'd get revenge for the little irritating things he did, but the playful mood has slowly drifted away and is now replaced with a more serious aura. By the way he's holding my body makes me get the feeling that he has something to say and I'm sure I wouldn't want to miss it. This man does have his way with words.

Running his fingers through my hair, he kisses my neck and sighs. "You know, when I first kissed you I thought I'd go crazy with all of the things zooming around in my head. The images of the times I've seen you walk pass by me without a second thought in the pack house and outside the pack house. Just in the short time that I've lived here. Without you even knowing of my existence. I never really though about you much. Besides for going on tracker missions to help protect you when Alpha Daren got worried over the littlest things when we you went out alone. It's funny how much I've watched you and have learned about you... Without the slightest thought or spark of imagination that I could have you in my arms like this." Moving his arm up to my stomach, pressing me closer to him. He delicately picks up my hand, in which used to be floating in the water. I slightly move my head to look at our entwined fingers, in the moon light, Damien running his thumb up and down the back of my hand.

"Back in your room when I got out of control. When you calmed me down. You told me you're falling in love with me, not completely but surely, and fast.... I never got to thank you."

The sound of rushing water filled the silence and little tricklets of the of water still slidding off from our hands. Damien's blue eyes glisten and are only brighter in the soft moon light. Looking into those eyes I feel his hand cups my cheek. He kisses my lips softly while holding onto me tight.

"Now, just wait what I have in store for you until your birthday comes." My jaw drops and all the romantic feels burn to ash. I punch him in the shoulder and splash in the face.

"Oh, my gosh! You really got me going there with your poeticness. Now you just ruined it." He laughs and pulls me back to him. I glare at him and push back away from him, just a little bit.

"Did I turn you on or something?"

"Indeed your queen was." I'm not mad at him. Really I give him credit to be able to do that. Go suddenly from playful to serious then back to playful and giggles. It's an art to me, cause although to anyone else it seems that he didn't mean any of it and that he was lying just to get you closer to him. But, I know he meant it. That what he said was true, every single word.

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