🎶I'm bad at love...🎶
Chromia's POV
It was now 10 pm according to Morgan and we were now walking to who knows where. In my opinion, we were walking in circles then again all parts of the Forest looked the same. I chewed on my lower lip as I reflected on our moment in the cave.
I was yet to believe it actually happened, his lips on my body while I pleaded for him not to stop as I moved against his lips. Even thinking about it caused my spine to curl, I had no idea what to think of our relationship from this point onwards.
"Be careful, remember we are without lighting" Shockwave warned as he stepped over a few rocks. I could not imagine how embarrassing it would be to stumble over my own two feet.
"Noted" was my one worded response as I followed his movements.
I suggested that we waited until morning but he answered by telling me one moment more in that cave would force him to 'fuck me' beyond my imagination. I actually tried to get him to but he refrained from having sex with me for reasons I didn't know.
He was strange, he would always be strange.
All he did was pay my body attention and when I moved against his body hinting that I wanted him inside me he didn't let it get that far. My cheeks reddened at the thought of us having sex...Why was he messing with my thoughts so bad?
My optics (eyes) were fixed to his back before lowering to his waist. I chewed my lower lip once again, my womanhood was throbbing at this point. I took a deep breath, I had been without intimacy for so long that I was eager to have it returned.
The question was, was Shockwave the right man?
"Hol, do you read me? Over " he stated as he placed the radio to his lips. His determination was truly unmatched because if I remembered correctly he had been at it for hours now.
"The radio is wet" I told him and he looked at me. Beneath the moonlight his eyes were extraordinarily attractive, my eyes moving all over his face.
"So were you Goddess"he stated and my cheeks reddened while my eyes widened. He said that with so much ease as his violet optics (eyes) pierced my very soul.
"Can we not talk about that?" I asked and he pulled me aside and pressed me against a tree as he stared into my eyes. His eyes were filled with raw heat and I had never been so confused, was I desired or not desired?
"You must never repeat what happened in that cave" he warned and I placed a finger to his chest, that finger swirling in fabric. I was curious as to why he would make such a request as though he expected me to repeat our actions.
"What should I not repeat?" I teased and his gaze was firm, his eyes moving to the finger that toyed with his shirt.
"Goddess you will say nothing, not even to Pollen" he hissed and I arched a brow.
"Pollen? You wish that I would not speak to flowers now?" I asked in slight confusion.
"Pollen is your sister Goddess, she was assigned that name for being the love interest of Bug'' he corrected and I arched my brow. I was no brainiac but with the names given I believe by 'Bug' he meant Bumblebee so my younger sister Arcee had to be Pollen.
I believe he really enjoyed issuing nicknames at this point.
"You are 20 levels of fucked up and weird, you know that right?" I hissed as he used his free hand to cup one of my ass cheeks.
"My order still stands, we will speak nothing of where my lips were regardless of how tempting it is" he warned harshly and I took a deep breath.
"I will keep the memories of your first time pleasuring a woman to myself" I rolled my eyes playfully.
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His Nightmare ;Her Death Wish
Romance"What are you doing?" I asked again as my eyes roamed the face of a man I was supposed to despise. He placed his cold lips to my thigh and I tightened my grip on his shoulder. I was stunned beyond words and deeply confused. With the shock that I was...
