Naomi opened her eyes, shocked at first at where she was before the memory of last night flooded her mind. After her second orgasm and Asher seemed to have had his, her energy as well as his suddenly increased and before she knew it, they had grabbed onto each other demanding more from the other. Thinking about it now, they behaved like animals in heat and it all started after Asher bit her neck. Come to think of it, she frowned, why did he bite her last night? And why did it only sting for a moment and then became pleasurable?
Thinking about it, she touched her neck and as she did, a bolt of desire rushed through her instantly and she moaned softly. Her action made the boy lying beside her to stir and she quickly shut her mouth, only remembering then that he was beside her. She let go of her neck and stared at the boy, he looked so peaceful in his sleep that she doesn’t want to wake him up and just want to let him sleep while she watched him. It was still a shock to her how a man could be so beautiful. His short pitch-black hair was the silkiest and softest to touch she had even seen and his face, he looked almost inhuman with his beauty, like he had just walked out of a painting. And then his eyes, they were the most perfect shade of blue she had ever seen.
Compared to her, she was nothing but plain and for that reason alone, she found herself wondering what could be so special about her to attract his attention. She didn’t need to be told that she wasn’t beautiful and she could see with her own eyes that Asher was the most beautiful boy she had ever laid her eyes on, so what could he possibly see in a girl as plain as her? The thought dampened her mood and she turned away from him, away from his perfect beauty and she heard him groan almost immediately. “Ugh, why would you be feeling so low so early in the morning?” his deep morning voice shook her and she felt the passion in between her legs.
She turned back to him, his eyes were still closed but there was a frown in-between his brows. She smiled softly and reached up to smoothen it. “And how can you know that I am feeling low?” she chuckled.
“I can feel it,” he mumbled. “You are cute. One doesn’t have to be drop dead gorgeous to be beautiful.” He added and as if understanding what he said, he snapped his eyes open only to witness her shocked hazel ones.
“How can you know what I am thinking?” she asked, her voice not teasing as earlier.
Asher frowned, even he was surprised at why he could feel exactly what she was thinking about. He sat up on the bed, his beautiful skin glistening with the morning sun that was sipping in through the window. He ran his fingers through his hair and climbed out of the bed.
“Asher,” Naomi called, sitting up on the bed now, the bed cover dropping down to her waist, exposing her two beautiful breasts. When Asher turned to her and saw them, he gulped hard, his arousal striking up to it’s limit and he found himself climbing back into the bed immediately and pulling her into his arms. He kissed her without a second thought and his body reacted violently to her. He had kissed a lot of women in his life and he means a lot and none had been able to make him feel like she does just now. He didn’t even feel like that the first time he had kissed her last night and when he had started it feeling later on in the night, he had blamed it on the passion but now, feeling it all over again, it felt like his body was on fire, like he was thirsty, but for her body instead.
With the way she instantly responded to him, he knew whatever that was happening to him was happening to her as well. It wasn’t until he could smell her arousal that he noticed one teensy weensy detail he had missed, her scent seemed to have gone up a top notch. Like he could perceive every single part of her and her heart beat, he could feel them rather than hear them. This little detail was able to wake Asher up from his moment of passion and he glanced at the girl in his arms. She looked the same but she smelled more enchanting now and the undeniable fact that it seemed like he shares her organ with her, being able to feel everything and all.
“It’s different,” he whispered.
“Yes,” Naomi nodded.
“Why?”
“I don’t know.”
Asher gulped, all he wants to do was bury himself deep inside her but he knew something was wrong. He can’t name it but he can feel it. “I need to take a shower.”
“Can I join you?” Naomi asked.
The offer was tempting and even though Asher wanted to decline, he found himself agreeing with a smile and before she could climb out of the bed, he scooped her in his arms and they laughed while he carried her into the bathroom, all his worry earlier forgotten as he succumbed to his passion. Right in the shower, they couldn’t get enough of each other, it was like they were nearly married and in their honeymoon. Although Asher found it strange, there was nothing he could make of it. Apart from the fact that he was a typical playboy who doesn’t sleep with the same girl more than once, he found himself demanding for more after each time he had sex with Naomi.
When finally, both were tired, they had a shower eventually and walked out of the bathroom. “How about Anita, I haven’t seen or heard from her either,” Naomi asked casually as she dried her body with the towel he handed her.
Asher paused as if her questioned had reminded him of someone important that he seemed to have forgotten. “Come to think of it, I haven’t seen her for the past two weeks. After leaving that day from school, I haven’t seen her but it’s understandable, judging from the fact that my parents locked me up in my room.”
“Was it that bad? Merging your powers I mean.”
“It’s more than bad because I tend to lose control over myself. Like I told you, I woke up last night inches from fatally hurting my dad.”
“Why is it like that?” Naomi asked, dropping the towel on the bed and grabbing her underwear from the night before, wondering if she should put it on but deciding against it as she would wear her jeans like that since she was going home already.
“It’s because of this unidentifiable power inside me, you see, ever since I was little…” he paused because right at that moment, Naomi pulled her hair up to tie in a loose ponytail and exposed her neck by doing so. It wasn’t the fact that she exposed her neck that shocked Asher but the fact that there was something there now, something he knows from a fact was never there before: a black crescent moon mark.
“Since you were little what?” Naomi asked after waiting for him to complete his sentence and nothing happened. She turned to him to know what happened only to see that he was frozen on the sport and looking pale. “Asher, are you okay?”
Asher didn’t reply, his eyes not leaving the mark on her neck that seemed to be glaring at him. How did it happen? he wondered, it wasn’t the blood moon night and also, she is a human, how could he mark her without knowing and without wanting to?
“Asher?” Naomi called worriedly now, walking up to him in nothing but her jeans. “Hey, what is it?”
Asher covered his mouth with his hand, the shock still evident on his face as his eyes never left her neck.
“Asher you are scaring me now, what is it? What happened?”
Asher finally reacted by grabbing her hand and pulling her to the dressing mirror. “Can you see anything?” he asked, turning her head so that the mark would be visible to her.
“What the…” Naomi was surprised, “when did I get a tattoo?”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Asher said, burying his hands in his thick locks and throwing his head back with his eyes closed, “fuck.”
“Asher what is it? It’s just a tattoo. Though I don’t know when I got it but I am sure if I calm down I can remember. It’s nothing to worry about,” she chuckled. In as much as it was all strange to her, it was also a little funny. She was never the type to do things she doesn’t remember but guess she has gotten her first.
“It’s not funny, Naomi!” Asher yelled, shocking the hell out of her. He didn’t need to look at her now to know she was shocked or that the tone of his voice affected her, he could feel everything first hand like it was a part of him. Shit, no wonder he couldn’t get enough of her, no wonder it suddenly seemed and felt like they were in love, no wonder he could smell her so potently, no wonder, no fucking wonder.
“Asher, I…”
“Get dressed, you are coming with me.”
“To where?”
“To see my parents.”