Isabella’s P.O.V.SURPRISE!
Uhh I hate surprises, I’ve always had and I think I always will and Ryan is to be blamed for that shit. That prick who calls himself my brother gave me a box filled with cockroaches on my 11th birthday as a surprise gift, his words not mine, I don’t know what that meant but I’ve hated it since then. His surprises didn’t end at that one; they just got worse as time passed, he lit a firecracker in my bathroom once because he thought it would be fun to wake me up in the middle of the night and let me tell you he called it a surprise too; Surprise meant something totally different in his dictionary.
I am busy in pondering over the idea of why I hate surprises when Mason tightens his hold on my hand to bring me out of it as he asks, “Are you okay?” I look at him and sulk a little in my seat as I think about this surprise of his and say, “Yeah.”
He narrows his eyes at me and parks his car at the side of an empty road, I look around to see whether we have reached our destination but my eyes are met with dark forest on both the sides of the road. My attention is brought back to Mason when I feel him removing my seatbelt, what is he doing? Before I can ask him that out loud, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him. It’s like one second I was sitting in my seat contemplating over our whereabouts and the next I’m straddling him in his seat; he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me flush towards his front. With hardly any distance between us, I can feel his minty breath on my face as his scent wafts through my nose making me almost release a moan.
Almost being the keyword here.
His hands rub my back to calm me down a little but it back fires as without even realizing, I start moving a little on his lap to adjust myself and that’s when I hear him groan. I look at him to see if he is alright when I notice that his eyes are shut close and his breathing is labored; his hands those were rubbing my back move down towards my hips and slowly start moving inside my top. He keeps on moving his hands upwards towards my waist as a guttered moan escapes my mouth, on instinct his hold tightens on my waist and at the same time his eyes open to meet mine. My breath catches as he stares in mine as if searching for something, which I think he does find it when I hear him growl; his beautiful blue orbs say it out for him as they turn black like midnight sky.
He pulls me to him and latches his lips on my neck as he starts dropping butterfly kisses all over it, mumbling, “God woman, if you don’t stop moving right now; I swear I won’t be responsible for what happens next.” His words bring go disastrously to no use as I’m in my own cloud nine; what makes me stop my movement is the hardness poking at my core which makes me leave a loud gasp as I freeze in the spot shocked at what my actions have resulted into. I hear him chuckle as he nuzzles his head further in my neck and says, “It’s okay love. Just relax” as he drops another of his intoxicating kiss in the crook where my shoulder meets me neck.
This one is a little different from the others as I moan a little too loudly bending my neck in the opposite direction in order to make more space for his fruitful assault; he licks the spot and a shiver passes throughout my body as if someone jolted me with electricity, my eyes rolling at the back of my head and my mouth release a long breath. He senses this and I can feel his smug attitude as I feel him smirk, still in the exact position; as he informs, “This is where you’ll wear my mark and you have no idea how hard I’m trying to control myself to not give you one, right this instant” ending it with blowing some air over the spot making Goosebumps rise everywhere.
God, I love his kisses.
A few minutes pass by and I don’t even notice him moving his head, I’m brought back to present when he whispers, “I really love where you’re sitting right now, but if you want us to reach to our destination safely, you have to move back to your seat love” all the while smirking at me.
If he doesn’t stop doing that, then I have no other option than to smack that smirk of his face and trust me when I say this, I have a feeling I’m going to love doing that. I slowly start moving when he hisses beneath me and an idea pops up, Oh you’re going to pay for this lover boy. I sit down on his lap, with a little more pressure on his cock as I try to move back to touch my feet, saying, “Oh god, something bit my foot; are there mosquitoes in here?” He has his eyes closed as I move a little too much for his liking and when I finally hear him moan, I get up from his lap and move back in my seat; peeking a side glance at him as he tries to calm his thoughts and adjusts his pants to hide his hard on, though he is failing miserably at it.
He senses my eyes on him as he turns to look at me and I quickly move my head to look outside the window, I can feel his eyes on me as he mumbles, “Not fair baby girl. You play nasty.” I giggle at his words as I turn to look at him and ask, “Sorry, did you say something baby?” He shakes his head and chuckles before starting the car and driving to our destination.
It takes another 10 minutes for us to reach the destination and as expected it is literally in the middle of nowhere; all I can see is forest everywhere. Mason exits his car and walks to my side to open up the door, as he extends his hand for me to hold; once I’m out, he laces our fingers together and starts walking somewhere in the dark. It’s too dark for a human to see anything, but since we are werewolves, our eyesight helps us to see and I still can’t see anything except for the forest. After walking for a few meters, I hear the sound of water falling somewhere and the voice instantly brings a smile on my face. A few lights can be seen from where we are and I guess that’s where we are going. He brings me to the lights and the sight in front of me leaves me speechless; there is a huge waterfall which extends to form a river, the water is shimmering in the moon light and the area surrounding it has a very cold atmosphere due to the moisture created in the air by the waterfall.
There a hundreds of fireflies around it, lighting up the place to give it a calm and beautiful vibe, as I move to see the other side, a tent catches my attention. There is a huge white tent placed at a little distance from the waterfall, which has yellow fairy lights attached over it making it glow in the dark. The tent opens up to have an air mattress which is covered with white fuzzy blanket and a few pillows, a comforter is placed at the end of the mattress and a lot of junk food is sitting on the table that is placed beside the mattress.
A small wooden table with two chairs is placed a few meters away from the tent with battery operated candle sitting in the center and two plates placed at each end with two wine glasses as well. I’m so busy looking at everything that I don’t even realize when Mason left my hand and walked away, the sound of soft music playing in the background brings my attention back to him as I see him standing in front of the table.
When he finally has my attention, he asks, “So what do you think about it?” I don’t know what to say at his efforts, no one ever did anything like this for me ever; I mean Caleb always said he loved me but hell, he never took efforts to impress me nor to make me feel like this, like I’m special, like I’m the most important person in his life, like I’m his life. Before I can say anything, I see Mason speed walking towards me and I don’t understand why, until he places his palm on my cheek and his thumb caress my face, wiping the tears rolling down my eyes; I don’t even realize that I’m crying until he makes me feel it, he wraps me up in a hug and says, “Please don’t cry baby, I’m so sorry. I should have known you wouldn’t like it.”
What?
I unwrap myself from his warmth as I move away to look at him, his face holds so much of pain in them, and the fact that I’m the reason behind it makes me hate myself. I don’t know why I do it, but I grab his face and pull him towards me latching my lips to his as I give him my, no; our very first kiss.
It takes him a few seconds to realize what I just did and to lose free from the shock as he starts moving his lips against mine, wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me close to him, our chests pressed together and our lips clashing with each other, fighting for dominance. His right hand slides lower towards my hips and keep going lower as he grabs my butt-cheek and squeezes it hard enough, making me gasp as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I can feel his need to be dominant right now and I allow him the same when I stop fighting and lean into him, enjoying his touch, his kiss, his bites as that is exactly what I’ve been craving since the time I laid my eyes on him and by his movement, I think so has he.
Seconds turn into minutes and soon we separate due to lack of oxygen, resting our foreheads together; a smile forms on my face as I ask, “Does that answer your question?”
“Damn, you have no idea since how long I’ve wanted to do that” he mumbles, still dancing in the bliss of our first kiss. He has his eyes closed and I think it’s the right time to say it, so I do, “I love it. It’s beautiful. Thank you for doing this for me.”
“Only for you baby” is his small reply as he looks into my eyes searching for something and I can feel the question rolling through his mind as he speaks again, “Why were you crying earlier?”
I chuckle at his question, feeling stupid about crying over it as I say, “No one has ever done anything like this for me before. I had people who said they loved me and up to some point I think I believed them but never in my lifetime has anyone done anything like this for me. No one made me feel special Mason. No one, except for you.”
He smiles a full one but soon that pretty thing disappears as crease start forming on his forehead as he starts over thinking about what I just said. I know the statement about people loving me has his mind in turmoil, he soon asks, “Who loved you?” By the look of it, I can say, he knows exactly who I’m talking about and I shake my head at his jealousy towards him. He sees my unbothered reaction as he asks, “Is he the one who I think he is?”
I can’t help but chuckle at his question, I place a small kiss on his lips as I say, “I think so.”
“I knew it, that asshole looks at my woman as if you’re some dessert to be ravished. The next time he does that, I’m going to kill him” he growls his last sentence. I shake my head at his words to deny his quest for blood as I say, “It doesn’t matter whether he wants me or not, because I know who I want and that is you.”
He relaxes at my words as I continue, “I never dated anyone, even him; when everyone around us thought that we were destined to be mates, still I didn’t; you want to know why?” He nods at my question and I answer, “Because I wanted to be sure. Mason, I grew up seeing my parents so in love with each other that I always wanted something that pure with my mate and the thought of losing my chance of having a happily ever after with my mate just because I took a wrong decision scared me; so I never did that.”
He was shell-shocked at my words, I see him gulp as he asks, “You never dated anyone? Not even him?”
I shake my head to answer his question with a no as I say, “Never, not even him” with a smile of my own.
“You’ve always been mine?” he asks more like mumbles under his breath as I wrap my arms around his neck and confirm his thought by repeating his own words, “I’ve always been yours.”