Heartbroken By A Hunter - Freya Rose Series Book Two

Chapter Seven - We're just friends aren't we?

Freya's Point of view:

Our first night together as Fianna and Fennid was glorious. It was more than just s*x, it was intense and mind-blowing. The magnetic connection that we shared was out of this world and the electrical sparks and heat between us just pushed every single feeling and touch into overdrive. We even burst into flames a couple of times and damn near burned the bloody house down. I even think I heard the smoke alarm go off at one point.

The bright sun shone through the gaps in the drapes and gently woke me from my slumber. I let out a little moan as I stretched my arms up into the air. It was a great stretch, you know like one of those stretches that feels almost orgasmic, well it was that good.

I finished my epic stretch off with a loud and obvious yawn, I was hoping to wake Mason accidentally on purpose.

I mean I didn't want to seem desperate or anything but, well, you know, a girls got needs. I wanted to be able make it look like I woke him up by accident. But then be like, oh no I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you. Then flutter your eyelashes and pout a bit.

But no such luck he didn't move, well unless you count furrowing his brow, scrunching up his cute little nose and pouting those beautifully plump lips of his. Lips that most women would pay thousands for I might add. He then relaxed back into his Angelic sleeping face.

"Urgh!" I huffed as I threw my head back down on to the pillow in frustration. Even my mini tantrum didn't wake him up. I laid there in silence for a while then decided while I was there I might as well admire the view.

I turned towards him with my head still on the pillow then gently swept a strand of hair off of his forehead and traced my index finger down his cheek then along his strong jawline. His lips pulled up into a slight smile building my hopes up that he was finally waking up, but nope, still no joy. I lightly huffed again and kicked it up a notch.

Mason's Point of view:

I'd been awake all night watching Freya sleep. Creepy I know but no matter how many times I tried to fall asleep her nose twitched in the cutest little way or she let out a sweet little moan or sigh and I was straight back to watching her.

I wanted to memorize every tiny detail of her of her face and take in every Angelic noise she made. I couldn't help myself I was so in love with her and far too excited to sleep if you catch my drift.

The sun began to rise and peeked through the dusty pink curtains giving the room a soft pink glow to match our auras.

Usually, I would have felt nauseous being surrounded by so much pink, it was like we'd been eaten by a giant, pink candy floss monster but it didn't bother me at all. In fact, I think I might have even been converted into liking pink!

No, that's taking it a bit too far. Tolerating it, yeah that's more like it I could now tolerate pink. How could I not? It permanently surrounded myself and the love of my life.

I think I became a loather of pink when I hit my mid-twenties, from 16 years old onwards, one by one my friends found their Fianna's and their usual white glow turned pink. Before long I was seeing the color everywhere and it was a constant slap in the face that I hadn't found my Fianna yet.

The damn color even started invading my dreams, but now I welcomed it because of my Freya.

My thoughts were cut off as Freya began to stir. Finally, I thought to myself, I'd been waiting hours for her to wake up. I decided I'd be sneaky and pretend to be asleep and see what she did.

I was elated with life and last night was the most amazing experience of my life. But Freya was new to all of this and she's a hybrid too, I didn't know how she would feel after the joining.

I quickly but very quietly rolled onto my back and laid my head down onto the pillow. I waited there for a few moments expecting her to wake up but she didn't move. I opened my left eye slightly and peered at her, she began to stir again. I looked down and slid the covers off of me so that my whole torso was bare, I then giggled to my self and closed my eyes again pretending to be asleep.

She let out the most adorable little moan as she stretched. I struggled to hold myself back from jumping her right then and there. I composed myself as she yawned loudly, it was obvious that she was trying to wake me as no one yawns like that. At least I hope that's not her normal yawn, that would take some getting used to.

My face began to scrunch up and move as I imagined waking up to that yawn every morning but when I realised I quickly took control of myself again and laid there very still.

She let out an over exaggerated huff then collapsed back onto the pillow. She was getting super frustrated and it took all of my will not to burst out laughing at her. She was trying so hard to "accidentally" wake me up and it was the cutest thing ever.

I felt her gently turn towards me and I guess she was watching me sleep. Well at least I know now that I'm not the only creep. She brushed a piece of my hair away from my face and swept her finger down my cheek. I could feel the sparks tingling across my skin and my body betrayed me letting a smile creep onto my face as her finger reached my jaw. I quickly composed myself much to her annoyance, she made that clear as she let out a low irritated huff.

She pulled her hand away from my face just as I was about to jump out of my pretend slumber and pounce on her. But I resisted the urge as her hand rested just above my skin at the bottom of my neck and then ever so slowly glided down my chest. Her delicate touch sent sparks and heat coursing through my skin, I could barely keep it together.

I focused as much as I could on staying still but it was useless, my body failed me yet again. My stomach began to twitch as her fingers wiggled just above it sending the sparks shooting through my skin and making my muscles jolt with excitement. I knew I couldn't hold off much longer, especially now that her hand had resumed travelling South towards my ever growing manhood.

Freya's Point of view:

When my fingers reached his stomach I watched in fascination as the electrical sparks pulsing out of my fingers hit his abs and made them contract. It was like my fingers were one of those ab trainer, exercise thingies you see on the adverts late at night.

I giggled to myself and wondered what would happen if I touched his member with these sparks. I casually inched my hand closer and closer to his privates until I was just at the edge of the blanket that covered it.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Mason asked in a deep and husky voice as he snatched my hand away from his privates.

I felt like a deer in headlights or a naughty school girl being told off, thoughts began swimming through my mind. Was he not feeling it anymore? Did he not want me? Oh my god did he just use me for s*x?

I screwed my face up in anger at the thoughts, then turned my head to face him. As my eyes met his beaming grin and smiling green eyes I knew instantly that he was just winding me up.

"Oh, you bastard!" I squealed as I tried to playfully hit him with my free hand.

"Hey, hey! If you wanted it rough you only had to ask!" He joked between chuckles while trying to fend off my assaults.

I continued swatting at him then I suddenly spotted his eyes beginning to illuminate.

"Oh no, you don't! No no no no, please Mason don't you dare!" I screamed and held both my hands up in the air defensively as he wiggled his fingers at me threatening to tickle me.

He knew that was my ultimate weakness. I turned into complete jelly whenever someone tickled me, I giggle so much that I can barely breathe and my extremities cease cooperating with me.

On really rare occasions my bladder gives up doing it's one and only job of holding fluid inside of my body. Yup you got it, I laugh so hard I piss myself. So now you can understand why letting him tickle me was completely out of the question.

I moved back on the bed slightly then rushed to stand up, I wobbled on my feet a little but steadied myself just as Mason began to move. He lunged for my legs but I avoided his advances by ascending and diving head first off of the bed. I looked like some sort of f*****g Ninja as I flipped in the air and landed on my feet. I crouched down low, with one hand holding me up and the other stretched out to my side. I then gradually raised my head for added effect.

Mason burst out laughing as he laid there on the bed clutching onto empty sheets. He had a smirk on his face and his eyes were fixated on mine as he casually got off the bed and stood on the floor.

I slowly raised myself to my feet not daring to take my eyes off of his. I knew that if I let my guard down even for a second he would be on me like bee's on honey. Now standing there in front of each other he ascended to match me. He placed his hands on his hips, legs wide apart and raised an eyebrow at me.

My eyes grew wide as I suddenly realised what he was hinting at, we were both stark bollock naked. When he noticed that I was now on the same wave length he smirked and winked at me. I panicked as I looked around the room realising I had no way of escaping him and his demonic tickly fingers.

"You lose my beautiful Fianna. You have nowhere to run!" He said in a husky voice then let out an evil chuckle for added emphasis.

He began to stalk towards me with his hands held out, wiggling them treacherous digits of his at me. Without thinking clearly I darted for the bedroom door. All I could think of was escaping with my bladder still happily holding all of my bodily fluids inside.

I grabbed the door handle and yanked it open then sprinted out of the bedroom, I could hear Mason calling after me as I ran full speed down the hallway.

Mason's Point of view:

I rushed out of the bedroom and chased after Freya. I couldn't believe she had just ran out of the bedroom completely naked! I couldn't help but giggle every time I called out to her, she'd let out this high pitched scream and run even faster.

The girl was bloody fast I'll give her that, I could barely keep up with her. Although in my defense I wasn't really pushing myself to full speed as I was very much enjoying, watching her bare ass wobble about as she ran away from me.

Freya's Point of view:

I could hear Mason chuckling behind me.

"I'm glad you're finding this funny ASSHOLE!" I looked over my shoulder and screamed at Mason loud enough for him hear me as he struggled to keep up.

I was so glad there was no one awake, although with all my screaming and Mason's girly giggling it was only a matter of time before....

"Ooofff!"

I don't exactly know what I'd run into. All I knew is that it was bigger than me and rock solid. I began to fall forwards at a ridiculously slow speed, I turned my head around to see what object was still attached to the front of my naked body. It too was now slowly falling to the floor with me.

My eyes grew wide as I was faced with two rows of brilliant white teeth that sat in between two fully stretched out plump lips. I grimaced as I realised instantly who that stupid smirk belonged to.

"Well good morning to you too, Angel Cakes." Evan greeted me with a silky tone.

We hit the floor with a thud as time suddenly sped back up. I exhaled heavily as my chest collided with his. I managed to hold my head back so that I didn't head-butt the i***t in the face.

Why I bothered though I don't know, I knew he wouldn't let me live this horror down for a very long time. I was so mortified I didn't want to get up. I'm sure he'd had more than an eye full as I ran towards him, but I really didn't want to get up and let him see it all over again.

I laid my head down onto Evan's bare chest as I gave up completely. I was done, I really didn't know what to do at this point. It seemed as if my brain had just abandoned me and my wolf was still ignoring me since I tried to end my life yesterday.

Mason was no f*****g help either the butt head. He finally caught up to us and I heard him hit the floor laughing his head off, he even snorted a couple of times the jerk.

"I'm glad you're still finding this funny you d**k!" I turned my head to the side and shouted at him.

He just laughed even harder. Then to top it off my head began bouncing around uncontrollably as Evan's chest jumped up and down with his own rumbling laughter.

"You're both assholes you know that right?" I yelled at them.

Evan was the first to reply,

"Oh come on sweet cheeks admit it, this is hilarious!" He mocked then slapped my bare ass cheek.

Oh, that was it! That little tap on my butt sent my annoyance at the pair of them through the roof. I thought Mason might have something to say about his cousin slapping my ass but nope he seemed to just find it even more hilarious. I'd had enough of being embarrassed, I am a Fionn for Christ’s sake I screamed at myself, man the f**k up Freya!

I pulled my legs forward and sat up straight so that I was now straddling Evan. His laughter stopped instantly and his face grew worried as his eyes scanned up my very naked privates to my flat stomach then up to my DD breasts and then landed on my extremely pissed off face.

My eyes scowled and my mouth grew into an evil grin as I looked sideways at my raised arm. He followed my gaze and saw my clenched fist aimed at his head. Before he had a chance to react I punched him right in his stupid face.

"Urgh f**k! What was that for Angle cakes?" He questioned as he held his left eye?

Before replying I punched him again splitting his lip open. He cried out again but I ignored him and rose to my feet. Towering above him I looked down at him and said with a grin,

"The first one was for slapping my ass and the second was for calling me Angel cakes. Thank you for breaking my fall with your stupid meathead."

And with that, I stepped over him, flipped my hair and strutted away, making sure to swing my hips as he watching me walk away. I walked towards a now much more serious and well-behaved Mason. I grabbed him by his ear and pulled him up onto his feet.

"Ow, ow, ow Freya I can stand by myself you know!" He whined.

I chuckled and replied in a soft tone,

"I know but I like to pull you around by your ears, it makes me feel whole." I tried really hard to control myself, but a little snigger burst through my lips. I coughed and choked it back, his response was to drop his bottom lip and give me puppy dog eyes.

I wasn't falling for it, I let go of his ear and pointed towards the bedroom door and in a dominant voice ordered,

"Now get your sexy ass in there, you have some major groveling to do Mr!"

He raised both of his eyebrows and replied in a husky voice,

"Yes, Ma'am!" Then began walking towards the bedroom as I followed behind him. He entered the bedroom but I paused at the doorway and looked down the hallway towards Evan.

I felt bad for marking his face but he needed to learn that he couldn't just touch me whenever he felt like it. I was Mason's Fianna and this groups Fionn he needed to know his place.

He sat there in the middle of the hallway staring at me, but he wasn't wearing the expression that I was expecting him to. I was expecting him to be pissed off or at least a little bit embarrassed by being beaten up by a girl. But he was watching me in awe and dare I say it lust.

Yes that was definitely the look I was seeing plastered across his face. I instantly told myself that, I was being stupid. He was Mason's cousin and he was with Ellie, he didn't have any sort of feelings for me, we're just friends aren't we?

I felt Mason's hand grab a hold of my arm, I watched as Evan stared into my eyes then bit his bottom lip. I furrowed my brow in confusion.

I'd never suspected any sort of feelings from Evan towards me, just goofy banter. Maybe I'm reading to much into this, yeah that's got to be it, I thought.

But that theory was soon squashed as Evan shot me a sexy wink. What the bloody hell was all that about? I thought to myself as Mason dragged me into the bedroom and slammed the door behind us.