Chapter thirty-four
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Moha's warm breath against her neck was the first thing Ndeye felt in the morning as she awoke from her sleep. When she later opened her eyes, she realized that he had hugged her from behind while she was sleeping.
How sweet of him!
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable in this position despite the eventful night they had spent together, she decided to escape from his grip and take a bath. But Moha woke up as soon as she started to move. He pretended to be still asleep and pressed her to him a little more. She tried again, but each time he held her back more and more tightly. Eventually, she realized that it was not a reflex and that he was holding her awake on purpose. She then decided to trick him into leaving her by playing on his sensitivity toward her.
_ Ah! It hurts so much! Please, let go of me Moha! she complained in a weak voice as she gently stroked his head.
_...
_ Goddess! What's this! (Acting like she saw something that scared her)
_ I am bleeding! Moha! She yelled.
Immediately Moha who was scared released her and she quickly left the bed, stopped further away, and started laughing at him. Only then did Moha realize that he had been fooled and finally opened his eyes, determined to repay Ndeye by playing her game. He left the bed and went to Ndeye, who was surprised and screamed when he picked her up to carry her.
_ Moha? What are you doing? Put me down! she said immediately.
_ You're obviously in pain and according to your saying, you are even bleeding. I just want to help you bathe and get ready because chances are you can't get out of this condition by yourself, he replied.
_ But...
_ I must admit, though, that I am surprised not to see your nightgown blood-stained! Were you by chance lying to me, darling?
_ It's.... that I have...
_ So I am right, I guess. You were lying to make me release you.
_ It's because you didn't want to and I was somehow uncomfortable in that position.
_ I see but don't worry. I'll just help you take a bath. I promise I'll be good and won't attempt anything weird.
_ Why can't I trust you? You don't seem honest while saying it.
_ Because you don't want to.
_ Am I wrong?
_ Definitely, so just let me help you take a bath and you will see if I was honest or not.
Having no choice but to let herself go, Ndeye didn't say anything more. But far from being sincere, Moha did not limit himself to helping her take a bath, leading them to leave the bathroom an hour later, both out of breath. When she went to get dressed, Ndeye was surprised to find that she had a tattoo of some sort on her forearm, depicting a wolf howling at the moon in a rather complex design. She immediately called Moha in the hope that he would know what was going on as she had no idea how she had got it. And thankfully he was able to explain. It wasn't a tattoo as it looked. It was the mark of belonging to him, Moha, which had appeared during the night, after he had marked it during their romp. He too would have one when she will mark him, the mutation caused by his marking coming to an end in a few weeks.
Although she didn't understand much of what Moha was saying, she accepted it as it was, especially since such a mark was also meant to keep all other males away from her.
As she was planning to go back to bed after breakfast to catch up on the night's sleep, she was interrupted by Moha, who was looking at her in awe.
_ What are you going to do like this? He finally asked her as she got into bed.
_ Can't you tell? To make up for the hours of sleep you lost last night because of you," she replied.
_ My fault? Me? Do I have to remind you that this is not what you were saying during those marvelous hours?
_...
_ Ah! You were more busy moaning in pure pleasure, screaming my name, begging for more, and even...
_ Moha!
_ All right, I won't say anything more wrong. But you seriously don't know what we should do right now? Right now?
_ I don't know. But anything apart from doing it again since I am too tired.
_ Are you serious? You don't know that we have to get ready to go on our honeymoon?
_ Moon... Honeymoon? What's that?
_ Didn't mum tell you? Not her, not anybody?
_ No.
_ They must have forgotten, thinking you already knew. So most shortly, a honeymoon is a human tradition in which the newlyweds get to go on to someplace.
_ That's great, but can't we postpone it? I do want to sleepover?
_ I do remember that you used to tell me that one of your greatest wishes was to travel and see new places and landscapes. This is your chance and you don't want to take it, especially since our destination is a surprise.
_....
_ And you can sleep on board. So what do you think?
_ You surely know how to arouse people's curiosity and play with their sensitivities!
_ So is it a yes or no?
_ Yes, of course.
Motivated, Ndeye and Moha packed their bags and while she expected him to go to the capital airport, Moha drove them to the nearby airfield, which she did not know, where a private jet was waiting for them, with a pilot already on board. Although disappointed, Ndeye said nothing and promised herself that she would get him to the airport for their return. Not wanting to enjoy the trip, she preferred to sleep through the flight, which allowed her to regain her strength. Moha, fully awake, watched her do this and only woke her up once they reached their destination in the evening. Once on the ground, he told her to wait for the arrival of their guide for the day, who soon arrived in a car and left to meet them.
_ Welcome to Seychelles! wished their guide for the day, the local Alpha, as he came to hug Moha.
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