Chapter 93: Under the Stars (1)
Music Recommendation: Amar Y Vivir by Hermanos Gutiérrez
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Not once in Nova’s life did she ever think she would like someone to feed her.
Was she a child? No.
Could she feed herself? Yes.
But if Yohuali is the one to feed her, she was a puddle in the ground, a puppy rolling over for belly rubs, a princess in all the ways he kept treating her.
Nova moaned softly, eyes closing as the creamy sweetness of mango burst across her tongue. In her world, they’d never tasted so good. It was either the lack of pesticides, the fact they were grown organically on Isla de Tayun, or the man feeding the fruit to her. Most probably both.
Yoa swept his thumb along the corner of her mouth, then brought it to his lips, sucking the mango’s sweetness away with a gaze that burned straight through her, never breaking eye contact. The scorching heat in his eyes, the way he looked at her like she was the most important thing in this world, sent a flutter through her chest she couldn’t contain.
Nova’s gaze hooded at the sight, her mouth growing dry even after the refreshing mango. "So..." Her voice dropped to a purr, lips curling slightly. She gave him a come-hither look, slow and deliberate, all heat and promise, none of it innocent. "You wanted me all to yourself..."
Yoa’s eyes crinkled with a knowing smile as he leaned into her space, hands braced on either side of her hips, his warmth wrapping around. The fire crackled beside them, and above the moon chased away the sun, and beckoned the stars to scatter across the darkening sky beyond the treehouse.