White Lion's POV
"You know I want to experience all that there is to experience. I don't want to die living in just a small part of the world, experiencing nothing. I want to live not exist. I want to travel and love and eat. I want to experience the peak of civilization and the beauty and strength of the ancient times. I want to be painted and sung to in the night while cool breeze touches my skin and the moon illuminates it. I want to dance and forget all my troubles, to go wild on the dancefloor grinding some nigga I love."
"I want to visit museums and art galleries, swim in the oceans and climb the mountains. I want to dance in the rain. I want to have wild crazy sex and also make sweet passionate love. So much that i feel like I'm in another world, and my lover and I the only people in it. I want to feel like I'm in my mind, because in my mind I'm invisible, I'm god, and I'm Powerful. I hate being weak. I want power, and wealth. I want my name to open doors not even presidents can. I want to love so genuinely, so profoundly and gravely that It feels like I have lost my mind. like I'm in a moving car with no breaks,no stops, no roads. Nothing. just the occasional thump of my heart. Such intensity that it's so overwhelming that in a single second you can feel the whole world."
"I want to feel with such intensity that I will be likened to an immortal because a mortal would not be capable of such feelings, has never been seen to love like that or learnt to let go of their heart like I will do."
"I want to save someone. I want someone to look at me and say I will serve God in truth simply because he created you, something this beautiful something this surreal. If you believe your God created you and you are no god yourself then I must worship your God because he must be beautiful to have molded you. I want to give atheist a reason to believe in God. I want to sing and chant till my voice cracks and continue singing even after my voice cracks. When I can no longer open my lips to sing, I'll hum the songs."
"I want to to be a conqueror. I want the power. God! I want everything, every single thing life has to offer and I want it all with you by my side. I want to exhaust all the possibilities and the impossibilities of life. I want Everything and more. Does that make me greedy?"
"No it doesn't make you greedy." I said out loud. Memories of all that Mira wanted had been playing over and over in my head these past few weeks. It felt like it was just yesterday she told me all of these, just yesterday she ripped her heart open for me. It had been years since she told me the things that she wanted with all of her heart and I still remembered them vividly because I wanted to give it all to her. Everything she ever wanted.
"What did you say?" Mira asked, quacking her brows. There was a frown on her face and I wondered what could have caused it. She looked so beautiful even when her full lips are tightened and her eyes dim.
"Memories that's all." I replied. She nodded and going back to looking through the window.
I sighed knowing that I couldn't take her being silent for much longer.
She was the most beautiful thing in the universe and I wanted her to have a smile on her face, always.
In my eyes she was the sun when it sets and the moon in the flowing river.
She was landscapes so beautiful and grasses so green. She was the breath of fresh air you take after being locked up in hell for centuries.
She was a sip of water to the dry tasty mouth, my tasty mouth and body. She was all that was good, pure and beautiful. All that droves me insane and all that pulled me back to sanity.
She was my life and for the death of me, my end. And as I watched her stay here with me nothing ever felt so good, not killing, not watching as Ken died underneath me, not helping my father end the life of the man who had killed my mother, not power nor wealth. Nothing.
Nothing was more beautiful than her eyes staring at me now and her hands intertwined with mine. My heart fluttered when she pressed down on my hand and I had to look at her. She was finally responding to me, I couldn't wait to hear why she had a frown on her face earlier.
I had been weak after being discharged but she had taken care of me and loved me like a sweet mother would've and a loyal wife. I couldn't wait to wed her. To take her to the altar so that everyone would know and see that she was now mine forever until death do us part.
"You are smiling to yourself again, Noah?" She said, gaping at me with narrowed eyes. She was trying to act suspicious but she could not hide the amusement in her eyes now.
"I am just thinking of us." I replied, still smiling. Mira scoffed, trying to pull her hands from mine.
"Common babe. What's the problem? You've been acting all weird." I asked. Putting of the ignition.
I was not finding her attitude funny any longer. I wanted to know exactly what was wrong.
I exhaled and turned in the drivers seat of my SUV so that I could look at her, but she refused to pay me any mind.
At first I was so sure that she was joking, but now I wasn't anymore and it scared me to think that I had done something to make her act like this.
Her face was contorted in a cute frown but a frown nonetheless.
"Hey common. Remember we both promised each other? No secrets. Tell me what's wrong please." I urged.
She still did not reply me.
I sighed and got down from the car, going round to front door I pulled her out of the front seat and opened the back.
"Let go Noah!" She shouted, trying to get her hands of my grip. I gently pushed her into the back seat and stood outside watching her squirm underneath my gaze. Her eyes were on the road and she still refused to look at me.
"Mira." I uttered, softly. I didn't want to get her more angry that she already was as I knew how impulsive she could be. "Tell me what the problem is please." I leaned down.
"Oh don't act like I'm stupid! You know what the problem is." She spat, looking away to the other side.
I ran my hand through my short hair exhaling deeply. "Mira is this a game. Are you teasing me?" I was so frustrated with this now.
She eyed me and hissed. "Let me out!" She screamed kicking and thrashing the car seat.
I wanted to get mad, but instead her furry turned me on. It reminded me of the Mira I fell in love with in the first place, the fiery Angel.
"You know that I am not going to do that!" I said, trying to ignore the boner I was spotting now.
"I am not yours, you can't keep me hear." She snarled.
"Like hell you are mine as I am yours." I said feeling the last bit of calmness in me slip away.
I didn't know what I did but what I did could have been really serious for Mira to say that she wasn't mine. I sighed in frustration staring down at her.
"You know it will be helpful if you can tell me what I did to annoy you so much. Please!"
"I just want to go home!" She said in a pleading tone trying to pull the door close. "I don't want to go on this trip any longer. Why can't you understand that!"
I yanked the door open and climbed in then I shut it behind me.
Before she could say anything, I grabbed her legs and swung them up on the seat before pulling her down so that she was now on her back.
I opened her legs at her knees and fell between them.
"Noah." She whispered, her eyes widening like saucers. Her legs were shaking and I would like to think that it was my effect on her. "Noah please." She sighed throwing her head back.
My lips went to her neck and hers opened to let out a moan. It was like her brain short circuited and she couldn't even recall where we were.
She held onto my neck as my lips crashed into hers in fiery need.
She began to hungrily devour my kisses as I started to move between her thighs. I pulled away from her long enough to whisper in her ears. "Say you are mine, Mirabel, only mine." I almost growled.
"Noah, please," She groaned as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I wasn't sure what she wanted but her eyes were pleading desperately with me.
I could feel her need in my bones, her desire in her eyes. She needed me intensely even though she was angry with me for reasons she didn't even want to tell.
I wanted to thrash things with her like adults but first I needed her to know that she was mine and that it was better to talk things out than pushing me away.
Her impulsive childish nature could be beautiful but sometimes....
"Noah." She moaned again, her hips crashing into mine. She wanted my cock in her I could tell from how her hand seemed to be rummaging through my body like it was looking for something waiting for something.
I wanted to be in her urgently but first things first.
"Say you're mine." My hands went to her pants and my nimble fingers unbuttoned and unzipped it.
Mira guided my face back to hers so she could reclaim my lips. She quivered under me as my hands held her in place underneath me. I didn't want her falling down.
I entertained her kisses for a few moments knowing that she just kissed me to stop herself from saying that she was mine.
After a while I brought the kiss to a teasing stop so we could both catch our breaths and I could urge her to say the word I so desperately wanted to hear.
My fingers delved underneath her pants, finding her clit I rubbed on it slowly keeping up a pace that was torturous to both her and me.
Mira's moans were bouncing off the windows of the confined space of the car and luckily for us we were in a lonely road and the car was also was soundproof and tinted.
I could feel her body jerk under me with anticipation. She was moaning out loud, calling my name over and over again, be it Scar or Noah. Anything name that I could answer to.
I pulled off her boots, flinging them down on the ground which was quickly followed by her pants and blazer.
A predatory look came into my eyes as I stared down at her partially naked body. She licked her lips and prepared herself for what came next, but I only stared harder.
She became to writhe under my gaze and if it was possible, became even hotter.
"Say you're mine," I asked again, almost pleading. My ego was giving way for my love for her and right now I just needed to hear that she was mine and I was determined to make her say it.
Maybe, I was scared. Scared that she wasn't mine. No. She was mine.
My fingers curled into her panties before ripping them off and discarding them with the other articles of clothing I already took off of her.
"I don't belong to you." She lied again.