Page 15 of The Calling of Caellaias
Keeping my hands off her was becoming increasingly more challenging as I spent more time with her—and when I caught her in these intimate moments. I scurried into the woods before it became too overwhelming to resist. It had been so long since I’d fed the other part of me. I had to go home and attend to it before I could no longer resist the urge.
Once again, I was covered in mud, so I went to the lake near my home and cleaned myself up. The milky water was cool against my all-too-hot skin, making me feel a little more comfortable.
After swimming for a while, I climbed back onto the shore and returned to my human form. Sitting there, I tried to compose myself, but I was fighting a battle I wouldn’t win. Knowing it was pointless to keep fighting it, I gave up and returned to my cabin. Even though it was a short trip, it felt like an eternity. I wanted nothing more than to return to Anevae’s, but I knew it would do me no good because I couldn’t even get onto her property.
Once at my back door, I wiped my feet on the rug before stepping inside, grabbing a towel, and shutting the door behind me. I wiped off any residual mud and sand I could, but I was still covered, so I headed straight for the shower.
After starting the water, I deposited my towel in the hamper and glanced at myself in the mirror. Catching a glimpse of my eyes, I had to do a double take. They were the brightest orange I’d ever seen.
My mind and body reacted so strangely to the mere thought of Anevae. It was like I was burning up from the inside out and constantly wanted to be near her. When I did touch her, it felt like I would explode. I’d never learned about this kind of reaction, nor had I ever felt it before. I had gone years without being touched by another, and my body didn’t care; my other half didn’t care either. But from the first moment I saw Anevae, I became obsessed with her. Being so close and unable to touch her how I wanted was frustrating.
As I climbed into the shower, the hot water hit my skin, only adding fuel to the fire within. I leaned against the shower wall and let the water caress my body. I imagined Anevae was with me, and the water was her hands grazing across every inch of my skin. A pulsing ramped up in my center, one I couldn’t ignore any longer. Gliding my hand over my body, I slid it between my thighs.
Lightly grazing over my clit, I let out a soft moan. It had been so long since I’d touched myself, and I was already sensitive. I slowly rubbed circles on the sensitive area as the pulsing increased in intensity. With my other hand, I reached for my breast and pinched my nipple. Gasping, I could already feel my climax rising. I knew I wouldn’t last long, and moments later, I was coming.
For the first time in years, I felt alive on the inside again.
Chapter ten
Maeyve
The following day, I rolled out of bed at 7 a.m. It was the best I had slept in years, but when I realized the time, I started rushing around the house to get things cleaned up. Anevae was supposed to be at my cabin in one hour, but my clothes were still strewn across the house from my quick shift, and I hadn’t taken care of the dishes from dinner the night prior.
When I was done cleaning up, I had about ten minutes before she was set to arrive. I threw together a quick breakfast and then started replenishing the supplies in my backpack. I was about halfway done when I heard Anevae’s car pull up. I left everything sprawled across the bed and sprinted to the door to greet her.
On the way there, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror in the hallway. My appearance was disheveled, but I couldn’t help staring. In the mirror was a version of myself I had never seen before. My orange eyes were vibrant and full of life, my cheeks rosy, and I had asmile on my face. For the first time in years, I didn’t look miserable; I looked…happy.
A second knock ripped me from my thoughts, and I continued toward the front door. When I threw it open, my smile grew. There she was.
Her beautiful red lips were spread into a broad smile, and her stunning blue eyes were a different shade than they had been the day prior. Before, they almost matched the aquamarine lake I took her to. But, as she stood on my porch that morning, they were closer to crystal. Her hair was pulled into a high ponytail to keep it out of her face, but even up, it reached her shoulders. One section of her side-swept bangs hung down into her eyes, and every time she tried to move it back, it would drop right back down a few moments later.
“Good morning, sunshine!” Anevae said, snapping me out of the moment.
A small laugh slipped past my lips, and I smiled. “Good morning. Um, as you may be able to tell,” I said as I gestured up and down at myself, “I am nowhere near ready yet. Please come in.”
Anevae shuffled inside, and I closed the door behind her. When we got to the living room, I motioned to the couch. “Please have a seat while I get my life together.”
Shaking her head, she huffed out a laugh and sat, waiting patiently for me. I ran around the house like a mad woman, trying to get myself ready. When I finally returned to the living room, she was playing on her phone. Walking past her, I dropped my backpack by the door and grabbed my boots so I could sit on the couch to lace them up.
“Where are we headed today?” she asked, looking up from her phone.
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out,” I said with a smirk.
“Well, that’s no fun.”
“It’s not for you, but it most certainly is for me,” I teased.
When I was done, I retrieved my backpack, and we headed out. I led Anevae in the opposite direction of where we’d ventured theday before. As we wandered into the trees, Anevae gazed around her, taking everything in.
“So, why did you choose to become a biological engineer?” I asked.
“Well, I’ve always loved being outside in nature. And I found out at a young age that I have a green thumb. My mom and I used to plant flowers and herbs when I was a kid, and I loved watching them grow. As a biological engineer, I’ve learned how I can impact our planet in both good and bad ways.”
“Good and bad ways?”
She continued analyzing our surroundings and answered, “Yes. Have you ever heard of GMOs?”
“I can’t say that I have.”
