Ethereal

Chapter three

Chapter three:

Mikael searched through the trees for an exit or a sign to where he was in paranoia. He was nervous, he had never felt this way before. He, now, has circled the place more than twice, running, but no matter how far he gets, he finds himself back to the spot the mysterious grip had left him. It was like some presence was insistent on him being in that particular spot.. Or was it all in his head? was it that the places just looked too similar? the thoughts were driving him mental.

He was looking all around him with eyes so tense, he needed to rest. He sat down by a tree to catch his breath with a mind searching and pacing on what to do.

He rested his head on the tree trunk and sat silent.

Then all of a sudden he saw some sort of white object rush fast through the trees, he started. "Hello?" he asked inquiringly.

Came closer to him a girl, no a creature. For her beauty was beyond the beauty any mortal can achieve. Her long wavy pure dark hair was falling perfectly on her flawless body. She wore a white flowing dress, the ends of it were not determined. The dress was short at a part, revealing one curvy leg, it seemed to him as if her body was drawn by the most talented artist. Perfection, he thought. The dress revealed both her shoulders and a part of her perfectly rounded breasts. That glowing figure stood there looking at him eye to eye for a few moments. He was astonished, enchanted. Her eyes wide, brilliant grey, almost shining through the darkness. And her face, defectless.. Never in his life has he seen a figure so paradisiacal, she must be out of this world, he thought.

"Who are you?" asked Mikael.

The girl simply gave him a fiendish smile and turned to leave.

Mikael chased the girl shouting for her to wait, but every time he feels to be getting near her, she flees away. He began to be getting very tired running after a chick who might be his only way out of this place, while she seemed to be rather enjoying it. He began to get slower and she was farther ahead of him, "Wait, stop I can't do this anymore, I can't breathe." He shouted. Prodigiously, he found her just in front of him. He found himself again, looking into those phenomenal grey eyes of hers, but this time they were way closer to him..

"Enjoyed our little chase?" She said teasingly and with her utter fiendish smile revealing her teeth, pearls, they seemed.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"It wouldn't matter.."

"Then who are you?"

They started talking, and talking, and talking.. They couldn't hold themselves back, the conversation was very much interesting, the girl was very much interesting, more than anyone Mikael has ever met in his life. Maybe it was because she listened to him better than anyone. They talked about everything, he told her all about his life and how tedious it was, she said her life was "mystical" at least that's what he understood, she spoke riddles. They both seemed to be enjoying each others' company, they walked through the forest aimlessly. Mikael couldn't deny that he was attracted to the girl, he was laughing, its been a while since he laughed like that. There was something definitely about her, she was beautiful. Not just in shape, but her soul and her presence, it was very beautiful. The way she talked, the way she eyed everything, he was enraptured by her.

They found themselves in front of the Stensjödal, a building from the 1700s, a time when there was both mill and saw besides ekonomihus and housing. They stopped for a few moments to gaze at the beauty of the place. Then, they decided to enter the Stensjödal.

"I'm so cold.." She said.

"You must be, here, take my sweatshirt." He said as he handed her the sweatshirt.

"But you'll freeze that way, no I can't accept it." She said, rejecting it.

"Then at least come closer to me and let me hold you, that'll do, of course if you don't mind."

"I'm really cold.."

She said as she was told, they sat by a fire he lighted. His arms were around her, and his hand was moving on her shoulder and to her arm massaging.. He felt her skin so soft as he was touching it, then he held her closer to him as they stared to the fire. They sat that way for a few moments.

"I'm so comfortable that way, thank you Mikael." She said without taking her eyes off the fire.

"How do you know my name? I don't remember mentioning it." He said looking down at her.

"You'd be surprised by the things I know, Mikael Van." She said with a smirk.

His face was full of questions, but he decided not to ask. They both knew she wasn't gonna say anything, so he let her be. He actually liked it, that spark of mystery in her.

She turned her face towards him all of a sudden. Her eyes met his.. he felt a rush, a sweet sexy rush. She held his gaze for a few moments and then said.

"I can make you happy, Mikael." He didn't believe that was really happening, he looked at her in disbelief.

She then,  started to get her face closer to his, he could smell her.. Her scent seemed to be of some wild rare flower, that drags you to her by her beauty, and then once you're close enough, she captivates you.

Their lips touched, he started to kiss her breathlessly, feeling her sweet soft warm lips in the cold air pressed with his masculine ones, she then cupped his face in her little hands and brushing her lips across his, she teased the corner of his mouth making him wish for a little more. She broke the kiss and he was left feeling whirled about.

"Is this what you want? You want me all to yourself tonight?" She asked.

He didn't answer, but kissed her again more hungrily than before instead, and whispered "Yes."