Chapter 1 ~ The Honeymoon
point of view: America
After we had danced the night away at our beautiful wedding, which I can't possibly believe even happened! I mean it feels like only yesterday my mom was forcing me to enter the selection, and now look at me the Queen of Illéa! I can't wait to go on our honeymoon and share our love for each other and also be away from the kingdom for a while.
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"The place were going used to be part of a state called Hawaii," said Maxon; as we flew away at sunrise to a one of the beautiful privite islands. "I love you," he said. "And I love you" I said as he held hands while falling asleep. Lord knows we needed it!
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When we got there Maxon carried me of the plane cradled in his arms. Gosh I love him so much and one look at his gorgeous eyes reminded me why I fell in love with him. "I hope you like the place," he said hopefully. " Oh Maxon it's beautiful" was the the only thing I could get out before he started kissing me, passionatly. I couldn't help but melt into this beautiful and perfect kiss. This was the first time we would get to share our love together, and to be honest I was terrified, I mean we have come close before but never this far. Then my fingers, trembeling, while he softly kissed my neck moved to unbutton his shirt; once it slid off I could see his muscle and his scars. More confident then me he started unbuttoning the buttons down the back of my dress, at the same time I was unbuckeling his pants and pulling them of. Finally he stopped to just look at me in my slip and said "You are the one forever and always."
"That could be our catch fraise you know," I said in a jokish way "Maybe it shall my America" Maxon said as we kissed more. Eventually he picked me up and carried me to the bed and I pulled my slip off. Then a while later he pulled his boxers off.
That was the first time we made love and it was magical.