His lips engulfed mines. I poured all my passion and desire into it as i clutched his shoulders tightly and pulled myself closer to him. He gripped my butt and grinded me into his manhood. I moaned loudly as my heart beat dangerously fast. This was heaven. i wanted to never stop kissing him. i ran my hand lovingly through his beautiful long, silky black locks and moaned deeply at the feel of his warm wet tongue sliding into my nouth twirling with my own.
"Ni Ni" he groaned his nickname for me making me shutter with pleasure.
but suddenly it grew louder, more insistent
"Ni Ni!" a voice shouted interrupting
"Ni Ni! Wake up!"
I jerked awake panting and groaning at the realization that it was all a dream
Mihko stood over me waiting for me to rise. Mihko was the only friend I had in our clan. He looked out for me and never judged me. All the females of my tribe shunned me for my darker skin and more boyish activities I liked to partake in. Were it not for my talent at making beautiful clothing I'm sure none of the females in my tribe would bother to speak to me at all.
But unfortunately for them I was the most skilled sewer in all of the tribe. I created unique and beautiful pieces. You could barely see the stitches and the designs were always different and pretty. Apparently my mother had this talent as well.
I wouldn't know as she died when i was 4. My father when i was 10.the tribe didn't like or accept him either, they only allowed him to stay because no one wanted the burden of caring for me after my mother passed
"Come on I wanna fish, you been asleep for ages" he complained before he exited my teepee
He was right, I usually am up at dawn.the dream had distracted me. I hurriedly dressed and left to join him at he rock where we always met.
He grinned at my approach and grabbed my hand as we hurried toward the large stream that ran near our tribe lands.
I laughed at his enthusiasm Mihko always loved to fish more than any other i have ever known. Even more than hunting. I never knew why. I enjoyed it simply because he did, but he was particularly obsessed. However it was out "thing" so I never said anything just simply relished his company.
***********************************************************************************************
Later I sat at the same rock sharping my spear that i would use to hunt today with Talako. He and i hunted often together as we had been since we were young. Other than Mihko, Talako was my only other friend. but i had known him longer and we grew up together. Mihko's family settled with out tribe not long ago. Talako had always been there
Lately however, he has not hunted with me as we used to. He hunted with the others and I hunted alone. He never offered explanation for his absence and I never asked but i suspected Tamaya was the cause. She would stare and sneer at me whenever i smiled or did anything with Talako.
I tried to explain before as did Talako that we were only friends, but she was certain that there was more.
Of course her suspicions were not completely false. i did harbor secret feelings for Talako. Everyone in the tribe suspected it except Talako. He adamantly claimed our feelings were platonic. I often got the impression the very idea repulsed him.
If he only knew the truth. My thoughts for him were far from a sibling or friend.
But i would never say those thoughts aloud. Never in a million years.
"Hello Nizhoni. Going hunting alone?"
A familiar voice stilled my movements. Willka walked towards me a smirk on his face
"No, I go with Talako to hunt today as usual." I answered not bothering to look at him as I continued to sharpen my spear.
"Are you certain Nizhoni?, he seems rather occupied"
I turned to sneer at Willka, but spied Talako wrapped in Tamaya's arms. kissing and hugging passionately
My heart stalled and cracked just a little. as it had each day I had to endure this
I looked away quickly before my face could betray my inner heartache
Somehow Willka knew anyway and he gloated at my pain.
Willka was Tamaya's brother and he had bothered me for a bonding ever since I could remember. But i detested him. He was cruel and selfish not at all anything like Talako. although he was equally as handsome, I could admit that but his nature ruined it.
He always had just as many girls in the tribe as anxious for his attention, so i never understood his desire to have me. I assumed it was my rejection of him and the challenge it presented.
"I could go hunting with you Nizhoni. Forget Talako he clearly is busy with other things"
I sat sulkily ignoring him.My heart and mind too numb to respond
Why couldn't Talako see me? i always wondered. is it because i was darker than the others? Was i ugly? I wasn't as confident or bold as Tamaya. I heard stories of how she asserted herself in front of a warrior no matter who was around, touching and flirtishly smiling.
I never thought myself ugly, I was satisfied with my looks. I never put much effort into them as other females in the tribe, who braided their air prettily and adorned beads and jewels in it.
I wore the pretty dresses i sewed and that was all. my hair was always a mass of unruly, untamable curls a testament to my mixed heritage and I didn't know how to flirt, nor would I ever willingly touch a man seductively without his consent.
perhaps that was why I was undesirable
Perhaps that is why Talako never saw me. I sighed heavily. I could only be who I am.
"Come on Nizhoni, everyone knows i am a good hunter, the best in fact" Willka pleaded conceitedly
I knew he was. but i loathe his presence. i would rather hunt alone
Just as I looked in Talako's direction once more, he began walking towards me.
His smile pierced me as i saw Tamaya holding his arm as he approached
"Ni Ni, I wont be able to hunt with you today I have something else to do" he said barely looking at me as he grinned happily at Tamaya
Her eyes found mine and her triumphant smirk was not missed, but understood
Who was i next to her?. Every male adored her.
with her full hips and wide smile. Her skin was cinnamon and lovely.mine was mahogany shade and my hips were not as full nor my breast, they were average like most of me.
"Ok" i falsely smiled as he walked away laughing and hugging her closer
I turned away so no one would see the tears that gathered in my eyes
Willka stepped closer
"I could treat you well Nizhoni. why wont you accept me? he does not want you" he pleaded, noticing my forlorn expression
I ignored his words.
I stood and walked back to my lonely teepee. i would not hunt today. the hollowness wouldn't allow me to eat anyway and I was only responsible for feeding myself.
I needed alone time to rest and pity myself as i had been doing everyday since he began courting her.............................................................................
So Nizhoni has many insecurities
Do you think if she were more bold and declared her feelings it would matter?
What do you make of Willka is his intentions sincere or sinister?
Comment
Vote
Share
Thansk so much for reading !!!!

YOU ARE READING
Devoted Love(BWNAM)
Historical FictionAmazing Cover by ONYXVIXEN From as young as I could remember, I loved him He was my sun, my moon, my air, my life He was the reason I woke, the reason I lived But He didn't love me, He loved her