A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

305 The Sun, The Beach, And The Island

The blue sea water rolled to the shore with white waves, washing the fine sand and shimmering golden under the sun.

I was half-lying on a beach chair, and there were palm trees everywhere.

I was wearing a light purple bikini, allowing most of my body to be bathed in the sun. The afternoon rest made people sleepy. The sun’s temperature was also warm, but not to the extent of burning my skin.

I removed the sun hat from my face, picked up the iced coconut on the small wooden table beside me, and took a sip. I squinted to see the figure bobbing up and down in the waves.

This was a small island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. After Michael and I finished our coronation ceremony, he took me on his private jet for a vacation. According to him, he had bought the island a long time ago and had sent people to take care of it for many years. It had all kinds of supporting commercial facilities.

Moreover, because it was not completely open to the outside world, only nobles we knew would come here for a vacation. Therefore, the environment had always been well maintained. There was crystal-like clear water and fine, soft sand. Every day, special people would fish fresh seafood from the sea for us to enjoy.

Michael was on a surfboard, and the snow-white waves chased after him. I watched his figure go up and down. Whenever I felt the huge waves were about to knock him over, he would jump and turn around with a beautiful clawing board to lead the way in front of the waves again. He was a wild beast from the land, but at this moment, he seemed to be able to control the ocean. When he stood there, I felt the entire world should submit to him.

I licked the coconut juice at the corner of my mouth and suddenly felt an indescribable thirst. The cool coconut juice wasn’t enough at all. Only the water droplets on Michael’s body seemed to relieve my thirst.

Michael walked out of the sea with the sail. My Lycan vision allowed me to see the bright water droplets flowing down his perfect eight-pack abs, his strong waist, and into his shorts. The water droplets glowed golden under the sun, just like the color of his eyes when he was in love.

I suddenly felt even more thirsty. I sat up from the chair and followed his movements with my eyes. After he walked over, I decided to exchange a passionate and hot kiss.

However, some people unexpectedly blocked my view.

Michael himself was beautiful scenery, and I was not the only one who admired the beach.

I noticed that girls were screaming at Michael on the beach just now, and when they saw Michael coming out of the sea, they immediately swarmed up and surrounded him.

“You’re so handsome! You were so beautiful just now!”

“Handsome, can I share my number with you?”

“I’ve been looking at you for a long time. Can you teach me how to surf?”

My hearing was good enough for me to hear all of their chatterings, and then I saw Michael smiling at them.

Why did he smile at them? I looked at Michael’s mouth opening and closing, and jealousy invaded my mind. I could no longer hear what Michael was saying to them.

I snorted and turned my back away in a fit of pique, no longer looking in Michael’s direction. He could talk to whomever he liked. He was a Prince, and this was his island. Of course, he could do whatever he wanted, even if he wanted to bring some girl back to the palace for a walk.

I’d also… Humph!

Then I heard footsteps approaching. I pulled my sun hat to my face and pretended not to notice him.

“Hey, why are you not looking at me? Did you see how beautiful I was just now?” Michael reached out to lift my hat.

I blocked my head with my hands, not letting him see my face. My voice came from under the hat. “I can’t see you.”

“Huh?”

Michael pulled my body back unyieldingly, and I felt his fingers ambiguously slide down from my chest, then around my lower abdomen, and finally stopped at my waist. Michael was very familiar with my body. It was one of the most sensitive parts of my body. As long as he touched me, it would feel ticklish. I had no choice but to sit up angrily, but I still stubbornly looked away and insisted on not looking at him.

Michael pushed me back to the beach chair with his other hand and looked at me from head to toe. His chest was very close to me, and his full pectoral muscles were just above my collarbone. Beads of water flowed from his hair and slid down his perfect body curve, making me restless. My heart beat faster, and I instantly changed my mind about being angry with Michael. I followed my instincts and bit Michael’s chest, leaving a circle of uneven teeth marks.

“What are you doing?” Michael lowered his head to look at the bite marks I made and reached out to pinch my chin. “Are you a dog?”

I bared my teeth at Michael and wrapped my arms around his neck to get him closer to me. I said in a voice full of possessiveness, “You’re mine.”