He suddenly pulled her to him and kissed her, taking her breath away...
The feeling she had experienced in her dream washed over her. She felt him break the kiss. She opened her eyes, not realizing they had been closed.
His lips held a smirk, then he whispered, "Shall we continue where we left off?"
At first she was confused with his meaning. Then she remembered her dream. It had been real ! The realization shook her to her core, and it frightened her. Her eyes widened at the realization.
She tried to take a step back, his grip on her waist was gentle but firm. She couldn't moved. He pulled her up against him, pinning him to his chest.
She shot him a look. "Unhand me demon."
He laughed in her face. "What will you do mortal? I can crush you with my bare hands if I wanted to."
She swallowed hard at the threat. She was terrified now.
He smelled her fear. "Don't worry. My hands only want to touch you. Didn't you like the way they touched you. I know you do. Your pretty face can wear any mask it pleases; anger, disgust, but you know, I know your heart. I know what truly lurks there. You want me just as much as I want you. Give in. Give in so it can go away."
"What..." She asked confused as to what he was referring to all this time.
"Why are you here?" He asked, before answering his own question "For him."
"Yes," she answered.
The way he spoke to her made her feel so much shame surrounding her actions. She tried to look away from his unwavering gaze but he wouldn't let her. She was trapped in the electric blue abyss that was his eyes. He was so cold.
He held her face in his hands and slowly applied pressure.
"I get very jealous. I am very jealous." When he saw her scared look he let go of her soft flesh.
She rubbed where he touched.
"Prince William is my betrothed without him, I will not be able to become queen. It is our custom. No female can rule lest she be wed."
He scoffed at her remark.
" It's true."
"Then wed me." He said.
Her eyes bulged out at his words.
" I-I don't think we can do that. Can a human and a..."
"Demon." He finished for her. "Who cares. There is no one and no thing that can stop me when I want something." He was looking directly at her when he spoke.
She felt herself being pulled in by his voice. She was resisting him as best she could.
"Please save him." She begged.
"Will you be mine forever?"
"My soul is already yours. What more could you want from me?" She asked, her tears brimming.
"I want all of you. I want your heart. I want your soul. I want your pain. I want your pleasure. I want your body, I want your mind, I want all of you."
"If I do this... if I agree to this will you let him live?"
"Letting him live would be gracious of me. Wouldn't it. He fought the Black Knight with bravery and valor," he mocked Prince William.
She felt the tears escape her eyes. He saw. She saw his gaze turn to it, he leaned forward then stuck out his tongue and with the tip of it licked her tear. The wet trace his tongue left gave her chills. He placed a kiss under her eye.
"Delicious." He said. A moment passed and he spoke once more. "Be mine."
She felt intense memories of the dream surface. He had said the same thing. He had made her body feel exquisite.
"Will you save him? Answer me plainly demon."