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He stepped forward, eliminating any separation we once had. “Are you offering your payment tonight, Fenella? Do you wish for me to pleasure you until you cry out my name, begging for me to stop?”

My breath came out in pants, my nipples were sensitive and straining against my short nightdress. I knew my next words would change everything between us. It slipped out boldly anyway. “And if I didn’t want you to stop?”

He leaned in and brought his nose to mine, the swoop of his horns almost hitting the top edge of the window. “All you have to do is ask, Fenella and I am yours. I crave your every waking hour though my travels only allot me your presence in the shadows. The scent of your arousal makes my bloodlust rise. You cannot fathom the decimation I’ve left in my wake since our separation. You torture me with every moment you keep yourself away from me. It was only on this night, you called for me by name.”

My eyes fluttered at his confession. Was that what he was waiting for? For me to call him to my bed? This whole time, I thought it washewho came to collect fromme.

“I am very much tied to you as much as you are to me, though I required no bargain to worship and claim you.” He ran his mouth against my cheek and I found myself breathing harder. “But now that you are mine, I impatiently waited for my mistress to call me to my knees so that she may drown me in her scent again and again, showing the world she owns me.”

My breath stuttered. Everything that came out of his mouth was too good to be true, beyond this world’s comprehension, beyond mine.

“Why? Why would you tie yourself to me? You’ve only just met me.” I couldn’t help my self doubt at the moment. Who was I among all the other humans in the world to this magnificent creature before me?

His clawed hands cradled my face, tipping it up toward his. His eyes reflected the light of the moon, they were ghostly white, boring into my soul as if trying to pull the answers to my own questions from deep within me.

He bent down to kiss the white patch on my shoulder and I closed my eyes and sighed.

“You’ve always been mine, Fenella. See the truth in front of you.”

What was he saying? Was he talking about my Vitiligo?

“You’ve held a piece of me long before I held a piece of you.”

I opened my lids and truly took him in. Morel was terrifying and alluring all at once. As if reality bent solely for him and his existence alone. Was I ready to be tied to such a creature?

You already are, my inner voice told me. Surprisingly, the thought didn’t scare me as much as I thought it would. It was actually consoling. The hole my parents left inside of me was slowly being filled with something else, something overflowing and I didn’t even realize it until now.

I gently clasped my hands around his wrist and placed one of his hands over his chest and the other on mine like he did the first time we met.

I could barely feel a heartbeat. If there was one it was inhumanly slow. My own was racing against my ribs, demanding to be released. Maybe it wasn’t my heart, butme. Had my grief casted an armor around me I didn’t see?

I didn’t want to be a prisoner to it. I wanted to live. I wanted to be happy like Aunty said. I had too much of myself left to give to the world.

“Morel,” I whispered.

He brought my hand up to his mouth for a kiss.

“Take me away from here for the night.”

“As you wish, my dark mistress.”

Fen

The travelbetween realms was bizarre and dreamlike. It was as if I was wading through my own dreamscape only to find myself in the middle of woods I didn’t recognize again.

Morel stepped up behind me, snapping twigs in his wake and I turned to stare at him. The gaps between the boned wings filled with black smoke that faded at the ends as if it never truly existed—as if it was held together by magic alone.

He closed them and the smoke disappeared into a dark cloud leaving only the solid bones behind.

“Where are we?” It looked like somewhere here in Scotland but yet not.

“Where I wait for you.”

That didn’t answer anything. “Are we still on earth?”

“Somewhat. We’re in the unseelie realm.”

“And what will we do here?” I watched as he swaggered toward me, divesting himself of his weapons and tossing them to the ground. His chest was ravaged with raised scars and I couldn’t help but stare at each and everyone of them.

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