Elvira
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We were in a stalemate for what felt like an eternity. His eyes on mine, mine on his. It was like nothing else mattered. He was letting off this mighty aura that froze the very air around us. The intensity made me shiver. Excitement or fear...it was hard to discern.
The man breathed a steamy breath and then stepped towards me. His beautiful cherry-red eyes swirled into a golden color, and his pupils turned into a black slit. I was amazed and spooked out at the same time.
His eyes took in my undoubtedly pathetic appearance, and when they landed on the chains, his eyes glowed brighter as he let out a strident roar. The very ground shook and some torches off the wall fell.
As if splashed with cold water, I snapped out of my gaze. He took another step and I started to freak out. I didn’t know who he was, I didn’t know his intentions towards me, was he a friend or was he a foe?
His face had anger written all over it like he was ready to destroy the entire world. The pace of his steps increased as he got closer. He projected the image of a beast on a mission, and I was the end goal. I felt exposed and intimidated by his aura. I wanted to run, to hide, but I couldn’t do either because I was still bound to the floor. Feeling helpless, I decided to change tactics.
“Wait. No. Don’t come any closer!” I yelled, struggling against my chains.
The man’s step came to an immediate halt. There was no way, he actually listened to me.
He clenched his hands into a fist, and I could see the veins popping out. He sucked in a large amount of air and puffed it out. In. Out. In. Out. The action was on repeat until he finally opened his eyes and I was met again with his beautiful cherry red. His demeanor looked calmer now.
However, his breathing exercise seemed to be fruitless as he stared at the chains again. His jaw shifted and his aura buzzed with anger. Literal steam rolled off his body as his chest began to heave once more.
Was he angry at me? He seems to lose his temper whenever he stares at me.
I didn’t get a chance to ponder my question, as he started walking towards me again. His stride was even more determined than earlier. With each distance he covered, a foreign feeling grew inside me.
“I said you shouldn’t come any closer! Leave me alone!” I cried. However, this time my pleas didn’t reach him. His steps didn’t falter one bit. He kept walking up to me steadily and majestically with so much determination.
“Please,” I begged, but he still didn’t stop. My pleas were also to myself, it was to the feeling that was creeping up on my heart. A feeling that was strange and uncomfortable.
Soon he was right in front of me and then he lowered himself to kneel on the floor. He stretched out his hands towards me and I couldn’t help but shrink back.
“Don’t hurt me, please...I didn’t do anything. Just leave me alone” I sobbed in a low voice. Why won’t these people stop, why won’t they just let me go? I braced myself, expecting to feel some sort of pain. However, a warm arm just wrapped around me. My body shuddered, the foreign feeling was throwing me off. It was getting stronger. It was winning.
I found myself involuntarily leaning into his arms. His scent was overwhelming my senses and slowly making me lose the fight in me. I heard him take in a deep breath and his chest rumbled. What a lovely sound that was. Lovely enough to hurl my brain into a frenzy, and send an electric wave down to my core.
“Shh darling, no one is going to hurt you” His low guttural voice sounded in my ears. It was the softest and most mesmerizing voice I have ever heard.
Hurt me? His words brought back reasoning to my head. That’s right I was supposed to be escaping, I was supposed to be fighting him, but his skin on mine was making me feel the opposite. He was making me hot, he was making me save, he was making me feel things I shouldn’t feel in this situation. He had said the same words as King Aden, but they both gave me different reactions.
“And of course, you didn’t do anything wrong my malacia.” He continued “You can never do anything wrong. Even if you were to burn the entire fucking world to the ground, you’d still be in the right”
A lone tear strayed from my eyes, my heart eased up and my body relaxed. It was almost like every fiber of my being had been fighting every single day and now it could finally rest. He raked his hand through my hair, and I moaned at the feeling. My ears were tingling in pleasure.
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Lost in ecstasy, I hugged his neck and breathed in his scent. The man smelled like pure heaven. Screw running, screw fighting him, I wanted to lay in his arms all day without budging. I wanted to bury my nose in his chest for as long as possible so that his scent could melt my brain.
Don’t judge me, I already said I was a sucker for nice smells.
The man didn’t deny my advances on him, but instead, he hugged me tighter. His nose rubbed the nape of my neck and I gasped. I wanted him to kiss me right there, hell I wanted him to kiss me everywhere.
Every bit of me was tingling, electricity ran through the places he touched me, down to the middle of my thighs.
He gripped my waist and I pushed myself closer to him. If these chains weren’t restraining me, I’m positive I would be straddling him right now. As if sensing my dismay at being restrained, the gorgeous red-haired man paused. He tugged on my chains and I flinched, sanity coming back to my head a little.
What the hell was I doing? One hug from this pure erotic man, and I lose all senses. Where was the reasoning in that?
I tried to jump out of his arms, but he just grabbed me tighter.
“Oh no Fleur, you aren’t getting away from me. Don’t even try,” he said in a stern tone. “Just relax, I’m never going to hurt you.” He added, his voice growing soft.
He stared at me for a while his eyes searching mine as if he wanted something from me. His cherry-red eyes flickered between red and gold. He definitely wasn’t human, I’ve known that much since the moment I saw him, however, the way his eyes changes still surprises me. It had all my attention hooked.
After I still didn’t relax my body, he says “I hate seeing you in these chains, it is making me lose my self-control by the minute. So please let me take it off you. Hm?”
I was making him lose control? But why? Not knowing what to do after being asked permission like that, I gave a small nod. His full lips with a red hue on them, curled up into a smile.
Wow.
His smile was the most loveliest and warmest thing I had ever seen. I couldn’t stop staring at him as my heart fluttered and my stomach tumbled.
He proceeded to tug my chains again, and with one swift squeeze, the chains shattered into fragments. The moments the chains shattered, it felt like something else in me also shattered, like an elastic that has been pulled in several directions was suddenly let go and returned to its original form. I felt weak and slumped into Mr. Red Hair’s arms. He caught me without hesitation.
“It’s okay love, it’s okay,” his smoky voice said. Soft feathery kisses trailed my forehead, my chin, and then my neck. When he touched that same spot from earlier I hummed and bunched his shirt up with my fingers.
Wow. Was he using magic? Because damn it was powerful as hell.
“Your majesty!” Someone yelled from the doorway. I should’ve been alarmed by the new presence, but I felt too weak and safe that I didn’t care.
I was curious though, so I shifted my head on Mr red hair’s shoulder to catch a glimpse of who it was.
There was a tall, good-looking man, with raven black hair and silver eyes. His face had this natural shadow of a teasing smile on it. He walked to us and slightly bowed his head, then shifted his gaze to me.
“Is she..?” He started to say but was cut off by Mr. Red Hair.
“Milo. Ready a carriage for me. We are going to lodge outside of the castle. If I remain here any longer, I’m positive the palace of Elysia would seize to exist.”
The man named Milo replied with a quick “sure thing” and left without any questions. Anyone could tell Mr red Hair meant what he said. He was seriously pissed right now.
He then returned his attention to me. “Are you okay love?” He asked, his stern voice turning soft once again.
“Why?” I asked
“Hm?”
“Why are you saving me? Why are you being so nice to me and why...”
why do you make me feel safe, why do you look at me with such a heated gaze, why am I feeling a static energy constantly racing through me when we touch? So many questions ran through my head all at once.
“Because you are mine.” He proclaimed as if no other explanation was needed.
“What?” was all I was able to ask as he lifted me up. I wobbled with the sudden movement, and he strengthened his hold on me. He pressed my head against his chest and kissed my temple. My body seemed to have a mind of its own, as I threaded my hands around his neck and burrowed my face into it. How was someone this sturdy yet perfectly comfortable? I was like a docile cat in his hands.
He walked me past the gates and out into one of the palace corridors. My head immediately sprang up, recognizing where we were. This was the main hall of the entire palace. It was the hall that led to various royalties’ rooms and the main doors of the palace. A little further down and it would be King Aden’s room.
As if he noticed my discomfort, Mr. Red Hair paused. “Calm down love, you being tense makes my heart restless. So calm down for me okay?” He said as he continued his steps. My body did as he commanded and I snuggled back into the nape of his neck.
Soon enough we were outside and the cool night air caressed my skin. There was a carriage waiting for us, and in it was the man I saw earlier, Milo. Mr. Red Hair sat down inside the carriage and positioned me on his lap, then one hand came up to rake through my hair, and the other ran up and down my back.
“So this is her huh? Your Malacia.” Milo said scrutinizing me as if I was an exciting specimen “It’s pretty interesting that you found her in Elysia of all places.” He then stretched out his hands to me and said “Hi, my name is Milo. Pleased to meet you, empress.”
Emp- what? My eyes were droopy, my senses were numbing. I couldn’t process anything they were saying. My body was extremely tired and wanted nothing more than to fall asleep, but my mind didn’t want to. I wanted to stay awake longer, to stare at the man in front of me longer, to talk to him longer. Once again, I was thrown into a battle of body and mind, and as always I had to be the judge.
As if sensing my inner turmoil, Mr red head buried his nose in my hair and said “It’s okay my love you can go to sleep. I’ll be right here with you. I’m never leaving you okay?”
“Then...” I said nuzzling my head on his chest. “Can you hold me tighter?”
A low rumble reverberated in his chest “Anything for you, my sweet empress.” he said squeezing me impossibly closer than he already did.
I could hear Milo and Mr. Red Hair conversing, but words were incomprehensible to me at this point. I didn’t even want to bother trying. Mr. Red Hair had been the judge of the battle between my mind and body this time, and it seemed like both sides agreed with his decision. So with peace filling up my mind and body, I went to sleep.