Elyse: Last SalvationMature

I dreamed that I was flying. I was in a place so surreal, so unlike the world of terror and turmoil to which I belonged. A woman stood before me, her skin pallid and ethereal. But most extraordinary of all was her set of massive white wings that surrounded her slim frame.

She beckoned me towards her with a single glance. I came ever closer, seeming to float instead of walk. And when I was directly before her, she leaned towards me and whispered into my ear.

When I awoke, it was with a start. I was shivering, but the room felt a million degrees. I must have a fever, I thought. Getting sick so did not fit into my current agenda.

I was doing my best to compose myself, to shake the sleep from my ice blue eyes and fuly regain consciousness. However, full awareness came upon me when I suddenly felt a trembling finger trail up my bare arm. I was quick to pull away, but the prince was faster, and within a second, he had me pinned to the headboard by nothing but my wrists.

"You think that you can escape me?" he growled, his lips mere centimeters from my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut against the pain, desperately ignoring the twisted feeling in my stomach. The demon let out a slow breath, causing a chill to run up my spine.

I was about to open my mouth and tell him to go back to Hell, but I never got the chance because a moment later he had pressed his lips to my own and was kissing me fiercely. I strained against him, but to no prevail. The demon prince pulled away just long enough to reach out and violently rip my shirt off, discarding the shreds onto the floor.

"I rather like you, Elyse," he whispered against my neck, biting delicately at the skin there. His fingertips were trailing across my collarbone, down my chest...closer and closer...

"Fuck you," I managed to spit at him. He only grinned.

"I want you," he murmured softly before kissing me once again. "How would dear, sweet Ian feel if he knew I'd devoured his precious damsel?"

I tried to scream but no sound came out. The prince undid the button of my pants with ease, and I was certain that he would take me then.

There was but one thing I did not forsee, however. And that was the sudden clamour of the door as it collided with the wall, and the brilliantly shining presence of none other than Alex.

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