Her secret mate

Nightmeres

The darkness slowly faded away and I returned to the world of the living.

My body was still buzzing from the aftermath of the orgasm he just delivered. With my cheek pressed against his chest, I listened to the calm rhythmical beat of his heart. It was so calm and steady that my body started to relax again and sleep took over me again.

Truth to be told, I was exhausted.

Sex with Darcy had never been like this.

There was never this animalistic hunger he showed today. He was always very gentle and soft. Always scared of hurting me... but today it was something else... he himself was different.

I don't know what brought the change, but I was happy that it happened, even if it will be a week until we can explore it further, but I guess after this week we will have the rest of our lives to explore it, to our heart's content.

My thoughts started to fade away as sleep took over me.

***

When I opened my eyes next time, we were no longer in bed.

We were in a dark, gloomy forest that felt so cold. Looking around, I realized that I knew where we were. It was the forest next to my parent's house. I grew up playing here, but today it seems different... it felt different... a lot colder than I remember it to be... a lot darker.

Looking around, I saw Darcy. He had his back to me and was slowly walking away from me.

I shouted his name, but he did not respond. So I took off running after him.

I was chasing after Darcy and shouting his name, but no matter how loud I cried his name, he did not turn to me. He kept walking away from me and I kept running after him.

My lugs were burning and I was completely out of breath. My legs kept getting caught in tree roots and branches, but I kept running. Stumbling, I almost caught up with him, my fingers lightly glazing on his back, but he kept moving as I fell face down.

I fell into what felt like a puddle, but I guess it was a sinkhole because I started sinking and sinking in the thick wet substance.

My voice cracked from shouting out his name, but he either ignored it or didn't hear it. So he just walked away, leaving me to drown in that dark substance.

Tears were running down my cheek as I cried his name one last time before the substance swallowed me completely.

***

I woke up screaming and gripping the sheets around me.

My heart was beating so fast that I had to lay my palm on top of it, just to make sure that it was not jumping out of my chest.

Clam down, it's just a nightmare and it is not the first time you have had it, so calm down.

I tried to take deep breaths, but it felt like my lungs did not want to work.

The same nightmare has been hunting me for the last few weeks... actually, I think it started around Darcies birthday.

And it was always the same, me running after him and always failing.

I don't know if I should pay any attention to it, because it was probably just my imagination and nerves running wild. But it always felt too real for me to ignore it and the effect it has on my body is quite disturbing.

Breathing heavily, I let my hands wander around the bed, searching for Darcy's warm body, but I found nothing... the bed was empty.

Great, he is gone already.

Feeling so alone, I felt a single tear rolling down my cheek. Pulling my knees to my chest, I hugged myself, hoping that it would make me feel a bit warmer, but it did nothing. My whole body was still shaking, but I don't think that it was from the cold, but from the emotional impact this dream had on me.

Never before in my life do I remember having such vivid dreams that had such a strong impact on me.

The dream felt so real... that even my legs and lungs ached.

Taking deep, full-chested breaths, I tried to calm myself, but it was not working.

My brain and body were still buzzing.

Hell, I need to get out of this bed.

I felt the physical need to get out of it, so I crawled out of it and made my way to the bathroom. The need to wash off cold sweat was driving me to move faster. I switched the weather to the hottest it could go and stepped under the scorching hot spray. The water was burning my skin, but I stayed in place, knowing that if I stood there long enough the hot water would warm my body and the shivers would stop.

I let the hot water run until I could take it no longer and switched off the water completely.

The hot shower did not help.

I was still shaking, but I was shaking from somewhere deep in my chest and I did not know how to stop it.

FUKING HELL.

Grabbing the robe from the door, I made my way out of the bathroom and down the stairs. Maybe I needed something to warm me up from the inside... Tea should work, right?

Quickly, I walked to my kitchen and turned on the electric kettle. As the water started to boil I reached for one of my mugs when I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand.

SHIT,

Someone is here.

I was so disturbed by that damned nightmare that I did not notice someone entering the house.

I knew that it was not my father's staff, because they are forbidden from entering the house. I know that it was not Darcy.

SHIT.

I let the kettle boil as I reached for one of the kitchen knives and I slowly got ready to run to the front of the house and out the front door, but before I could even make a move, the hand with a knife in it was caught in a tight grip and a low voice whispered right next to my ear.

"You won't be needing that princess..."