Chapter 38

Chapter 38: ii. Dreams [Bonus chapter]

Mary began screaming, flailing her legs as if trying to fight off an unseen enemy.

She felt like she couldn’t breathe. She knew it was all a dream, but for some reason, she couldn’t wake.

She began sobbing, her body jerking from the intensity of it all, only calming down when she felt strong arms envelop her. Dominus.

She opened her tear-filled eyes and saw him. Her love. The one that bore the face of the queen’s knight. The very same character she saw in her dream.

She hugged him, her arms clinging themselves to his neck desperately as she catches on her breath. She clung to him like he was her salvation, the very reason why she existed.

She felt his forehead touch hers as he whispered, “Calm down my queen, breathe in and breathe out. Slowly now, don’t panic, I am here.”

Mary cried once again, it was even the same voice and the same tone he called her with. It was as if the character in her nightmare and Dominus himself are one and the same.

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When she has calmed down a bit, he sat her up, his legs behind hers as he continued to embrace her, caging her effectively in his arms. “My love, my queen. What is it?”

“It was a very unsettling dream,” her body began to tremble even more as she recalled the scene that played in her mind earlier.

“Do you want to talk about it? Maybe, I can help walk you out of what obviously was a terrible dream of yours,” he tried to reign in his own emotions, the fear that gripped him as he observed her body’s reaction.

No, it wasn’t about him now. Her needs always come first. She needs him to be there, so he couldn’t let her see how seeing her so weak almost drives him insane.

She nodded although her back was turned on him. She felt his warm lips touch her neck.

He was kissing her, butterfly kisses peppered her nape, then he held her tighter and let his teeth graze her neck.

Her trembling body starts to feel comfortable as he does so. Her tired muscles relax as his hands continued to roam.

“Bad dream?” he asked her, his tone gentle as always, a contrast to his booming voice that makes her insides melt.

“Yes, a very troubling one,” she admitted. “I dreamed of us, but in a different land, wearing different clothes, and a different story. In that dream we fell in love, it was a love so beautiful, so pure. A queen and her knight who defied the society they lived in, their love was forbidden, unaccepted. In my dream, that love lead to death as the royal family decided to end my life before I destroy their hold in the kingdom. In my last few moments on earth, I called on your name but you never came,” she bit on her lower lip, trying not to cry again.

His muscles stiffened, so that is how it all ended. He clenched his jaw as his fist rolled into a ball. It was right for him to kill them all, those bastards were the cause of her death.

He closed his eyes as he tried to keep his breathing even, no she couldn’t know. She couldn’t know about their dreams matching quite so well.

She couldn’t know how affected he is whenever he dreamed of another life that matched perfectly with the dream she described just now.

No, she couldn’t know how he can recall even the tiniest details about the life of the knight and her queen. How he started dreaming of another world, of another time, of another them ever since he has met her.

He pulled her tighter, nuzzling on her neck for warmth and comfort. He couldn’t risk scaring her by telling her he believe those were more than some dreams.

Not knowing how she will react is a good enough reason for him to keep his thoughts to himself. His own belief that they are reincarnated lovers pale in comparison to having her in his arms like this.

“It’s just a dream, darling. You don’t have to be afraid. There is no way that can be true. I won’t let you die. I won’t let anyone hurt you. I’ll always be here to protect you and to keep you safe,” acid lined his throat as he spoke the words.

He felt guilt all over his being. That is right, if it was really a reincarnation then it all meant that he has failed his duty as a knight.

It meant that he failed to keep his queen safe. He failed to protect his beloved, the only one who defined his existence. He failed to protect the only person that ever mattered to him. That itself is the greatest of all evils.

She felt his fingers go inside her chemise. The silky dress he insisted she wore slipped through her shoulders as he starts to cup her breasts, distracting her from the terror that gripped her whole being just a while ago.

“Dominus...” she softly moaned out his name, her lips didn’t dare to utter a protest. No, she couldn’t.

Her mind wanted to be clouded by the thoughts of him alone. She wanted to be assured he is here beside her now, he won’t leave her. In this present time, he is here beside her. This is what matters.

He squeezed her breasts almost painfully, his thumbs pressing down on her sensitive buds as her body arched.

“I am here, I’ll let you forget about that silly dream, queenie. I’ll let you forget about anything that isn’t true. Let me do just that, let me distract you and fill your mind with nothing but pleasure,” his fingers squeezed her nipples once again, making her body jerk. Oh, he knows how to make her body feel wonders.

Then his calloused hands trailed down her stomach, and stayed on her hips, “I’ll always keep you safe, I promise. No one can hurt you, I will not let anyone cause you harm,” he said sincerely.

This time around, this time... he won’t fail to protect his queen. This time he will keep her safe. No matter what- she couldn’t leave him, not even by death. She is his. She belongs to him.

His hands spread her legs, keeping her knees on a level with her head, “Try not to scream,” he demanded as his thumb draw circles on her clit.

She bit on her lower lip, trying her best not to cry out his name as his thumb circled roughly on her sensitive spot.

“Good girl,” he whispered as she tried to keep silent, her body jerking when he put just a bit too much pressure on her bundle of nerves.

He felt her body tense up as she started to pant, he knew just how affected she is as he thrust a finger inside her core and felt her walls tightened, squeezing his finger.

“Ahhhnnn...” her body jerked forward as a knot in her stomach started to build. This is good. He is good for her.

“Shhhh.... no sounds,” he reminded her as she panted and tried to keep still.

“You are already so wet for me, queenie. A queen you say, but you tighten so effectively around my fingers,” he teased her as his hot breath fanned her ear.

She started to moan as he added another finger, “What a bad girl you are. You are so lewd for me, queenie. So needy, so hungry for more,” his breathing started to deepen as he continued to touch her.

“Dominus, I can’t keep it all in. Please....” she begged him. She wanted more.

He smirked as he pumped his fingers in and out of her, “My queen is so greedy, is that it? She is behaving like a slut right now, begging me to make her feel so good.”

“I am not... not greedy,” she tried to protest even when she felt embarrassed by the sounds she made as he continued to plunge his fingers deep into her core.

“Liar, you are greedy and want my love. You are a whore queen, a slut for her knight. Were you waiting for me to defile you all along? Did you lie on your bed and imagine how good it will be if I was there to make you feel even better,” her juices started to wet the bed covers, no she couldn’t help it.

He knew exactly what words to say, what touch to give her to make her mind go overboard. “I love you so, my queen. I love how much you need me, and how honest your body is exactly,” he whispered.

She gasped as he added another thick finger into her, spreading her even wider, “Dominusss...” her voice was broken.

That kind of voice filled with the need for more pleasure. Yes, she knew she was greedy. She wants him to continue pleasuring her more.

“Am I a good knight to you my queen, making you feel so good as I make you succumb to the pleasures of the flesh?” he teased her as he sucked the tender skin of her neck. Making sure to mark her again as his teeth graze the exact same spot that he never allowed to heal.

She gasped and nodded, but he wasn’t satisfied, “Answer me, my love. Or should I stop? You know my rules, I don’t want half-hearted answers,” he demanded as he plunged his fingers deeper into her core, finding satisfaction when her juices flowed more freely than before.

She was arching her back, her hips seemed to be following the thrusting motions of his fingers, “Please don’t stop, please... you are a good knight, teaching me all I have to learn.”

He was quite sure she was red as an apple as a hearty chuckle left his throat, “Very well, my queen. Let me teach you even more.”