The Demon's Angel

Chapter 7

I dreamt of a beautiful man, wearing only a billowing white shirt. His muscles rippled beneath as he came towards me. He had strange eyes that passed from brown to sliver to red, hypnotising me. I was paralysed in his thrawl as he brought his body down on top of me. He whispered words I could not understand in my ear. The air smelled like fragrant smoke that tickled my nose.

I felt like I should be scared of this man. His hard roped muscles pressed against me, I could feel heat and skin rough with coarse hair.

He left me too soon, I felt the loss of him keenly. I attempted to reach and grasp him, but my hand passed through his now wispy form. I craved his touch.

I needed us to become one so we could make each other whole, but he had gone from me. So much loss.

I feel his absence deep in my bones.

Suddenly, my eyes flew open as I woke from the strange dream. I felt like I had been thrown out of the dream and before my sight brought the images of my surroundings to my eyes, my body was in freefall as I replayed my last memory on the stairs. I let out a scream which rent the stillness of the air.

As my eyes finally adjusted to the onslaught of light, I looked up just in time to catch a glimpse of the back of a large figure as it left the room.

I looked around and suddenly became painfully aware of the sheet tickling my pebbled n*****s. I am nude!

I pulled the sheet quickly up around myself and blushed heavily as I noticed the angelic twins standing off to the side of the large four-poster bed where I sit.

They don't seem at all bothered by the impropriety of the situation and instead they stand and blink with impassive faces.

Slowly, the twin on the left moves to the chair by the fire and hands me some white garments. I take them with shaking hands and I am instantly suprised by the softness of the fabric.

I look down at them in my hands and then back up at the twins.

"Erm, could I have a little privacy?" I whisper, hating that my voice shakes.

Both twins slowly turn their backs to me and I slip the white tunic over my head.

I looked down at myself and notice the dar outline of my n*****s can be seen through the fabric causing my cheeks to burn.

"Not to be ungrateful, but do one of you happen to have my undergarment?"

A laxy smile spreads accross the right twins face "You will not need such things here Miss. Do not fret, you will be safe and useful as you are." his voice chimes out across the room.

"Useful?!" I enquire in alarm.