Fallen Fury

Chapter 6: “I can resist everything except temptation.”-Oscar Wilde

Lennyn pulled up to The Flay’s home, Nix looked at Dim to apologize, but Dim spoke.

“Lennyn, take Nix to our room. Then have a maid help her into her nightwear.” He got out of the car and went into the house. Nix sat there helpless. Lennyn glanced at her through the rearview mirror,

“I’m sorry, Miss. I am usually on the ball with his darkness. He is very territorial of you, though. Nothing excuses his behavior tonight and he knows that.”

“Careful, Lennyn. Don’t want to be caught speaking poorly of you future king,” she spoke sarcastically, sighing. He smiled,

“Don’t worry, Miss. We owe each other a lot, and although my devotion is to him, he knows I was brought up with him to stop his darkness from emerging. We both endured a lot of the same training to lock him in as King in the future. He has to learn to control his shadows to rule.” She looked out of her window and nodded. Lennyn climbed out, helped her out of the car, and walked her to her and Dim’s room.

Nix did have her own room in the house and every night since she moved in, she stayed in her room. Dim had a room for the two of them created, but made it off limits for them both to sleep in. The room has dimly lit candles that accompany each of the corners. Lennyn sat her on the bed and called for a maid.

“I really don’t need…” she started

“Please, Miss. It’s easier for us all if you just let her dress you.” She nodded, Lennyn bowed his head, and the maid walked in as Lennyn shut the door behind him.

Nix sat at the edge of the black silked bed wishing she could experience it without her clothes. Nix soon regretted those thoughts when the maid undressed her. She sat there uncomfortably, she walked back over and threw a lace gown over her. The maid started for the door,

“Uh, excuse me. I think I should have other pajamas.” The maid giggled,

“I’m sorry, Miss. I was told to explicitly have you in this.” she curtsied, and hurried out of the room.

Nix stood, giving more weight to her twisted ankle. It felt much better. She walked over to the full sized mirror and looked at herself. The lace was fully see through.

Dimetree, she thought, this is his way of torturing me. She sighed hating that the maid saw her in such a gown.

“Oh, wow. I didn’t know you were so confident in yourself PheePhee”, Lia stood behind her with arms crossed in a black dress that slit all the way up her thigh. Nix stumbled to the bed and grabbed a blanket to throw around herself.

“What are you doing here? G-Get out” Nix couldn’t believe she had the nerve to walk into their room.

“My parents are wrapping up some things with Dimetree. I heard you were being held here, and I just thought I would come and check on you. After the night you gave to Dimetree, I was just sure you would be wallowing in self pity. I was sure you wouldn’t be able to sit comfortably. I know when I would do anything he didn’t like, I wasn’t able to sit right for days. Yet, here you are confident enough to wait for him showing every part of yourself.” She eyed her up and down with a sly smile.

“Please, just leave.” Nix said. Lia laughed,

“Dimetree will be happy I’m here. I can show you what he likes” she finished narrowing her eyes. Nix felt like she could puke, the fire in her stomach grew.

“Get out,” she fumed with a growl. Lia’s drink in her hand started to boil. She laughed hysterically.

“Wow, what a cute trick!” she winked as she heard footsteps behind her.

Dim walked up behind Lia, “hello, Liliana” he kissed her cheek. She smiled,

“Look, babe. Nix is shy, and her outfit is adorable,” she said, walking toward her and pulling her blanket away. Dim starred at Nix. Nix’s eyes filled with tears, as she looked towards the ground and tried to hide parts of her with her arms.

“Don’t hide yourself. You were fine being half naked at that party tonight. What’s different here?” Dim said coldly. Nix didn’t speak. “Liliana, I will walk you out. Nix, you are not to leave this room.” Lia wrapped her arm around Dim’s and they both walked out. Nix sat on the edge of the bed, trying to decide what to do. She glanced out of the old gothic window that looked down at the drive path. Nix could see Dim and the others down below. Dim shook hands with Lia’s father and kissed her mother’s hand. Dim went in to kiss Lia on the cheek, but she turned at the last minute and they locked lips.

Trista, I need you, she thought. Nix got into the bed that she had never slept in before, she rolled over, and listened to the Moonlight Sonata to help her forget about the night and sleep.

Nix woke with a creaking sound on the floor, she lay there silent to act like she was still sleeping. A shuffle in the bed arose and a warm, shirtless body pushed against her. Nix stiffened her body, but the smell was familiar.

“You are mine. You can’t have me yet, but if this will stop your defiance then I will grant this to you.” Dim wrapped his arms around her and tossed her to his other side,

“This side is mine.” Nix’s heart rate could not slow. His heat comforted her enough to roll facing him. He was still aggravated with her, his eyes unyielding.

“I can’t tell you I’m sorry. I want you to want me.” She said strongly.

“Phee, there is nothing I want more. I have promised myself to you, but you need to enjoy your youth, and be able to leave without worrying about you. You are my Queen, and you are a queen. That also means you treat me as your King. Stop acting like you are a floozy constantly out for the next man to treat you.” Nix saw the anger in his eyes grow, her breathing grew shallow, he was making her feel so small. She wished she could sink through the bed and disappear, but she then had a new idea.

“You’re right, Dimetree. As you will be, I should start treating you like my King.” He raised an eyebrow at her new found words, and she buried her head in his chest. Nix started to kiss his chest, then she trailed up to his neck. Dim groans with pleasure, closing his eyes. Nix took his hand and placed it on her breast and, using her hand, she forced him to squeeze and push. With her other hand, she reached down to his incredible erection. She moved her hand gently over him several times, before she wrapped her legs around his waist. Dim kept his eyes closed, but pushed his lips to hers. Tasting her lips made him feel like he was being intoxicated from her mixed drinks she had prior to coming home. He pushed her away, straddled atop of her, then started sucking on her right n****e. She moaned with pleasure as he used his tongue to line her n****e, gently tugging it with his teeth. She shifted her hips up towards him, feeling his erection through his jeans against her. He dug his hands into her hips, shoving her down.

“You don’t know what you’re doing, young blood,” he growled, his voice sounding different.

“I need this, I need you, my King,” she pleaded. Dim’s black eyes, glued to her’s, had a tint of red. Nix then noticed the shadows escaping from his back, panic struck her. The last time she saw someone’s shadow, her life changed.

“Dim?” He ignored her words, and pushed his lips against her lips once again. The shadows started tearing at her robe, leaving fresh scratched marks along her back. She screamed, but not fully from pain. The pleasure she was experiencing was more than her body could express. His hand pushed her robe to the side, as he shoved two fingers inside of her. She started to convulse from his behavior, when suddenly a pounding came to the door, and he ended his exercises. Nix looked around disoriented. Dim stood, his eyes changing back to their original color, slowly. He grabbed his button up and through it over his bare chest. Nix pouted at his sudden change of interest.