DEMON'S BRIDE

CHAPTER THREE

WE FINALLY ARRIVE AT DAEMON'S castle. He helps me down the chariot and leads me towards the steps. I stare at the castle in awe. I've always thought the castle I live in- now lived- was big but Daemon's castle is massive, three times the size of my previous home.

Spires, turrets and a large combination of flanking towers surrounds the curtain wall while the main keep overshadows them all. There are machicolations that project from the wall and has holes in the floor. There is also an arrow slit meant to give the archers inside the castle a wide scope for shooting their arrows.

"Welcome to my humble abode", Daemon says, opening the door.

The inside is tastefully decorated with ornate designs. There are medieval paintings placed here and there. There are staircases spiraling up, leading to the various wings in the castle.

"You call this humble?". I say, staring at him in bewilderment. He chuckles and leads me towards the West Wing.

"Is the entire wing mainly for us?", I ask while admiring the interior designs of the castle.

"Yes, the East wing is for the servants". Daemon says and opens the door to the chamber.

The bed is well made with red petals scattered around. A bottle of expensive wine placed by the bed side.

"Where are your henchmen, servants and guards?", I ask and plop down on the bed.

"I gave them the day off". He says, taking a seat beside me.

"Why?"

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I didn't know how you would feel with the house full on your first day here".

"Oh, well.... Thanks for being..... considerate", I say and blush.

"It's no big deal", he says with a shrug.

"Don't you need guards for security purposes?", I ask curiously.

"Not really, I can handle myself pretty well, moreover no one would be dumb enough to set foot here". Daemon says, his green eyes glowing a little.

"What do you mean?". Instead of replying he just smirks.

"Would you like to use the bathroom or should I go first?", He asks.

"Go first", I say and he smiles at me then walks into the bathroom. While he's gone, I take my time to admire the room.

There is a full length mirror and also a small sized mirror on the dressing table with a stool in front. There is a drawer and a walk in closet along with an en suite bathroom where Daemon is now taking a shower. I walk over to the walk in closet and look in; my clothes have been properly arranged in there beside Daemon's. I walk back out. On the walls are landscape paintings of various sorts; they also don't look cheap. There is another door but I have no idea what it leads to. I walk over to it and try opening it but it's locked and there's no key in the keyhole.

I walk back to the bed and remove my heels, placing them carefully on the shoe rack in the walk in closet. Since there's nothing else for me to do, I walk out of the walk in closet and sit on the bed waiting for Daemon to come out of the bathroom.

Daemon walks out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped dangerously low around his waist. I couldn't help but stare at him, my mouth agape. He has not six but eight abdominal muscles. His Apollo's belt is out of this world. My eyes unconsciously glance between his legs and I quickly look away, my face turning red.

"I'm done", he says. I nod and stand up. Still looking away, I hurriedly walk to the bathroom.

Before I get to close the door, Daemon says, "Aren't you going to take your nightgown or do you prefer to walk back in naked?", His face curling into a smirk.

I blush and rush in to the walk in closet to get my nightgown and bathrobe and then rush back out, hurriedly walking to the bathroom. While closing the door, I hear Daemon chuckle.

In the bathroom, I place a hand on my chest and take a deep breath. I can't believe I did that. I make myself feel better by blaming the fact that I've not been allowed to spend time with a guy especially not a guy that looks like 'walking s*x'. I'm completely inexperienced in all of this.

I zip down my gown and let it slide slowly down my shoulders to the floor. I'm left in my undergarment. I try to imagine myself bravely walking out of here, my hair flowing down my back in just my undergarment. Daemon looking at me with hunger in his eyes. He grabs me and pushes me down on the bed with him on top of me. He slowly nibbles on my earlobe and....... I shake my head trying to clear it of such thoughts. I already said I'm not going to consummate the wedding and I plan to keep it that way. I walk over to the tub and see that it has already been filled with hot water, my bathing lotions by the side. I feel myself smiling and I try to force it away. Falling for Daemon would mean His Highness won and I don't plan on letting that happen. At least not yet.

I walk out of the bathroom, the bath robe wrapped around me. Daemon is dressed in pajama bottoms and a long sleeve white top. His pajama bottoms hanging low around his waist.

"Urmmm..... Daemon?"

"Hmm?"

"You don't mind me calling you Daemon right?"

"I don't", he says. A small smile creeping up his face.

"I don't want to consummate the marriage", I murmur. What is wrong with me?. I've never been this docile not even to my own father.

Daemon archs a brow at me and then starts to laugh. Did I say anything funny?

"I kinda figured that out", he says still laughing.

"Oh", I say and groan inwardly for mentioning it.

"Will you have a problem sleeping by my side?", He asks, an evil smirk on his face.

I glare at him and say "No, I will not!". He grins wildly, revealing a set of pure white teeth.

"Very well then. Come over here". He pats the bed and I roll my eyes.

"Is that a request or a command?", I ask, folding my arms across my chest.

"It's whatever you choose it to be..... Anastasia". He drags my name slowly and winks at me.

I start to turn away to walk out the door but then I feel an arm around me and then I'm thrown down on the bed, Daemon climbing over me, his hand holding my hands in an X shape above my head.

"Where do you think you're going, Anastasia?".

"I....I...", I try to reply him but the words just won't form.

"I thought you said you don't have a problem sleeping by my side so why were you trying to walk out the door?", He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He gently nibbles on my earlobe and slowly drags his tongue down to my neck. He kisses a spot above my breast and then goes back to trailing kisses down my neck.

"Yo...you promised", I manage to say.

"I didn't promise you anything Anastasia". He says and bites my lower lip. He adjusts himself and I feel his center brush mine, making me to arch my back unconsciously. He chuckles and slowly starts to rub himself against me, a moan escaping my mouth. He tucks my hair behind my ear and places a feathery kiss on my lips.

"But I'll fulfill your wish. We'll leave the consummation for another time". Daemon says and rolls away, adjusting himself by the side of the bed.

I can't believe he just did that. He made me feel things I wasn't prepared to feel and then leaves me wanting more. I have a feeling he did that intentionally. He wants me to know what I'm missing out on. I place my hand above my breast, the exact spot he kissed, to calm my racing heart.

"Anastasia?", He calls but I keep mute.

"I know you're still up. You need to adjust your position to prevent yourself from waking up with an aching body". He continues but I still keep mute.

"Anastasia?". He sighs when he gets no response from me.

"I'm sorry", he says. "I shouldn't have done that knowing fully well that you're inexperienced in this. I promise you it won't happen again". Would it be weird if I say I want it to happen again? That I want him to take control? I should say something, anything at all but I just can't get my mouth to move so instead I do as he says and adjust myself properly on the bed.

I give him a small smile to show that it's all cool and then I face away from him. I can't let him see my red face.

"Good night Daemon", I murmur with a slight yawn.

"Good night Anastasia", he replies and I find myself drifting off to sleep.