Dark Whispers

chapter 3

"No, I didn't see his face," I whispered, holding my head.

"What? You had s*x with a stranger in a dream, and you didn't see his face, too?" she teased me.

I was about to respond when I heard a knock on the door. "Milady, you are being summoned for breakfast in the next 2 minutes," the guard said before leaving.

"Oh my goodness, get up, get up!" Elena ushered me up and quickly arranged my dress. "Hurry downstairs for breakfast," she pushed me out.

When I got to the dining hall, I saw my parents sitting down, clearly engaged in a conversation. I ran straight to my dad and gave him a peck on the cheek. "It seems my princess decided to have breakfast at noon," he teased me.

"Good morning, Dad. How do you like my dress?" I asked, trying to brighten his mood and change the subject. "Pretty, but it looks beautiful on my angel," he said.

"Someone didn't seem to greet me," my mom whispered softly, taking a bite from an apple.

The warm sunlight streamed into the dining room..

The warm sunlight cast a golden glow over the family breakfast table. Calantha giggled as she bit into a flaky croissant, looking at her mother, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Her father laughed at her as the food was being served by the maids. "So, Calantha, how's the dance practice going for the Eternal Night Festival celebration?"

Calantha rolled her eyes dramatically, making her mother chuckle. "Ugh, Dad, it's a disaster! Mommy's not exactly the best dance partner."

The queen, elegant in her flowing silk gown, raised an eyebrow, a mischievous gl spark in her eyes. "Oh, I'm a wonderful dance teacher, thank you very much. I just need to enchant you into perfection."

The king's laughter boomed through the room, making the chandelier tinkle. "Ah, my dear, perhaps it's time to find Calantha a new partner – one who can keep up with her mischief? I think that could be me."

The queen playfully narrowed her eyes at Calantha. "Oh, Dad, please. I think I'll only make do with my sword training from you – not dance."

"C'mon, I taught your mom how to dance."

"I can see why she's a terrible dancer," Calantha teased.

The family's laughter filled the dining room, mingling with the scent of fresh bread and the warmth of the sunbeams. The family conversation flowed as they chatted about fun things like the upcoming festival to welcome the new year and full moon.

After breakfast, the queen went for her routine. My dad, the king, went for a chambers meeting concerning the upcoming Eternal Night Festival to welcome the new year. Since my father was busy, and no one was free to train me, I decided to go read at the library – maybe find something that talks about having repeated dreams at the same place.

She'd have to talk to her mom about it, but she was busy with the festival prep, too. She spent all day at the library reading but found nothing. She left to go sleep for the night.I saw myself outside the cemetery again. This time, there were no other graves – just his. Still motionless, separate, ancient, and lonely.

She stepped into the cemetery, the rusty gate creaking behind her like a chorus of whispering spirits. The moon cast an eerie glow over the rows of weathered tombstones, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch out like skeletal fingers.

I navigated the winding path, my footsteps echoing through the stillness, until I came to a stop before a single, imposing grave. This was it. I knew it was the one.

The air around me seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, like the hum of a harp string ploned to its limits. As I gazed at the grave, a shiver ran down my spine – not of fear.

There was no name on the stone, only a symbol, ancient and arcane, etched into the weathered surface. The symbol seemed to pulse with a malevolent life of its own, drawing me closer.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I spun around...

I found him behind me, his hands on his back, staring at me. "You are finally back," he said.

Suddenly, the environment changed once again to his chamber. Only to find out that I was standing naked. I couldn't see his face, but I knew he smirked at me in a way that made my knees weak.

I wanted to question him when he crashed his mouth on mine. My eyes widened and my toes curled when his cold lips touched mine. His arms snaked behind me, pulling me closer to him and dominating the kiss. A moan escaped from my lips, and I opened my mouth, inviting his tongue. Firecrackers sparked in all parts of my body, my brain buzzing.

He pulled away. I was panting, with my chest rising and falling. His arm was still on my waist, the touch sending tingles down my spine. Something dark hovered over his eyes as I could feel his gaze on me. The way he was gazing at me made my belly flip. I clenched my thighs together.

.

"Don't look at me that way, Calantha," he growled.

"What – what way?" He was so close I couldn't think straight.

"That you want me," he spoke, the delicious darkness in his deep voice giving me goosebumps. "Of course I want you," my voice barely a whisper.

"Then come to me, come find me," he spoke again in a husky voice. "How do I find you?"

He didn't reply but turned me around, making me lay down on all fours and thrust into me, each thrust sending wave down my spine, he went deeper and harder.

My p***y greedy took all of him in,

"you are so f*****g ready for me" he whispered and turned me, making me to lay striaght on my back, my n*****s hard seeking for his attention, he bent down and took one of my n****e in his mouth ,sucking it ,while he used his free hand to rub the other free nipples

He sucked me for sometime before he stopped, by then my n*****s were red and aching , he lean in and blow some air on them sending shivers down my spine ,

My throat dry and wanted more of him