LUST

Eleven years ago after Esmeralda's encounter with Vimdraolf, she never did went to that side of the castle after receiving a firm warning and beating from her mother. Not that she didn't try, but every attempt was a failure, Vimdraolf himself made sure of it. He created an illusion turning the door of his room to an ordinary wall. Everytime Esmeralda looks to that direction, all she sees is a long dark passage with no doors.

After the coming of Esmeralda, the once dead castle was filled with so much life and noise as Esmeralda voice was always heard until she falls asleep.

After the over dethronemet of Amargo, Vimdraolf never did send any of the maids, workers and servant away, neither did he make them stay. The decision to stay back was solely on them. Alot left, the few that stayed had no where to go as they were orphanage or alone in this world.

Vimdraolf made sure had erased all Esmeralda memory of that day eleven years ago but his power could not stop his constant appearance in her dream.

She would smile every morning after waking up and before going to bed. She finds herself zoning out more often in thought of the man that appears in her dream and it would always end up with her feeling ticklish from her tummy downwards. She would cross her legs tight to give her some relive.

She remembers his white hair with few blue stripes on it, the transparent crystal right on his forehead. She also remember in detail the marks on his chest and her best part, the feel of his lips on hers. He always left her wanting more, more of what she doesn't know but she always felt unsatisfied and will wake up with an aching down there.

Esmeralda are you done watering the flowers???

Rosa shouts from inside, she used it to wake her up when she saw her from the balcony sitting on the ground doing nothing. She had noticed the odd behavior from her daughter. She can put a distance between her daughter and her mate, but she can't stop the mate bond not even Vimdraolf.

Almost mama just a second. Esmeralda screams from down lifting her face up so her voice could travel far.

She gets her jug and in a hurry watered flowers as fast as she could before taking off inside the castle. Her eyes look to the same direction it automatically goes to anything she is in the castle. That direction kept calling her, her mother's warning rang In her head but not today, the pull was stronger than normal.

Just like she did eleven years ago, history repeated it's self. She moves her not so small legs anymore to the part of the castle she was forbidden

Her wild curly black hair that she hardly combs falls on her face, cluing to the sweat dropping on her forehead out of fear. No doubt she is nervous, this could land her in deep trouble.

Her feet knew the way to go, she let it navigate her and she found herself in front of a big wooden door. She could swear she had never seeing that door before. This just made her more curious.

She push the door a bit, enough for her eyes to sneak a peep into the room, being in the garden all day, her scent has been overtaken over by lily flowers.

Her curiosity got the best of her again as she push the door a little bit more.

Sitting on the chair right in front of her is a man, or she could say the same man who drifts into her dream. The man living in her head rent free, the man that leaves her breathless wanting more of what she has no idea of. No other touch can quench the desires he leaves behind, not even her own.

She surely thought the man was just a fragments of her imagination, but standing right here in the room, she can't believe he exist, and that in flesh too.

Esmeralda walks closer to examine him more, she walked as slowly as she could so her bell beads don't ring.

She touched her nose as she couldn't believe her dreams becoming reality.

Every detail is correct, just like in her dreams, her thumb graze his white eyebrows, and lashes so long that it stops right on his high cheek bone. The transparent crystal In shape of a pyramid right on his forehead. The desire to touch it grew by the seconds, she raised her hand moving it to that direction when someone hand grab hers twisting her with her hand backwards.

No matter the fragrance she use in bathing herself, her mate would always recognize her scent even with his eyes closed.

She gave out a small shrill cry out of pain. Vimdraolf turned a deaf ear to it. If she wouldn't learn with words, pain will teach her.

You are hurting me please let go.

Haven't you been warned from coming here? Vimdraolf said in a cool voice.

It was like adding fuel into an already burning fire, his touch started giving her pleasure, and his voice made her desire more as she squeeze her legs tight together. She couldn't understand what her body wants, but all she knew was that his touch was giving her immense pleasure and it seem to smooth her desire a little bit.

Vimdraolf let go of her almost immediately as if he was shocked by her hand. The smell of her arousal has gotten to him and his wolf has left lose.

Esmeralda was sad at the broken contact, even though it caused pain, it gave her equal pleasure.

LEAVE!!

But she stood like a statue unmoving, after what she just discovered, she has some unanswered questions, like what has he been doing in her dreams? What are those desire she has that only his touch can quench?

Vimdraolf was fight a battle in his head, he is losing to his wolf.

leave!!! Esmeralda

He repeated himself, his voice broken and low, If only Esmeralda knew the battle he was fighting for her sake, his wolf does not mind taking her right now without considering her age or asking permission. For a fact, she is rightfully his and no one else.

Vimdraolf folds his fingers in to a tight ball, small sweats has formed on his cheek and forehead, he close his eyes to focus on something else other than her arousal.

Esmeralda stood confused, she saw his behaviors strange, how can he be sweating in winter?

LEAVE!!!

Vimdraolf whisper for the third time again.

Esmeralda stood her ground, didn't move an inch.

Few seconds after he said that that, he opened his eyes and they were pitch black, he didn't waste any second as he pin her to the wall forcefully.