Chapter 52

52 iii. Nightmares [Bonus chapter]

Dominus can see it again clearly, he had just bitten her queen’s neck, wanting to force her to wake up.

“My queen,” he cuddled her cold body and rocked her in his arms.

“You need to wake. Wake or I’ll destroy the world you loved so much. Wake for me or I’ll make everyone else suffer,” he whispered tenderly in her ear, his mind unable to accept that she is long gone.

The cold corpse of the woman he loves will never wake, talk to him, or open her eyes again. She is gone for good. But no one dared tell him again after he killed everyone who commented on the matter.

Dominus kissed her lips tenderly, “My queen, don’t you love me? Why are you refusing to speak a word to me? I have killed all of your guards in this useless castle. Then, why do you still refuse to say anything to stop me?”

He hummed love songs in her ear as he held her tenderly, sobbing and laughing as he lost his mind in the most heartwrenching pain imaginable.

Clearly, the gods have been so cruel to him. He will serve no god in the future... only her. Only his beloved.

Ahhh, a human is not supposed to handle this much emotions. It is killing him and yet he is still so very much alive to his dismay.

He tried to kill himself so many times before but the hope of finding a way to bring her back always stops him at the last minute.

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There has to be a way. There must be a way. He clenched his jaw as another one of the healers tell him there is no way to bring a dead back to life.

With his own hands, he had ripped that man’s mouth open and manually removed his tongue. Lies. That’s what these civilized people keep telling him.

They keep using the darned word to describe his woman. His queen. His queen is not dead. She never will, because he won’t ever let her. He won’t ever let her go.

He laughed as he returned to the throne and held his queen again, missing her even when it was just mere seconds.

“Did you hear that man, my queen? Shhhh... don’t complain. I won’t listen to you unless you say a word. See what you do to me, baby? I have lost my temper yet again because you refuse to talk to me,” his voice was like that of a man scolding a child.

The mad king, a fitting title. They have given him that after the barbarian sieged the castle walls and took over the entire kingdom in just a fortnight.

He really has destroyed her world, women and children the queen tried to protect with her life are being raped, tortured, massacred even. The men are being kept as lowly slaves. And the royal family she has been loyal to all her life has all been eliminated.

Still, the queen won’t do anything to stop him, to his dismay and frustration. What more can he do so his queen can come back to him?

“Witchcraft? That is a forbidden dark art, my lord. It cannot be done,” everyone who told him so met a rather untimely death. Tortured together with their families to set a fitting example.

Was he being cruel? Of course not, he just wants his love to talk to him again. They must understand he missed her so.

No, they won’t understand. They don’t know the madness that invades him at having someone so precious to him taken away in an instant. And the gaping pain the agony of it all costs him.

She was the air that he breathed, the fire in his loins, the joy in his laughter. She was the only reason for his existence. So she couldn’t leave him.

How dare the world decide that she can leave him be? No, he won’t allow it. Destiny itself cannot force him to accept something so cruel.

So he turned to witchcraft, but he never learned. The moon goddess did not accept him. So he looked for those practicing the dark arts, but almost all had been wiped out by the earlier reigns before his.

All except for one. He recalled her darkened teeth that looks like coals visible as she speaks.

Ahhh... the old woman demanded one thing in exchange for his wish to be with his queen again. His life.

He recalled the pain of piercing his own heart and the joy of embracing his queen in his arms, hoping to see her alive in another universe.

He didn’t realize the witch didn’t say clearly what it entails to be with his queen. The memories of their past life to guide him and cause him this indescribable pain.

It is as if every night he went to sleep, he would lose her over and over. The pain is simply too much to bear. And so he would scream in his sleep, and toss and turn in his bed when the nightmares come. The maddening pain engulfed his whole being.

Every day since he lost her, the dream intensified. So much so that he refuses to sleep and would go days on end without it.

But he is only human, there are days when his body collapses from exhaustion and nightmares visit him. The only thing he can do during those times is to try desperately to wake up and crawl back to the present.

The present life where she lives and breathes. One where his queen is alive and unharmed. It is the only world he wanted to exist in. It is the only universe he chooses to exist.

He woke with Mary biting his arm, he would have laughed at how unconventional her methods are at waking him if not for the immense worry apparent on her face.

“What’s wrong?” Mary asked, worry overtaking her as she hugged him tightly.

“Nothing my love, nothing at all,” he lied, of course, he lied. There is no way the Mary of this world can understand.

“Do you need to go to the hospital?” she asked, her soft voice trying to sound stern.

“No my love, those are just nightmares. Nothing serious,” he assured her, his hand caressing her hair gently.

“You were crying and laughing, and your whole body was trembling in rage and anguish. And you tell me it’s nothing,” she scolded him, wanting him to tell the truth for once.

“I want to know what that dream is, and why it affects you so,” she insisted.

Dominus forced out a chuckle, “I have already forgotten, sweetheart. How can I recall the horrors of the night when the most beautiful woman is right beside me.”

She pouted but felt relieved that he can joke again. She inspected the arm that she had just bitten.

“I’m sorry, I hurt you,” she felt embarrassed as she looked at his bleeding arm, her bite mark visible on his skin.

“Let me clean your wound and dress it up,” she said, feeling guilt wash over her.

“The only way you can hurt me, is when you leave me, honey. So don’t go, just stay with me like this,” he told her, holding her even tighter to the point where she can’t even breathe.

“Dominus!” she called his attention.

“I’m sorry honey,” he placed some distance between them but his gaze did not leave her.

“I would melt at this point. You are looking at me so intensely,” she tried to tease him to lighten up the scene but she failed miserably.

“Promise me you’ll never leave me, baby,” he kissed her hair and sniffed her scent. Her scent that reminded him this is not just a hallucination. She really is back in his life.

She nodded but he cupped her cheeks and forced her to look at him. “Please, I need to hear the words.”

“I promise, I will never leave you, Dominus,” she said sincerely. She hoped the words to be true.

Dominus smiled softly at her, satisfied to hear her say it. That’s enough for now. As long as his queen promised then she has to keep her word, won’t she? She has to stay beside him for all eternity.

Because if she failed to keep her promise, he would have to destroy this world too. No matter how beautiful the memories that have been created here, it doesn’t matter to him, if she is gone.

“I love you so much, baby. You know that, right? You know that I love you more than anything in this world,” he asked her, his voice desperate to hear her say it.

She needs to at least understand that much. That he loves her so much and would do anything to keep her. She has to know that there is no turning back for either of them.

She smiled softly at him, “I know that you love me. And I do love you too, Dom.”

“Then, if I were to commit some mistakes in the future. You would have to forgive me, right? Because you love me?” he asked her like a child would ask a grown-up.

She smiled at how cute he looked, “I will forgive you. But what exactly are these mistakes that I should be looking forward to?”

Dominus laughed but his laughter caused a tingling sensation to run through her spine. She didn’t understand why at that point.

“Nothing much to worry about as long as you don’t run away from me honey, then I won’t have to do anything stupid just to keep you safe,” he whispered in her ear, his voice was low but firm and serious, and that scared her so.

“What do you mean?” she asked him, feeling a bit worried about his words.

“I mean, I love you so much and I would do anything to protect you,” he kissed her cheek tenderly, his hands starting to roam on her body, creating trails of fire wherever they land.

“We should talk first. It is not fair that you’re touching me and making me forget,” she tried to grasp her fading reasons even when he started to rub her panties directly on the spot where her clit is.

The texture of her panties being rubbed on her clothed clit made her walls water. Ohhhh, he knows how to please her so.

“Ahhhhnnnn....” soon she was moaning and getting lost in his eyes as he put more pressure on that part of her that felt like heaven.

“Shhhh... baby are you sure you’d rather talk right now? Or should you let daddy give you what you need?” he whispered as he smiled lazily at her.

“What do I need?” she said even as she gasped out when he conveniently slid off her panty, his thumb making circles directly on her sensitive numb, making her moan.

“To be fucked senseless, until you can’t think of anything else but me. Do you want that baby?” he softly bit on her earlobe as she held into his shoulders, her mind clouded by lust.

“I- I,” damned heavens, she couldn’t find the words to protest.

“You- my darling baby girl, you need this, or should I be a gentleman and stop?” his hot breath fanned her neck, the same spot he has marked countless times over and over. She felt the pain and the pleasure even before his teeth grazed her skin, the sucking pressure driving her wild.

“No daddy, please don’t stop,” she begged him, carnal lust overtaking her as she wet the sheets with her juices.

“Tell me you want me to fuck your brains out, beg me to make you feel good. Do it for me, baby,” his voice was hoarse signifying he was at the edge as well, almost at his very limit.

“I want you to fuck me senseless, daddy. Please I want you to make a mess out of me,” she begged him, holding into his shoulders as she initiated the kiss.

The questions were long forgotten when he put a space between them and ordered her, “Turn around, I want to fuck you from behind. I’ll give you what you need baby girl, daddy loves it when you’re being an obedient little whore.”

Mary turned around, her cheeks red from hearing his words. He knows how to make her hot all over. It is such a curse that he knows her depravity somehow.

“I am not a whore,” she pouted, her cheeks hot as her body burned and ached.

Oh she loves hearing it, she would die before she admits it to anyone but she enjoys the way he talks dirty in times like this. It makes everything more carnal. More pleasurable so.

“Of course you are, baby. Look how wet you are already,” he stuck three of his fingers inside and made a pumping motion letting more of her juices flow down her thighs.

“But daddy, I’m your baby! How can you call me a whore?” she protested even as she held into the sheets, trying her best not to cum. He has not given her the signal yet, she can’t orgasm just as yet.

Dominus laughed seeing how obedient she has become. “You are daddy’s little whore. It is fine to be a slut for daddy. Admit it, baby,” he let out his fingers from her throbbing cunt and stuck them in her mouth.

“Suck,” he commanded and she complied, sucking her fingers drenched with her own juices. She felt her body tremble as he replaced his fingers with his cock, making her body jerk and tremble.

He removed his fingers from her lips and whispered, “Baby girl tell me, are you a slut for daddy?”

“Yes,” she blushed as she began to move her hips, meeting his powerful thrusts which he started at a slow pace.

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She needs more friction, more force, more rough maneuvers. She needs the carnal lust to overtake him so he will fuck her until she is bruised. She needs her pain and the pleasure that comes with it.

Curse him. Dominus knows what she needed and he wants her to beg for it like a pet. But even knowing that turns her on. Oh, good heavens! He is so good for her.

“Please fuck me harder daddy,” she begged him, her hips moving desperately to try to make him increase the pace.

“Tell me first baby, I want to know if you are daddy’s little whore.” he licked her neck, making her shiver.

“I am daddy’s little whore,” she panted the words as he started to increase the pace, her legs were spread up over her head.

“Hold your legs for daddy,” she obliged and couldn’t help but orgasm as he thrust hard inside of her, his cock hitting her cervix and making her whimper.

“I’m disappointed, baby girl. You came without first asking for my permission,” he whispered in her ear as he slammed back inside her.

“No punishments please daddy,” she begged him. “It just felt so good that I couldn’t help it. I won’t do it again next time.”

“But discipline can not be taken lightly, buttercup. I need to fuck you the whole night, least you become a brat,” he pinched her nipple carelessly as his other hand went to her waist and used it as an anchor to forcefully slam his cock in and out of her.

“Daddy, please... I won’t be a brat. I- I can’t last the whole night,” she begged him.

“You will for me, baby,” he kept thrusting in and out of her, bottoming out as the head of his cock reach her womb, making her whimper.

“Too much, daddy... Too much,” her body shook violently as he thrust even harder into her.

“Not at all honey,” he assured her. “Now stop fighting daddy and cum for me, over and over. We both know it is what you want,” he whispered, his low voice making her body jerk as waves of pleasure hit her in an instant, making her blank out.

“I love you, daddy,” she cried out as her body continued to tremble desperately.

“I love you too, baby,” he answered her as he kissed her nape adoringly so.