Chapter 301: A Dream So Real
"Ivan?"
"Shhhh..." the vampire Lord swiftly placed a finger to his lips, silently conveying she should keep her tone down before soone hears. Out of involuntary asures, Samantha’s body pushed itself upright on the bed, and for a mont, she wiped her eyes countless tis to ensure she wasn’t hallucinating but... no matter how many tis she cleaned her eyes, the physical image of Ivan did not go away.
"Are you that desperate to erase
from your thoughts?" He teased, his expression unsmiling, whilst he took notice of her bewildered reaction to his presence. His crimson eyes moved to the delicate hand that extended up to his face, as if they wanted to touch him, to confirm if he was real or not, and Samantha grew speechless when he took her hand in his own and pald his cheek with her hand.
"I won’t bite." He promised, and Samantha could no longer hold back her tears upon coming to the realization. With a swift motion that she never knew was above her capability, she embraced him tightly, hugging him close and feeling her body tremble as he rubbed her back affectionately. The familiar scent of him enveloped her senses, and that made her cling tighter, too afraid to let go and returning to the reality that would separate them once more.
"You... you’re here?" She pulled back to look at his face, then at her surroundings. "How are you here? How is this... how did you co..."
"Wait for ." She heard him say, and he carefully moved so strands of her hair away from her face, her crimson eyes reflecting his emotions back at him. His touch was inexplicably gentle, lingering longer than usual, and Samantha leaned her cheek into his palm, submitting to his comforting touch.
"Can you stay out of danger till I find you?" His fingers caressed her cheek lightly, portraying his reluctance to leave her side, but then his gaze hardened a bit after recollecting what he just asked, and he shook his head, as if he didn’t relay his words right. "It’s... it’s not a request, I need you to stay alive, tell
you’ll protect yourself until I find you. You’ll stay alive, won’t you? No harm will co to you, my Little Lamb will be alright till I find her, won’t she?"
"Don’t leave
now." Her voice sounded pleading, whilst she overlapped his hand with her own, refusing to let him go. "Stay with , I don’t want to be here, I want to be with you. Don’t go, please..." her throat was so choked that her last sentence ca out as a desperate whisper. His eyes never left her own, she could see he didn’t want to leave as well, his pain was as evident as hers, but what she never expected was for him to kiss her out of the blue.
Her pupils dilated when she felt his mouth upon hers, and she never realized how secretly she begged for them until he fulfilled it– but it was far more intense than she imagined it to be;
His kisses sent shivers down her spine as he stole her breath effortlessly, his hand moving to the back of her head and taking it deeper, like a man desperate to breathe, and she was his air. A chill rushed through her core, and the goosebumps that followed were inevitable. When their tongues briefly t, he pulled back from the kiss, knowing she’d be hungry for more if he continued, and their breaths beca uneven, whilst he made her rest her forehead on his own.
"Tell
you’ll keep yourself protected," he coaxed, breathing against her lips, but his eyes held the need of reassurance. "Little Lamb, stay away from Marius till I get there."
"But... Do you know where to find ?"
"I’ll always find you, that has been our bond from the start." He dropped a kiss on her forehead, "be strong, and do whatever it is you can to stay alive, I’m coming."
"No.." her hands grabbed the collar of his shirt when he started to pull away, "don’t go, not yet... I need you." And she claid his lips before he could think of an excuse, their tongues locked and sliding against each. He reciprocated her actions, responding to her needs, and her heartbeat drumd with desire.
"Mhmmn.. fuck! Wait...please." Ivan gently released his collar from her clutches, but their glued lips refused to part ways even when he tried. Their breathing was already labored, but when her hands moved to reach for the buttons of his chest, it felt as if there was a reverse in ti, and when Samantha’s eyes flung open, it was dayti.
Struck by the sudden morning light, she quickly sat up on the bed. She wiped her eyes but it was still dayti. Scanning her room with a critical gaze, the disappointnt that sunk deep in her heart at the reality of his absence, weighed on her like a load of heavy blocks. Strangely, the scent of him still lingered in her room, and the taste of him was still felt on her lips and tongue.
The steady drumbeat that flad with desire in her heart, made its way between her thighs, and she swallowed at the realization that she just had such a dream about him. Her heart drumd faster, but the fire it ignited on her body was yet to go away. She hadn’t realized how much she hungered for him till now, rather, she craved him like a drug– his scent, his voice, his touch.
Everything about that man set her mind and soul on fire.
"I’ll stay alive." She promised in a whisper, "I’ll stay strong till you find ." She closed her eyes for a mont, recollecting his touch– it felt so real.
—-
Ivan’s eyes snapped wide as he awoke from his slumbers, and his disoriented mind could think about nothing but the dream he just had. He sat up from the makeshift bed with a racing heart, his eyes scanning the tent he was in as though he was hoping to see soone, but then again, it had only been a dream.
"It felt so... real." He pondered deeply, and his throat bobbed when he could still taste her in his mouth. His heart refused to stop beating, and he could rember; he had entered his tent to lay out the format concerning how they’d storm into the southern Kingdom, but in the process, his eyes felt heavy, it was an inexplicable reaction that he could not resist, no matter how hard he tried to keep himself awake, but after succumbing to the sleep, he saw his little lamb.
"Shit!" He cursed beneath his breath, running his fingers restlessly into his hair.
His heart ached to be with her, and this only made it worse. The intense mont they shared kept popping vividly in his head, and it was doing things to him, things that he shouldn’t be thinking of considering he’s unaware of if truly she’s safe out there.
"Hey Ivan." Tobias opened the tent to find the vampire sitting up, and the death glare that was instantly shot at him made Tobias assu he had committed a grave mistake. He had forgotten how every little thing spiked up Ivan’s anger, but it appeared worse today.
"I just wanted to let you know that in two days we’ll be in the southern Kingdom." He imdiately relayed the information before those venom eyes obliterated his existence from the realm.
"Co see for yourself if you don’t believe ." He urged softly, and Ivan’s gaze softened a bit afterwards.
He stepped out of his tent, and before him was a camp unfolded in a secluded clearing. The subtle glow of the morning sun casted a muted radiance on the surroundings, but the air still carried a crisp chill. Scents of fallen leaves and damp earth moved with the wind, and darkened tents, all marked with the emblem of his kingdom, were scattered like sentinels in the clearing.
Herbert, who had sensed Ivan’s presence, quickly moved to hand him a sleek, black, telescope. Standing before the edge with Alistair who was also viewing the landscape, Ivan extended his telescope and directed it towards the southern horizon. Through the lens, the distant landscape ca into focus, revealing the enemy’s Kingdom.
The morning maze painted a Mystical aura over the expanse, shrouding details but allowing for a general glimpse. A vast stretch of rolling hills and ancient forest lay between their camp and the distant Kingdom ahead. The silhouette of towering spires and fortified walls erged, softened by the morning mist.
The landscape was a patchwork of vibrant autumn colors– gold, crimson and a tapestry of greens– a stark contrast to the looming threat that awaited them.
"The hills are rolling in," comnted Alistair, but he did not bother to look in the direction of Ivan, "are you sure about what you intend on doing?"
"If it’s my wife we’re talking about, then I don’t need to be sure. I’ll do anything to have her back." He said, but Alistair’s expression remained different. They seed to have hardened, but before he could bring himself to respond, Ivan’s voice rang out with urgency.
"ALISTAIR WATCH OUT!!"
Was the only thing Alistair’s ears could grasp before he got pushed aside by Ivan. When he turned to see exactly what was happening, the path where he had been standing suddenly exploded... but Ivan never got out of the way.
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