Mated To The Demon Prince-Chapter 110: Dark

It was when Jackie said goodbye to her life that she felt so lonely to the point of noticing the presence in her life she gradually accepted as a friend. It turned out to be the biggest mistake of her life.

While they slept together on the bed, she pretended to be asleep until she was sure he was gone and deep in sleep. She woke up the moment that happened and tried to use all the strength she had left to tear off the handcuff from her wrist. It was something she didn’t really give up on if it meant not having to spend the rest of her life down here in the dungeons with the Demon Prince.

"Do you enjoy hurting yourself that much?"

Evangeline froze, let go of her struggle to face the other side of the bed to pretend to be asleep. The worst she would want is His Your Dark Highness to catch her in the middle of her little escape from him.

She buried her face deep inside the pillow when she felt him hovering above her. Eva flew her eyes open with a startled gasp when he grabbed the hands that were cuffed and watched with a widened gaze as he made it disappear from her wrist.

"There. It’s easier for you to try to escape from me without hurting yourself."

She blinked as confusion took over her face.

Did he want her...

"But don’t think I will ever be interested in saving you when about four million demons outside these walls sense your presence, haunt you down and tear you apart flesh by flesh."

Her lips quivered as he said all those to her face with a blank look. She wanted to cry so badly, but at the same time wanted to hold it back---swallow it all until it choked her.

"They will..." His cold gloved hands then began to trace a line down the sides of her face. "....destroy you. Feed and preserve you for several days, and might I tell you that they are always hungry and the most aggressive when they spot a lonely, pretty thing wandering around and trying to find her way out there unprotected."

She stared at him with tears running down her face.

"The only demon you are the safest within this place is with me. I wouldn’t kill you until you ask for it." He smiled and drew her to himself. His heavy hands around her waist as she felt his other hands outstretched under her head like a pillow.

She made sure to avoid eye contact with him as much as possible, but the demon kept staring at her like she was indeed the most interesting thing currently laying in his hands.

"Do you really believe I am capable of killing you?"

She pretended not to be interested in talking or looking at him.

"I have never seen a cowardly lover like you, Charlotte. I have accepted and loved you the way you are, but you refuse to look at me after knowing how dark and dangerous I am. I am severely disappointed in you."

She scoffed.

If he was the fucking grim reaper, she might have found it sexy at some point and not the Demon Prince. If only he revealed himself to her back when things could still be reversible, she would have ended things with him before he killed her and forced her to live in this same world as him.

Her eyes wandered to the grave and dark hellish tattoos all over the sides of his neck. His partially naked torso and wondered what those dark images even meant. She still couldn’t believe she was in-love with a demon prince all along. It’s like falling for a really sexy devil himself and expecting him to love you back, when his only desire is to drag you back down to hell with him and torture you for the rest of eternity.

"Please, let me go," She decided to plead nicely.

"Go where?" His hands moved down all the way to her lower back, which she did a terrible job at holding the feeling his touch caused her.

"Home."

Darkness considered what his pretty, little love meant by that for a while. Is it back to her fake werewolf family or the real ones back on earth that don’t care about her?

"You are already at home. With me."

Eva gasped when his hands wandered all the way down to the back of her thighs that were exposed to him in that little, thin dark dress he had worn for him. His lips were on her again and she tried to keep up.

His lips were tender and full of passion. Her nipples hardened with each arousal under the transparent dress. Her whole body restless as he slowly devoured her lips as his again. Everything was so overwhelming that she could melt in his arms and cry.

He paused to stare at the beauty in his arms. She was perfect. Always. No matter which form she was in, as long as her soul was in there...everything was his.

She tried to move when he wouldn’t stop staring.

"I— I am...not her." She breathed out.

"What do you mean?" Darkness frowned.

"Charlotte. I am Evangeline now. A werewolf. Charlotte died, and I have a feeling it was because of you."

"Didn’t you always want to see how I was without a physical form?"

Her blue eyes moved on him confused at where he was getting at.

"Well, I wanted to make that happen for you, and I guess the price you had to pay for that was your death and rebirth as someone else in this world. But..."

Her complete being become alarmed again when his mouth wandered down to her neck and slowly to her hardened breast, so visible under the dress he had her wear. He noticed how tense she became under him when his eyes darkened with desire on them, but he decided to claim her lips once more.

Her soft moan and response to him was enough to drive him crazy for life. His hands pinning hers to the bed as he introduced himself to a part of her he was beginning to be so obsessed with.

"...I would still come for you in whichever body you choose to live in. I am more interested in you than who you are or what you have become."

A small cry rolled out of her throat when the pressure on her hands grew, and he gently nipped at her bottom lips for her to give him permission to claim the inside of her mouth too. His invasion was as sweet as honey, and the furthest down part of her ached painfully that she thought she would explode like a million fireworks of pleasure.

This was crazy.

Sinful lust.

And Obsession.

Love is not yet within their reach, that’s why it was so easy to change her mind about him.

She was beginning to think if they both just wanted each other to remain as some precious toy no one was entitled to touch or play with.

She once made herself believe she was hopelessly in-love with him.

He moved to wrap both of his hands painfully around her waist before raising her a bit above the bed to himself.

Her legs kicked aggressively under him, her hair like the shape of a waterfall on the dark pillows.

Evangeline cried out in both pain and pleasure when his mouth circled one nipple of her breast, his tongue slowly moving on and around the sensitive edges in cruel ways. He did the same for her right, and Eva thought she lost her mind at the sensation that overwhelmed her.

His mouth remained on them, and she begged for mercy. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"You are mine, Charlotte. There is no place for you anywhere other than to be by my side for life."

Her quiet sobbing didn’t ease his possessive hold around her.

"Learn how to deal with it rather than trying to run from it," he concluded in a dark tone.