Hurt and Heal!!…

*You give me the nightmares people write horror novels about!!...

**Proserpina**
"Look out! Above us!" Hades shouted, raising his weapon as the first wave of vampiric bats pushed through the wall. He slashed through their bodies and ducked out of the way as four-five mangled bodies fell from above. Their skin was cracked over, and their bodies twisted. Their crimson eyes were rolling over, with teeth continuously snapping, making them look deadlier.
"Go fast!" Hades shouted, ready to take them alone. We ran with Mira and Jericho taking the lead.
"Hades?" I screamed in panic.
"Don't Worry, K.O.R.A. He'll be fine," Jericho answered with an amused reaction plastered on his face. I rolled my eyes, wondering if he could do something else rather than get amused.
I looked behind just in time to see Hades pounding his fist on a nearby rock and raining down the debris to cave in the entrance.
'He should have been named Hulk instead of Hades.' I thought while cursing myself. Few of the creatures still managed to sneak in the door. Hades hammered down his heavy sword and scraped the surface of one of the rough rocks to produce a spark of fire. Then he swung it up and pushed it on the incoming horde of vampiric bats. The moment the fire touched the first creature, the rest caught fire one after the other as flames rolled over them.
"GO!" Hades shouted as I watched him follow behind us. The sight behind him was the burning vampires crashing into the rocks below. I ran but came to a dead stop as the path before me crumbled away. The rock below me shifted, opening into a deep gorge. Mira and Jericho had already crossed that point, and Hades was far behind me.
"Hades!?" I screamed in fear, closing my eyes before falling into the dark abyss. I was waiting for the impact, but to my shock, it never came. I opened my eyes, and I knew that I was back!
Back into the world of my nightmares!!

Nightmare
I was in the darkest corner of Vlad's lair!
I looked around the absolute darkness and shuddered in fear till my eyes adjusted to the vision. And once again, surprisingly, I could see clearly, making me doubt if I was a human.
'Get a grip, girl!' I told myself, looking around, hoping for an opening or something that could lead me to the exit. I could feel the rumbling when I lifted my feet, so I quickly backed off, hitting my back into a stone wall. A breeze of metallic air wafted up my nose, and it felt like I was tasting the blood. I shivered, feeling the cold penetrate my skin. I looked down at myself and found out that I was wearing a white slip of a dress, with my nipples in an erect position, brushing through the soft fabric material. My arm was broken, and my body felt sluggish.
However, this all became insignificant when an eerie glow shone through what seemed like an open crypt.
"My wounded butterfly..." A creepy voice that creeps me in my nightmares penetrated the air like poison.
"Vlad!" I gasped the second I heard his voice. I started to shake my head, trying to wake up from this nightmare. But nothing seemed to be working. My heart almost halted in my chest as I saw his looming figure close toward me. I closed my eyes in fear.
"No, no, no, no," I mouthed repeatedly. I could feel a talon curling on my skin, a cold breath settling on my cheek and a fang grazing my bare shoulder.
"Yes," Vlad replied against my flesh. I flinched as his cold breath was enough to send chills down my whole body. He was so close that should I open my eyes, and he would be right there, in front of me—a looming figure like a shadow of nightmares.
"Open those pretty eyes for me...do it now!" He growled the demand. My eyes snapped open, and I instantly recoiled back. I only managed to gain an inch of distance between us.
"Please," I mouthed when I saw his hands coming up, reaching for me. It was hard to make out his features, but those burning red eyes and the silhouette of his wings were enough to churn my stomach in fear.
Vlad ignored my pleas and ran a large hand down the length of my cheek before it settled across the seam of my lips. Then he used his thumb aggressively to get my lips open.
"Oh, how I do miss the sound of you begging me to stop..." he paused and leaned dangerously close to my face to whisper the last part of his sentence, "But stopping isn't in my nature." I sucked in a breath as he slipped the tip of his thumb inside my mouth. The sting of his sharp talon made my tongue tingle and my lips bleed.
"We are mates, you see. We are bounded by fate for all eternity. You are my curse and my cure...and now I'll hurt you," he spoke. I gasped and tore my face away, gathering the strength to move. He growled in anger.
"No! You are not!" I shouted. My voice echoed around us like there were tens of me all whispering the same thing. I flinched as his hands curled over my shoulders, brushing my hair to one side and exposing my neck.
"NO!" I screamed like a wounded soul wailing in pain. However, his hold didn't ease. I tried too hard to twist free and, in the process, hurt myself. His burning eyes scowled down at me.
"Please! Don't!" I begged, and he pulled me against him, growling down at me, "Mine!"
I was squirming into his grasp like desperate prey, trying to reach out for anything that could protect me from him. I struggled and cried out, screaming and fighting his hold. I stretched out my fingers with my nails raking into his face, scratching his skin.

And then I jolted!
I jolted out of my nightmare, and Vlad was gone!
*I was in Hades' arms!*
"Kora, stop hurting yourself!" Hades spoke.
I started panting, taking in as much of his scent as possible. His scent and touch have the power to ease my fear. But the lingering nightmare still clung to my mind, making it harder to understand what Hades was saying. He held me in his lap, stroking my back. "Ssshh now, just breathe, that's it, keep breathing," he said, making me cling to him so hard. I felt him stroking my hair as he soothed me with his whispered words. I wondered how long he had been trying to wake me up.
"Fuck Kora, you had me worried," Hades spoke.
"He'll hurt me!" I mumbled as tears fell off my face.
"Who? There's no one. You're hurting yourself," he said, cradling my head to the crook of his neck. He shuddered, and his muscles stiffened when he felt my tears drip onto his skin. He held me tighter, and his lips grazed my ear lobe.
"No one is here. You're safe...trust me. I'm here...and you're safe with me," he whispered, making me grip on him even harder, as if afraid to lose connection. I need to believe his words now more than ever.
He slowly backed down a little to remove my hood. I faced him in my tattered bra. He looked at my wounds. His eyes flashed when he realized how broken and hurt I was. His fingers examined the cuts on my arms before making their way to the corner of my torn lips to wipe off the blood. Then without exchanging a single word, he pulled me closer with his arms wrapped around me. My erect nipples rubbed against his stiff muscles, and our heightened heartbeats worked in sync. He put his cheek to mine, breathing deeply before slowly reaching my mouth. He whispered, getting there, "Kora, I need to do this."
I was still shivering, and I don't know why. It can be pain, fear or a strange feeling of being so close to a man. He touched my cheek and whispered, "Please."
There was this constant sexual tension lingering in the air when we both were together. I was unable to control my feelings, so they started controlling me. I started feeling his body with my arms exploring his naked torso while my lips pressed onto his. The way our lips touched, and our arms felt each other, I knew that we both shamelessly needed this. I needed this intimacy with him, even if it lasted momentarily. I wanted to belong to him, even if it meant only for a moment. I just wanted him at that moment, like my next breath. So, l lay bare for him, expressing all my feelings with that kiss. There was no desperate need or a burning desire to rip each other's clothes off. It was just a single kiss, a soft and tender one. It was pure, sweet and lovely. And it was unlike any kiss I had ever experienced because I had never been kissed.
Hades then pulled back slowly, placing his lips on my forehead, and we remained locked in this tender embrace with our eyes closed, breathing in tandem as if our hearts were one. This was the moment I would treasure forever.
Because at this moment, all my pain had gone, along with my wounds.
Hades healed my broken body once again; this time, he also healed my wounded heart.
My thoughts halted when I heard some snarling noises. My body froze in fear.

*You gave me the feelings people write fantasies about!!...*