Chapter Seventeen: Inevitable Desires.

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The Princess' Room.
September 27th, 2023.
2:13 pm.

"Pandora," Cyraen softly murmurs my name and I could have sworn my heart flutters at his voice.

Cyraen swims to me close enough he can wrap my tail up in his. At first, I was startled because I wasn't exactly sure how I was going to tell him that I didn't want to be with him. I only tense as he tries to soothe me.

"Dammit! Tallese, why isn't this working? She should be calm right now," Cyraen turns to the sea witch in desperation while I only glance at them confused.

I remove my tail from Cyraen's just as he tightens his grip. His face is suddenly all I can see and the look of fear on his face forces me to stay still.

"No, please, no.." Cyraen pleads with me as I try to pull away from him again.

He was suddenly sitting next to me and began to touch my scales, softly stroking them like they were too fragile. "What are you doing? Stop," I retract from his touch, wondering why he was acting so strange and less confident than when we first met.

"Prince Cyraen," Tallese's voice is full of authority. I freeze when I feel Tallese softly place her hand on my bare shoulder.

"You're scaring Pandora." She snapped harshly

He huffs sadly, ignoring her piercing gaze, looking annoyed. "I thought you said the connection could help her develop? That she would be able to calm down, not shy away." Cyraen grunted, crossing his arms over his chest in a demanding manner.

The touch of Tallese quickly soothes me when she softly runs her fingers over my collarbone. I could feel my heart rate slow as I felt more relaxed and easy. She was gentle and brought happy thoughts while I could only see myself as a bride for Cyraen.

Cyraen notices the change in her touch all too quick. "How dare—" Cyraen begins to sneer at her. I can only care back before I feel a lightning bolt of rage course through me.

I bare my teeth at the prince, growling at the way he spoke to her. I felt my claws reappearing as I dug into the duvet. Suddenly, Tallese pushes me down on the queen sized bed, preventing me from marring the pretty boy's face. I seethe and snarl at the both of them, not in a particularly happy mood since she wanted to force me still.

When Tallese demands the little prince to keep me still, I only smirk and dart towards him as soon as her hands release my wrists. My claws reach for his neck, but suddenly I was flipped beneath him. I catch my breath to find the prince's eyes full of worry.

I wanted to laugh at him, so that's what I did. I repeatedly told him to get off of me and continued to snarl my way out of his grip until he forced me back down again. I yell out in anger, closing my eyes tightly because of his hands. When I opened my eyes again, I found beautiful green orbs with flecks of brown. I felt my breath catch in my throat at the sight, only to have his lips devour mine.

I was lost in a daze as his lips kiss mine harshly, almost to show dominance. A chuckle escapes my mouth when he transitions his kisses to my jaw and leads a trail down to my chest. My instincts told me to clamp down on this mer as soon as his hands left mine and wandered to my hips, but the pleasurable feeling distracted me enough to arch my back towards him instead of an attack.

His tongue darts out to taste my skin but as soon as his tongue comes in contact with one of my scales, I hiss at the pleasure.

"Now, Your Highness!" Tallese exclaims in a hurry.

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