His Beloved Witch. (Editing )

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SNEEAK PEAK.

ESME

"Darling," a voice purred while my mouth parted in awe.

His hands glided against my skin making every where they touch burn with desire.

My hands rushed to myself but a hand immediately grabbed it. His voice groaned disagreement while he pinned my hands above my head.

"Love, patience is key," his velvety voice muttered into my ear.

"But-" I began but immediately was interrupted by his hands making their way between my thighs.

His finger grazes against my soaked underwear, teasing me while his blood-red eyes stared down at my withered expression.

My mouth opened to beg him to touch, to pleasure me, to take me.

"Lu-" just as am about to say the name the a man who's been taunting me, my eyes cast wide against my will as the sound of my alarm clock awakens me.

No!

I was so close to finding out his name!

Night after night I keep having dreams about him yet I don't even know his name!

Just that his eyes are red which can indicate that he's a creature, particularly a vampire.

But witches and vampires rarely get romantically involved with each other.

I sigh before hitting my head against my bed while staring frustratingly at the ceiling.

My hands raised towards the birthmark on my neck, touching it just enough for me to get a small sensation.

Who is he? And why do I always dream about him?

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LUCIAN

Lucian's mark burned making his eyebrows furrowed at the sudden sensation.

"Sir?" his butler called as he turned his gaze over to him.

It can't be.

He dawned rubbing his skin at ease. He hadn't felt this sensation since 14 years ago.

His beloved.

His mate, he can sense her now.

His mouth widens forming into a beautiful smile that shocked his butler.

He hadn't seen his master smile in centuries.

Not since-

Which would only mean one thing.

The queen is back.

The woman who had shown their king how to love and care for others has returned.

Queen Esmemina is back.