Chapter 45: Trance!!

**Nora’s POV**

We passed through the same haunted hall, upstairs of which I saw Ornith for the first time. My eyes wandered towards that door; my body shuddered, so I clenched myself to hide my trembling. The strange darkness surrounds me as if I am in some trance. I again felt the same voice calling me in its direction. My body was trying to resist that voice showing agitation to withhold going there, but my mind was dragging me towards it, literally floating over the stairs without my feet touching the ground.

I could hear the faint voice of Rorik calling me, but I was too deeply trapped in a trance, too involved to be disturbed. I didn’t pay any attention to him. I moved towards the door as if I were in some illusion; an outside power forces me to dance on its whims. I was no longer controlling my body, mind, feelings, or desires.

I opened the door. There was a strange chillness in the atmosphere. Dust particles, strands of cobwebs, dampness was all I could see, covering what was underneath them. My legs didn’t halt at the door like last time. I moved inside along the length of the room with my hands brushing through all the dust-laden furniture placed throughout the vastness of the room. Like a magic wand, my touch transformed the whole interior of the room.

The cupboards that were hardly visible due to the layers and dust transformed as if they were brand new with the colour of deep chestnut brown exposed. The fireplace that lay bare, cold being unused for centuries, alchemized into a hot square burning heat flames, dazzling like a jewel through the room. The dust and dirt-soaked carved wooden brown tables became the sight of envy with the different shapes and sizes of incensed candles and flower pots spreading over them, barely leaving any space. The bare and rotten dust-laden windows became the room’s ornaments due to heavy silk curtains in the rues of burgundy enveloping them. The room smelled of floral and fruit mist emasculating from incense sticks and candles.

Finally, I landed my hands on a life-size mirror, and it came alive with the reflection of me. Not the usual me- innocent and naïve but different side of me-fiery and rebellious. My usual open hair transfigured into a braided one. My modern gown converted into a silky draped garment in red and light green shades, folded around my thin waist and ample breasts with girdles, pins, and buttons. The dress boasted patterns of animals, human figures, and mythological deities woven throughout. A small tiara was placed on my head, and a variety of necklaces, rings, armlets decorated my body, making me look like a princess. My eyes reeking of mystery, hiding lots of secrets within and not in the mood to spell it out. The different aura stemmed from me, a rather dangerous, mystified and unforgiving. I was a different person, much confident, vicious, calculative and sneaky. The mirror not only showed my changed physical body but also showed my altered innate nature.

I turned around and saw him, his perfect body, well-sculpted abs and masculine aura,

My Ornith!!

Ornith emerged out of the tub. His aroused nakedness formed a lump in my stomach, making my juices find a way outside my body. He stood on his feet all naked, his legs apart to show his dominance. The position highlighted his shack, giving it a virile look. No one can ignore his charm and sensuousness. The lines of recovered wounds and cuts were evident on his rugged body, implying his role as a great warrior. His body was all wet and oily, his long hair sticking all over his nape and shoulders, a perfect combination to create arousal. His cock was all thick, erect, hard opposing the gravity. I took a deep breath and pushed all my loose hair back. The small gasp escaped my lips due to the undiluted look of lust he gave me when he saw me.

His eyes turned black from usual blue, burning in the fire as he drank at the sight of me. His sultry and seductive gaze was hooking me on the floor. I was breathing so heavily that my body was almost panting. My nipples pebbled against the material of whatever I was wearing.

The whole atmosphere was filled with pleasure and ecstasy. The strong scent of molten wax, aromatic flowers and scented body oils predominated wildly.

“I...I...” I was trying to say something, but the erotic sight in front of me didn’t allow the words to escape my mouth. My mouth turned dry, and my lips quivered, making me bite my lip.

He was also struggling and affected the way I was. I saw him swallow hard, and his hands at his sides turned to fists as if he was fighting to himself.

“You are dressed?” He asked in a deep voice, thick with restraint. I gave him a shy smile.

“I...I...” I stammered, not sure what to say. I was almost a putty in front of the dominant personality like Ornith. His raw, hungry eyes taking in every inch of me was already knocking me off my senses. I couldn’t keep looking at his eyes, so my attention diverted to something else.

Well! That something was between his thighs.

“I must say, keep looking at me in that lustful way, my sweet girl and I fear my cock will find a way in your body,” He smirked and cleared his throat to gain my attention as I had shamefully been staring at his erection. My head snapped up as if attached to a coil of wire and the look he gave me turned me crimson in a heartbeat.

He approached me in his dominating steps; his lips pouted in half-smirk across his handsome face, leaning in very closely, looking sensuously in my eyes. He ran his thumb down my cheek before gripping my chin and issuing the following command.

“Now strip bare for me,” I was still lost in his eyes like a possessed woman in love; the heat was rushing to my cheeks. His bad-boy grin paralyzed me, rendering me incapable of moving, let alone removing my clothes. He had been frowning and waiting for me to do as he commanded.

After waiting for a minute or so, he realized that I was not listening, so he took it upon himself to rush into action. He arched over, taking the edge of whatever I was wearing in his wild fingers, and started pulling at the ties that held the material on my body. I was almost frozen in place and had to fist my hands to stop running my fingertips across his stiff cock that was almost touching my navel part.

His eyes sensed my intentions as they roved from my fists to his aroused cock.

“Touch it!!” He said, looking at his cock, before shifting his attention back to my face. My fingertips slowly curled like a wild serpent, moving ahead at the speed of a snail to reach its destination.

His cock!!

My body was already aroused, releasing wetness in between my thighs. I couldn’t hold back the temptation to touch his naked body. A shuddered breath left me before I could stop my hands. He noted my expressions and grinned devilishly as if commanding me to do fast. I put my one hand across his nape, bringing him near me, our lips almost touching while my other hand revered down in between his thighs, holding his firm girth and rubbing its red tip with my edgy thumb. I was about to kiss him, but my mind wavered to the distant sound of someone calling me, “Nora! Nora! What are you doing?”

I suddenly jolted from my trance, finding Rorik in front of me instead of Ornith. Blackness freed my mind, releasing me from its claws. All the scenes in front of me changed to a former, depilated, dusty room. I was back in the present time, wearing the modern Princess gown. Rorik was vigorously shaking me, calling out my name.

“Shit” I screamed when I realized what I was trying to do was.