Dominion

Possession

---** Rosé POV:

William is not allowed to go outside because ever since the park assassination, the authorities have been looking for him. If he has to go out, he wears a mask and a cap.

I know that keeping him like this is like kidnapping but, we're the only ones capable of protecting him. Plus, we have Jacob. We have him on our side when it comes to protecting the boy, or at least, that's what I think, that he's on our side.

It's a regular day and William is being homeschooled. Since he cannot go to school, I hired a private tutor for him. Thomas is somewhere in the house, doing what usually he does, managing the household.

I'm doing work at home while Jacob is leeching behind me, literally leeching.

We're in my office at the study, sitting on the same swivel chair, well, half my buttcheeks are sitting while he's behind me. I'm in front of my laptop while his arms are around my waist and his chin rests on my right shoulder, watching what I'm doing.

Talk about being comfortable.

No matter how I try to tell him to just wait for me to finish my work, he would remain clinging on me like a child that's always tailing their moms. 

"Do you have a tie?" He asked, gaining my attention, making my fingers stop from tapping the keyboard.

"Hmm?" I turn my head to my right and look at him. By now, I've been used to this close distance between our faces, our bodies.

"A tie... for your hair." He answered, his head slightly turn to my face, looking back at me.

"Oh." I opened my desk drawer and got a black hair tie which I hand over to him and return to what I was doing.

He then gently gathered my hair, stroking it carefully with his fingers and tied it up. I don't know if he tied it neatly but I'm too busy to even check the mirror.

Thereafter, he kissed my nape softly then these kisses traces to the side of my neck.

"Jake, please... I'm busy..." I muttered, taking all my concentration from work.

"You've been here for almost half a day... when exactly will you finish?" he asked whispering in my ear, continuing to leave soft kisses while his hand slips under my sweater.

"Can't you just wait a little bit longer?" I asked, slightly turning my head towards him but he catches my right earlobe and began nibbling it.

He's been making out with me... making out only, touching, kissing and he never really goes beyond that.

"Can't you see I'm so attached to you already?" He whispered again before sucking on my earlobe.

"Well, yeah no s**t," I muttered breathily. He suddenly stopped and leaned a bit to look at me. I bit my lower lip from the sudden cuss then he starts chuckling. I rarely used inappropriate words but I've been also used to his cussing that I began lightly cussing as well. I'm just afraid that William will also adopt it.

"It goes easily right? Being bad..." he smiled.

One thing I'll never get used to is his smile which will always make my heart flutter warmly. No matter how much Gabriel warns me, something about Jacob's smile is genuine. Unsure if it's fake or not, I'd still take it.

His large hand then ran up reached for my neck. He then pressed his lips against mine, beginning to kiss me softly. My right-hand reaches for his nape as I return his kiss, opening my mouth so he could enter immediately. His left hand then slips under my bra and began fondling my chest.

My breathing starts to get unstable. I couldn't concentrate on his touch or his kiss, making me let out soft moans. Then all of a sudden, his hand slithered inside my pants which he had never done before. He began rubbing me then, it didn't take long before his finger enters me.

I pulled away from our kiss and began to huff heavy breaths as I felt my core throbbed hard with his finger.

"You're so damp, Rosé..." he whispered.

The hand that was holding my neck now slips inside my shirt and find it's way on my chest, continuing what his other hand was doing earlier. He then rests his chin on my shoulder once again, "look at your hip."

I look down and saw my hip moving lewdly in sync with his finger's gentle movement.

"No matter how pure you can be, when it's about feeling the pleasure between your legs, nobody can't resist." He whispers in my ear.

Suddenly, I heard two knocks on the door.

"Rosé, you there?" Called a familiar voice.

It's Gabriel.

My eyes shoot focus at the door and its knob. Unfortunately, it isn't locked. 

"Answer..." Jacob whispers.

"Yes. I'm here." I said loudly, doing what Jake says before I immediately bit my lip to prevent myself from moaning loudly. I grab the edges of the table instantly as he begins to thrust his finger fast.

"Can I come in?" Gabe asked.

"No!!" I exclaimed.

"I'm a mess..." I whispered, half moaning.

"I mean, it's a mess in here," I answered.

"Well, I can help." he offered.

"No! I can do this myself. Why don't you go and sit with William? I'll come out later as soon as I'm finished."

"Okay... is Jacob there with you?"

"Lie..." Jacob whispers and then entered another finger in me while his thumb circled my c**t, making me whimper softly.

"No... Isn't.... he with William?" I asked. My voice starting to lose composure because of the pleasure between my legs.

"Nope. I didn't see him." The guy responded beyond the door.

"Umm... I don't know... where he went..." My breath hitches as he stretches his fingers apart. It scissors its way inside me. My walls clenched on him as his fingers continue his precise thrusts.

"Okay... come out as soon as you're done." He said before I heard his footsteps started walking and then faded.

I immediately let out a whimper feeling like I was underwater for a few minutes and came out gasping for breath as soon as I reached the surface.

"Good girl, Rosé." He muttered then he leans back against the backrest taking me with him. There, I felt him hard against my back.

I leaned back against him and he starts kissing the side of my neck, teasing it with his teeth to mark it. His fingers then start picking their pace, thrusting faster inside me.

"You're drowning my f*****g fingers, Rosé." He chuckled. My grip on the chair's armrest tightens and so does my grip on his fingers as I feel my toes curl as this new feeling between my legs had me trembling. 

"That's it, tighten your grip." He whispered in my ear and huffed warm breath in it.

"Jacob." I let out uncontrollable moans, feeling I'm getting close as he continues to rub me. But I feel like I'm not satisfied with just his fingers.

"Fuck." He grunted and in a matter of seconds, I realized that we weren't in the study anymore but inside his bedroom.

He pulled his fingers out and flipped me over to the bed. He pulled my pants and tore my underwear before pulling off his shirt, revealing his toned arms and abs. It's as of I'm looking at the chiseled sculpture with a perfect body of a man. Then, he unbuttoned his pants and slide it down, letting his hard, huge erected shaft loose as he locked his eyes at my panting form.

He leaned over to spread my legs wide apart before straddling on top of me.

"Did he tell you to never let me touch you?" He muttered as I felt his tip at my entrance. Gabriel told me a thousand times to be careful around him. To be honest, this is what I'm afraid of. Jacob had totally taken me after a kiss. And now that I'm like this in front of him, I'm afraid that I could never really stop him to own all of me.

I nodded as I shut my eyes, leaning my head back against the pillow and clenching the sheets of the bed.

Suddenly, I felt his tip rubbing my folds. Now wasting a second more, I felt him sliding inside me, gliding in slowly... 

He was gentle and he entered slowly but, that couldn't is the pain. 

Believe it or not, I've never slept with a man, nor anyone else. I had kept my purity for the longest time only for it to be taken by a demon. But I kept quiet despite the pain, bearing it as I found my self wrapping my arms around him.

"And? What did you tell him?" He asked in a whisper.

"Jacob," I whimpered his name. He then took my arms and pin it against the bed.

"What did you say, Rosé?" He asked in a commanding tone. Then, he stopped moving, realizing that he had buried himself deep inside me.

When I flutter my eyes open, I flinched when his glowing crimson eyes were staring back at me with his fangs drawn. But, the longer I look at his eyes, the more that I'm drawn. My fear begins to fade.

"I couldn't agree with him... Whenever he reminds me to be careful, my thoughts drift to you, touching me... I want you to touch me." A tear fell from my eyes. Not sure if it's because of the pain inside my core or because I realize what we're doing is forbidden.

I was an angel. No matter how you looked at it I was divine. I was cast down on earth and not in hell and I've been battling demons all throughout my existence. But here I am, giving myself to my natural enemy. 

But, for once in this life, I felt the need... the craving. It's my first time to feel this kind of pleasure. And I want to feel more. 

"I wanted you to do more with me..." I wanted to touch his cheek but he's pinning me down. My hands then struggle to break free from his grasps. 

I wanna hold him.

He then let go of his grip and anchors his hands on top of my shoulders. My hands find the way to his cheeks to caress them gently.

"Even if it's a sin?" He whispered, his crimson orbs now gleaming with softness.

"As long as it's you... I no longer care if I sin... as long as it's with you." I lift my head up so I could kiss him but he leans down for me and presses his lips against mine.

His sharp fangs instantly pierced my lips making me taste my own blood. He then starts pulling his member slowly then pushing in gently. The pain is unbearable. It hurt too much but I don't want him to stop.

"Don't let him touch you." He whispers between our kiss, continuing to gently thrust his hip.

"You're mine... remember that, Rosé." He muttered in a commanding tone as he moves gently inside me. I could feel every movement of him inside me.

"I'm yours... all yours." I whimpered once again.

"You're mine... f*****g mine." he launches his lips against mine once again. The kiss is also painful but I felt his fangs retreat as his tongue enters my mouth.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and concentrate on the kiss's pleasure. My core hurts so much with his every move. However, as seconds turn into minutes, I was getting used to him as he continues his gentle thrusts. Somehow, the pain is slowly I began to be fleeting away. Soon, I realized I'm starting to moan softly under his kiss, my legs bend and spread wider for him, fully accepting him.

"Am I still hurting you?" He asked whispering while his hand slithers on my hip.

"A lil' bit... aaahhh." My back arches and my hips now start moving along with his, longing for more than his gentleness. The pain now becomes bearable... and, starting to get pleasurable.

All I could think of now is his movements and the pleasure that has started to build up. Thereafter, he lifted me from the bed and flipped me over, finding myself sitting on his lap. He tore my sweater and my bra off me then he laid down before grabbing my hips.

His eyes are still glowing in crimson, lusting over the sight of my body while a smirk crept on his lips.

"Move as you'd like, Rosé." He said. My hands took hold of his wrists and my hips began grinding on him, moaning instantly on the movement I made.

"How is a human this beautiful?" He whispers, eyes still locked on my form.

I then shut my eyes while my mouth hangs open slightly since the pain has completely subsided, letting moans of pleasure escape my lips. His hips then thrust up whenever mine goes down on him. Feeling giddy of the sudden pleasure, his grip on my hip tightened, preventing me from sliding off him.

He then sits up again and catches my lips, kissing me briefly as I pound myself on him.

My hands immediately slithered on his neck, arms anchoring on his shoulders. I found a steady position and starts thrusting my hips fast, clenching tightly as I pull and push against him.

"That's it... f*****g tight..." he panted with a grunt.

I moaned louder with every thrust I made, I'm extremely close to the edge and he knows it, the smirk on his face says he knew I'm coming. And in a matter of seconds, I let out a final whimper as I came.

My movements slowed down as I trembled upon his lap, suddenly feeling weak.

However, he whispers in my ear, "I'm not done yet, Rosé," he then laid me to bed and continues to thrust on top of me.

My legs wrap around him tightly while my body shakes from his fast and hard thrust, shuddering violently underneath him. I could feel him get deeper after every powerful thrust that shakes the soul out of my body.

I kept my eyes on his crimson orbs as he huff warm breathes while I moan with his movement.

The tension on our bodies takes it's peak when his greedy thrusts somehow become sloppy He comes with a vulnerable grunt and submits to all the encompassing feel of my grip on him.

--

We laid on the bed facing each other, he then strokes my hair, pushing strands off my face and tucking it behind my ear. Then his hand slides on my arm, softly caressing my skin. He stared at me for so long, that just by his stares, makes me melt all over again.

"He's waiting..." he suddenly muttered.

My mind has completely forgotten my everyday visitor, Gabriel.

"You tore my clothes. How am I supposed to go out of this room?" I chuckled.

"Use my shirt." He answered.

"He likes you, you know that right?" He added.

"And how would you know that?" I asked as I snuggle closer to him.

"The way he looks at you." He answered nonchalantly.

"So you're an expert now? Just by looking, you know how the person feels?" I chuckled.

"That's how I look at you," he whispers.

I suddenly become speechless as my heart flutters with his sudden confession.

"So... you like me?"

"Am I not obvious? We just f****d, Rosé. I wouldn't f**k you if I didn't."

"f**k is too harsh of a word, Jacob."

"Well... because it's f*****g. That's what it is..." He retorted.

"I wouldn't call it like that."

"What do you call it then?"

"Making love."

"Why? Do you love me?"

I paused briefly at his question and once again, arms slithering on his sides for an embrace

"I think I do..." I answered. 

He studied my face before muttering another word, "You're confusing your lust with love... how could you love a soulless demon like me?"

"I'm not confused..." I replied.

"Psshh... you don't even know he likes you."

"Stop repeating it..." I complained.

"Why? Does it make you flustered?" He smirked with a smug look on his face.

"I don't see him that way... he's my friend."

"And you see me that way. Like we'll be together forever. Loving each other. Having children and growing old... a pretty picture, it won't happen."

"I don't look too far ahead, Jacob. It's how I see you now."

"You never think of the future?" He asked.

"Do you? Is that why you insist that this isn't love?"

"Yes, because we both know we won't have a future." He stated before pausing..

"You love me..." I whispered.

"Don't push your luck on that... I barely stopped myself from biting you earlier..."

"I thought you don't like my blood anymore?"

"I hated your blood..."

"Why?"

"Because it's making me crazy..."

"How is it making you crazy?" I whined.

"Because I'm suffering every time I smell your sweetness. I'm fighting myself whether I'll kill you or not. You no longer have use to me yet... I couldn't bear the thought of drinking you dry."

I don't know how to feel with his sudden revelation... I no longer have use for him? But then again, he couldn't kill me. Does the thought of me dying upsets him?

"Every pure maiden I took is killed in the end. I drink their blood, I suck 'em dry. That's how it is for me since I existed. And now you... you have the sweetest blood I've ever tasted since my existence. Yet... I don't wanna kill you. I just couldn't..." He says brows all furrowed as he looks at me. His confused expression supports his statement.

"What do you think the reason is why you don't wanna kill me?"

"I was trying to find it out. That's why I've been clingy with you the past days."

"And? Did you find it out?"

"I thought I just wanna f**k you."

"And... is it really about having s*x with me?" I asked.

"It isn't the f*****g. I feel it's more than that... It isn't my craving for your blood either. I'm still baffled... but I still wanna f**k you tho."

"Can we change the f**k to love?"

"You seriously ask that of me? Really?"

I nodded while chuckling in response to him.

"I love you, Jacob..." I whispered, looking straight in his eyes.

He was quiet for a while, our gazes locked at each as I wait for his response. He then kisses my lips, soft and gentle.

"I wanna fu-" he trailed off as soon as he saw me glared at him while raising my brow.

"I wanna l-love you again, Rosé..." he stammers before straddling on top of me once again.  

I hope he falls in love with me as I think I already have with him. Somehow, I think I'm begging to change him. Maybe, this love will help us. Maybe, a halfbreed like him is sent to do this mission because I was the rival... 

Is this fate? Or is this just a random circumstance and the love between us shouldn't be happening but happened anyway.

Whatever it may be, I just feel happy.