Dominion

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---** Rosé's POV:

I sat on the tub, soaking myself in the milky water trying to relax. My nape was leaning against the tub's curved edge while my eyes are closed my eyes thoughts drifting to that particular dream.

"Your ears has been deceived but your heart stays true."

What could have possibly deceived me?

"Rosé?" Jacob called from, assuming from inside my room. "You here?"

"I'm in the bathroom," I answered loudly.

Seconds after, he appeared inside the bathroom with that shadowy smoke which had me jump a bit from my seat. 

I then sat straight and looked up at him, "What is it?" I asked.

"I need to talk to you," He answered before nudging the lid of the toilet bowl closed before sitting on it.

I rest my arm on the edge of the tub before resting my chin upon my arm.

"Care to join me? We can talk in here..." I smiled batting my eyes at him at the same time.

He sighed out loud before he stood up. I watched him pull up his shirt from the back with his biceps flexing as he reached the cloth on his back to pull it up and he does this slowly revealing his toned abs and obliques. Then, his huge hands hover above his pants and he flicked the button lose with his thumb, letting me peek on the attractive v-line. I then bit my lip as he starts unzipping his pants and pulls it down mid-hip.

"Enjoying my strip show?" He smirked. When he had completely taken off the pants together with his boxers, tossing it with his foot.

I immediately covered my eyes with my hands then, I heard him chuckle. I parted my fingers so that I could still peek at him.

Gosh, Jacob...

I have seen a man nor have I realized that what he had had once penetrated me. Little by little, I was getting curious about my own body as he had been exploring me. 

He then stepped in the bathtub and sat on the other end. The water poured out of the tub as he took his seat while I bend my knees to give him space.

"What are you still doing there?" He said and raised a brow.

"Hmm?" Both my brows raised as I hug my knees after my questioning hum. I felt his foot caress the side of my hip which is kinda ticklish.

"Come here..." he then rests both his arms on the edge of the tub, asking me to sit on his lap again. 

I slowly crawled towards him and sit sideways in the middle of his parted legs. He smiled softly as he leaned forward to kiss my cheek. My hand slides from his chest, going to his neck before I turn my head and look at those luscious, smiling lips

The milky water turned his skin silky smooth to touch so I softly caress his arm. He then leaned forward once again while his hand runs from my back to my shoulders, pulling me close until his lips found mine.

We shared a passionate yet gentle kiss. It was slow, savoring each movement and taste of each other. We parted briefly just to look in each other's eyes. He smiled softly then gaze over my lips which instantly smiled back at him.

Then, we kiss again.

I inhaled deeply, smelling the scent of the skin in his face while both my arms wrap around his nape. The bathroom was filled with the milky scent of the bath but turned the sweetest for me. The kind of sweetness that's heart fluttering and it gives me goosebumps in a good way. All these while we both moan softly.

He suddenly pulled my waist before wrapping his arms around me until my chest presses on to his. The embrace is both heartwarming and arousing.

I moved to turn my whole body facing him, parting both legs to his sides while I sat on his lap. His hair entangles in between my fingers while our lips never parted. His hands move to the mounds of flesh on my back that rests on his lap, squeezing them sensually while he grew larger and harder between beneath me.

Our passionate kiss remains passionate yet, it becomes eager, hungry. As seconds pass, both our breaths had become uneven, heaving as we become more eager.

I reached down for his length, hand sliding between our wet skin. He groaned and huffed warm breaths as soon as my hand has touched him. I then pulled his hair at the back of his head, making his head lean back, exposing that neck. Then, I latch my lips on the side of his neck, kissing it eagerly while breathing on it before sucking on it to leave marks on his body as he did mine.

I kept stroking him with a firm grip, pulling it up and down inside my encompassing grip and it earned his soft grunts, feeling his vocal cords vibrate upon my lips as I continue to kiss his neck.

"Rosé..." he moaned my name as he breathes heavily.

My core starts to aching, throbbing violently as I continued moving now both my hands, stroking his hard length up and down.

He suddenly jerked his legs, lifting it slightly which had also jerked me up and I gasped instantly with his movement. He slouched a bit and flutter his eyes open, looking up to me as I now tower over him.

"I don't want your hands..." he muttered with a kind of glare that's gonna make someone's spine shiver especially since his glowing crimson orbs that are now alive again. And these eyes lust for me... only for me.

He then grabs my hips firmly, lifting me up a bit before I rub his head at my entrance. I've never thought of myself doing lewd stuff like this but after he came into my life, I began craving for so many things especially the thing that involves feeling the pleasure that on he can give me. I gasped before letting out a soft moan as I lowered myself on him, pushing him inside me at it earned is melodious groan as his grip upon my ass tightens.

All of a sudden he pulled my hips down so that his member could fully penetrate me. I whimpered as it entered me immediately. I whimpered, surprised with his action.

"Jacob..." I gasped again as I cling on his shoulders.

I started moving my hips gently while his hands that are still grabbing me guide me as I move. The water in the tub spills to the bathroom floor despite how gentle I was moving.

"Your warmth is what I need, Rosé..." he whispered before leaning close to me and kiss my cheeks, casually tracing wet kisses to the side of my jaw while I tilt my head back and shut my eyes once his kisses reached my neck.

I continued thrusting my hip on top of him, feeling all the pleasure that feeds my core and slowly makes me lose my head as my won body takes over my consciousness, surrendering it to the pleasure as my hips thrust in a faster pace. 

After the bathroom, we continued making love inside my bedroom and it felt like more like really making love unlike the usual. He's much more gentle this time. All his movements were very careful, from the soft, gentle kisses and touch all over my body to his tender, sensual thrusts.

This is when I realized that what could've been just minutes turn in to hours in my head.

I was feeling everything... becoming sensitive to everything... 

Not just the feeling the pleasure but also his heartbeat. Its fast-beating syncs with mine and his warm breath that I love to feel makes me tremble the hair on my skin stand on its ends. Those soft gazes from his beautiful crimson eyes that peers to me whenever we're like this lets me see what he really feels for me. I could see the soul he refused to believe that exist. He looks at me like I'm the only one in the world at this very moment.

"I love you, Jacob..." I suddenly felt overwhelmed. I felt my eyes warm up by the tears forming until it fell while I look straight into his eyes.

He then wears the softest expression I had seen on him, looking straight into my eyes while his warm, uneven breathes continues to escape his lips as he continues to move above me. 

" Rosé..." he muttered, suddenly looking defeated before he picks up the pace of his hips thrust. I shudder underneath him, back arching and toes curling as I head to my peak. Right this moment, I felt incredibly happy.

No one and nothing else mattered as he makes love to me. It's just the two of us. 

It doesn't feel like it's only about s*x for him anymore nor about my blood. The look he gave me felt something else and the way he moves proves it. 

I want this moment to last.

I want the time to stop, but not us...

I don't want to be separated from him.

I want to be with him forever... oh God.

I laid on top of him, head resting by his chest as he catches his breath underneath me. His hand caresses my back while the other plays with my hand, intertwining our fingers before he kisses the back of my hand.

"Reminds me, what do we need to talk about?" I asked.

"Mating..." he replied.

I raised my head looking at him pouting while furrowing my brows. "s*x is just as the same as mating, right?"

"Not for me," he answered.

"Hmm?" I tilted my head while he gave me a serious look.

"Mate with me..." he muttered.

"Okay..." I agreed. We just finished making love and I don't mind making love again.

But then, he suddenly chuckled and shook his head.

"I'm a demon and a mundane as well, Rosé. I found my mate and that is you...." he revealed. I know about it. Earthly demons are compelled to find a mate that they will be with for all eternity but, Jacob is not an earthly demon. His spiritual energy is too powerful to be one and as far different and superior. 

When sin was first committed, a demon is born and it represents the sin man had committed. And the gravity of each sin had bred to the seven deadliest which then bore the seven princes of hell. With Jacob's power and energy, even summoning hell's fire, he's definitely one of the ancient demons. It's just that, he's trapped. 

Now that I thought of this, who is he really?

And it seems like he doesn't have any idea what he really is. 

He's a halfbreed but not like any other halfbreed. This body of him is a vessel for the true demon. However, the vessel had a soul and it's now trapped with the demon and somehow, the soul is dominant... this is why he's confused. This is why he doesn't know. 

"Shit... how do I explain this?" He bit his index then look nowhere as if he's thinking carefully.

Mating... does he mean he wants to breed?

"Do you want a child?" I asked making him burst out in laughter.

"Hell no!" He laughed.

"Look at it this way, we are penguins. A male penguin can have several partners but he can only have one female mate... and when he found his mate, she'll be the only one for him for the rest of his life." He stated.

It's like marriage...

"But if the female dies or let's say, she leaves him, he will die as well..." he continued.

"He will die?" My eyes widened and lifted myself from him. I sat on the bed as I pull some of the sheets to cover myself.

"Well, it would feel like dying for him. But if she really dies, he would waste away. Because she becomes his life."

"Awwwe..." I sang and pouted.

"What do you mean awe?" He copied the way I awed and lifted himself from the bed and sat in front of me.

"That's how I feel for you." He stated.

I was caught off guard by his statement. My heart suddenly felt like it stops then start beating fast. I've forgotten that he was trying to explain mating but my thoughts were occupied by the penguins. And now, practically saying he can't live without me.

"Jacob..."

"I can't live without you, Rosé."

I covered my mouth with both my hands. I did not expect him to say this. I was hoping he would but, it caught me by surprise.

"I've thought about this for so long. I thought I was crazy. I never thought that I would find someone... heck! Never have it crossed my mind to mate. Until I..." he stopped. He pulled my waist and I willingly sat on his lap.

"Until you." He embraced me tightly and it felt so warm and cozy.

"Mate with me?" He asked.

He asked as if he's asking my hand for marriage but it sounds even better than that.

"How can I say no?" I asked softly before cupping his cheeks and look him in the eyes. I smiled the sweetest smile my lips could pull out.

"But I know you'll say no..." He whispers.

My smile fades as he removed my hands from his cheeks.

"You need to be an immortal for me. Your mundane body will die eventually and even the thought of it... I just can't..." he says, looking as if he's now feeling the loss, helpless when speaking of my death.

But I'm already an immortal. 

Should I tell him now? But if I do, I have to tell him what I was before I became human...

"So... you're gonna turn me?" I asked.

"Yes... you'll hunger for blood, and unlike me who can control the thirst, yours will be uncontrollable. That's why I know you'll say no."

"I can't turn to a vampire... I can't." I said, shaking my head in refusal.

"I know... but, asking you is worth the shot right?" He smiled, clearly trying to hide the frustration after my utter refusal.

"But I love you. That would be enough... right?" I asked.

"I guess." He looked down as he held my hand tightly.

"We would be together for a long time Jacob. I'm not as human-... I'm different from everybody else. But I can't turn to a vampire but we'll be together forever because we're the only ones capable of achieving forever."

He looked at me with a confused expression and shake his head gently, "The metaphor is making me feel a little better.

"Our love would be forever..." I continued.

He stared at me briefly before sighing out loud. "Since you refused to be an immortal, let me mark you instead... as my mate."

"Mark?" I asked, head tilting in confusion

"A mark to prove you're mine and mine alone," he answered. I nodded in response and he laid me to bed once again, straddling on top of me.

His eyes then warp to glowing crimson and his fangs bared.

"You're gonna feed?" I asked.

"A little bit before branding you... it's gonna hurt, Rosé." He caressed my cheek gently.

"I'll be fine." I smiled to assure him.

He pulled the sheets that were covering me and leaned down on my chest.

I was expecting it but it was like I'm unprepared to feel the pain when his fangs pierced the skin on my chest, right above my heart. I tried to hold it back but a whimper escaped my lips as I cried which made him grab both my wrist and pin it down the bed.

I did not expect that the pain could get any worse. It suddenly becomes excruciating and unbearable and there was a burning sensation that was right above my chest.

I then began screaming while struggling underneath him, trying break free but it was no use. It hurt so much like I was being stabbed my million knives right on my chest and it runs through my whole body.

He then pulled from my chest and huffed heavy breaths, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed apologetically. He cupped my cheeks and rest his forehead above mine while I continued to cry.

Jacob pulled me from the bed and cradled me in his lap while repeating his apologies over and over. The pain slowly subsided as minutes passed and I've collected myself from crying.

"Does it still hurt?" He asked. I nodded in response as I look up to him. Then, I look down on my chest.

There, the of my chest bared a pitch-black like a tattoo shaped like a flower, a rose in particular... the black of its color cannot be compared to that color of ink. Its color is darkness, the absence of light.

The skin around it was rosy red and I could still feel it throbbing.

"It's beautiful..." I muttered before looking up at him.

"It's what I think of you... You're beautiful, Rosé and for me, you're a delicate, and the sweetest rose."