Chapter 16
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There was only one fact that rushed through my whole being the very second I felt myself being let out of that forsaken cage.
Alive. I'm alive.
I could literally feel myself taking over my human's vessel. An invisible force of some sort forcefully pulled my human's soul into the cage and locked her up as I was permitted control over the body. It was like being given the power to resist the intense gravity in a black hole and succeeding in escaping, whilst watching other fragments get sucked in without mercy.
Like hell I didn't enjoy the sensation of being set free after decades of being shut down by the very person who I was supposed to be connected with in one body.
Choosing not to use that moment to spite, I instead focused on my oncoming reign of the vessel which at long last, was in session.
My very first sense to appear was sight. The images were blurry at the beginning, but after blinking for some time, I could see clearer. And although it wasn't like I couldn't see while I was trapped in the cage, that was like watching from someone else's point of view, seeing whatever my human wanted to see and not being able to control where and when to look from my end.
However, that was ending tonight.
I could feel sensations swirling within my limbs and other parts of my body as I attempted to move, a curious yet victorious smile curving at the edge of my lips.
So this is what being in control feels like. It wasn't like being locked up in a confined space at all. Not even close. Because at that moment, I felt free for the first time in my life.
I closed my eyes and savoured the various odours drifting in the air for the first time. Unconsciously, I breathed in a totally unfamiliar yet alluring scent that wafted deliciously across my nostrils.
The smell was amazing, and I loved it.
It was just so sweet that I couldn't help but lick my lips in anticipation of what was awaiting me behind that door where the scent undoubtedly originated from.
I smirked as a shudder raked my back, preceding the sound of a familiar voice.
Please. My human begged from within her prison. Don't do this.
"Don't worry, my human," I assured her with a mischievous grin etched across my lips. "You won't regret this."
No, don't! We both will. Listen to me!
Ignoring her protests and constant rattling of the cage's bars, I flexed my arms and curled my fingers around the chains that had been bound to the shackles around my wrists. Clutching them tightly, I kept my eyes strained on the door as I began to pull against the restraints.
The chains proved tough as they bit into my palms and scraped their surface, but there was no way I'd let anything stop me from getting what I wanted.
And eventually, I succeeded.
One more tug and the wall suddenly gave way for the chains embedded in the wall to break away, propelling me to lose my footing and slightly stumble forward. But in a swift movement, I rightened my stance.
Fragments from the cemented wall collided harshly against my bare legs, but I didn't pay any heed to the pain that erupted from the impact as my mind's focus was centered on the door that now seemed almost a breath away.
Barely able to contain the excitement coursing through my veins, I completely let go of the fact that my wrists and ankles were still bound and took my very first step in what seemed to be a millennium.
However, I hadn't given myself enough time to relish the feeling because before I knew it, I had burst through two doors and now stood in front of a raging monster.
He was sitting at the edge of the only bed in the room; head bowed and shoulders hunched, he had both hands clutching each side of the bed. Though, the damages on both sides of where his claws had been inserted into the wood showed that he hadn't exactly been waiting patiently.
At the sound of the crashing noise I'd caused as I'd barged into the room, Albus swiftly lifted his head and I caught sight of the burning fire in his eyes as they locked on mine. A shiver of something I'd never experienced before shot through me like a blade in swipe motion as our gazes clashed.
His face was stern and his jaws were clenched so firmly that it looked like he'd been engaged in a great internal battle. His canines had protruded and were jutting out as they were ready to inflict some serious damage, preferably on my body, which I was sure they would.
But weirdly enough, that very thought rather made something in me clench so badly. A certain kind of longing that I'd never felt before and was aching to experience.
"I've been waiting for this day ever since my creation," I couldn't help but whisper aloud as the words stumbled from my lips.
The room then became deadly silent. Albus didn't say a word nor did he react in any way. He just kept staring at me with those blood-red eyes of his.
Those eyes.
"My human never wanted a mate, always murdered the ones chosen for me." I took a step closer, the chains subsequently dragging on the ground the only noise filling the small room. "But then one night years ago, the Night Witch came to me and told me she would give me this one chance to know what it feels like to mate with someone in exchange for simply being discreet about it."
Unintentionally, my breathing laboured as I walked closer until I was standing directly in front of his taut frame which immediately became tensed due to my nearness. His eyes followed my every move with hunger evidently burning in them, and the sight boosted my confidence.
"I didn't believe her at first," I continued. "It seemed too surreal a chance and suspicious enough to make me realize that she might be playing with me. That my condition appeared so pathetic to her that she wanted to humour herself."
I grabbed the edge of the blouse I wore and lifted it slowly over my head, letting it drop to the floor and in the process, baring my chest to his ravenous gaze.
"But after a decade of watching my human repeat the same crime over and over again, I gave up wondering if it'd be worth it or not and thought, well, f**k it." I watched as Albus' nostrils flared, his grip on either side of the bed's wooden frame deepened, causing the material to gradually splinter.
"This is something that I've desperately wanted for a really long time," I continued to whisper in an alluring manner, all the while knowing full well that he could hear every word I uttered even though his pupils were unsurprisingly affixed on my exposed breasts.
"And now?" I took another step to eliminate the little space that had been left between us and placed my shackled hands around his shoulders. Deliberately, I pressed my front against the solid frame of his chest and delighted in feeling his breathing drastically change as I leaned in to whisper in his ear, my own skin tingling from the contact.
"I get what I want."
Before I could blink, Albus let out a fierce growl and reached out to slide a hand across my bare back, pulling me tightly to him. My heart skipped a beat in overexcitement when he settled me roughly onto his thighs and lifted his head slightly to level his intense gaze on mine.
"Do not blame me if you lose your senses tonight."
I looked him right in the eye and smiled. "I'm counting on it."
The atmosphere around us continued to get heated until it became almost unbearable that I thought we would suffocate. Any mere human would've under the circumstances. But the two of us delighted in the s****l tension emanating from our bodies as we tore each other's clothes apart.
Albus, in a swift movement, positioned me beneath him as he hotly trailed kisses down my throat to my exposed navel then back up to my jaw. His fangs scraped mercilessly along my earlobe down to the side of my neck where I knew without a doubt that that would be the spot he'd sink his fangs into.
I moaned at the prospect of that happening and dug my claws into his tousled black hair, putting pressure on his head so that his fangs would do more than just scratch the surface of my skin.
I didn't care that he drew blood or that he was hurting me. I revelled in the pain as it much like added to the pleasure that was bubbling uncontrollably inside me.
I gasped as Albus didn't waste any time in invading my core. This time, a new kind of pain raked my body and I screamed at the sheer force he'd entered with. Feeling undoubtedly like he'd torn a fistful of my hair from my scalp.
Noo! A shrill cry echoed from within the cage but I was too far gone in the sensations Albus was evoking in me for it to even register in my mind.
I had gritted my teeth in an attempt to squelch the raging emotions but then I gave up and squeezed my eyes shut before crying out when it became too much for me to bear.
"You asked for this," Albus growled maliciously in my ear - his voice sounding strained and way too tensed - right before I felt him pierce his fangs into my flesh.
Unable to resist, I uttered a weak groan and surrendered. His fangs were anything but gentle and I hissed as they sank in deep, the searing sensation making me blink rapidly as my body gradually grew weaker by the minute.
I then let out another hoarse cry which was accompanied by a deafening roar from Albus as we both reached our peak. The friction between our bodies caused sweat to tightly envelop us in our climax.
Breathing way too heavily than any normal human, Albus lay rigid on top of me while I struggled to support his weight and at the same time, calm my rapidly pounding heart besides catching my breath. My body felt badly spent and even though I could feel my bruises healing, the evidence of our intercourse still throbbed dully in certain areas of my anatomy.
During our moment of silence and retrieval of energy, it was then that I sensed another presence lurking in the background.
My senses had been unwillingly blocked and had gone shady during the s*x since I'd been overwhelmed by how much the act had consumed me. But now that they were gradually returning to normal, I stiffened for I could undeniably feel something watching us in the dark.
Plus, with the way Albus had suddenly grown still, his heavy breathing ceased, I knew, that that something was one presence that I had ever encountered once in my life and wished never to again.
My hands unconsciously tightened their grip on Albus' hair as I tried to control the fear slowly building up in my system.
"Well, was that not quite a show?"
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