The Tyrant's Pet

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEEDED WITH CAUTION.]

"Flash them a smile, darling." 

Abel smirked while stilling her hips and, like a mad beast, he dipped his erection deep in her without a moment's notice. He hissed through his gritted teeth, staying still while feeling her body's vibration under his palm. 

Her knees trembled as they closed in slightly, fighting her mouth from falling open. Instead, the side of her lips stretched into a smile as her eyes met the knight walking below. The latter slightly tilted down his head that was akin to a bow, before he looked away without pausing in his tracks. 

Relief instantly enveloped her heart but was short-lived when Abel moved his hips ever so slowly. 

"Ah…" Aries gritted her teeth while holding her hand into a tight fist, looking back only to see a pair of dangerous eyes looking back at her. 

"Abel," she called under her breath, watching him tilt his head while his brows rose. Her mouth opened and closed, wanting to tell him they should do it inside. However, the longer she looked at him, his covetous eyes told her he wasn't joking. 

He was jealous. Even when she reassured him already, it was never enough to him. Classic Abel. 

Really, she thought. This man was pushing and pulling her on the line of insanity. 

Aries reached for his hand that was planted on her hips, tugging it lightly. "Come here," she whispered, panting because of his slow and careful thrust. "Kiss me." 

"Hmm?" he blinked almost innocently, staring at her flustered face, studying how her face crumpled along with his movements. 

How beautiful. 

When she called, "Abel," with such gentleness despite his nasty and perverted actions, his heart that had been drumming against his chest finally calmed down. His grip on her hips loosened, sliding his hand from her navel up to the center of her breast until his fingertip reached her neck. 

Bending over, he pulled her back to him, tilting his head to claim her lips. His hand stilled her jaw, nibbling on her lips whilst thrusting in and out slowly but surely. His other arm held her hips securely, pulling her body to feel her deeper. 

Abel had never felt jealousy in the past, nor did he ever feel like anything could instill fear in his heart. So the turmoil he felt while watching her have fun without him, smiling so blindingly, made him want to crush her so badly she would never smile like that again. At least, not to others. 

He disliked how she looked so fine, even without him. If he was as essential as the air she breathed, just like what she claimed, then why didn't she look around to find him? 

He bit her lower lip until it bled, feasting on the taste of iron mixing in their mouths. Their tongues continued waltzing in between their lips, inhaling each other's breath. 

"Aries," he whispered into her mouth, panting heavily as if he ran a mile. The next second he pulled out, and she instinctively turned around to face him. "I…"

His words drifted back into his throat as she stood on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck to continue their kiss. Her kiss wasn't deep enough, but it was a continuous, soft peck to pacify him. 

"Better now?" she inquired under her breath, drawing her head back to see his somber expression. "Not angry anymore?"

"How about you?" he asked as an answered, pinching her chin lightly. "Weren't you angry?" 

Aries pressed her lips into a thin line before she shook her head slightly. "Why would I? I like the thrill… sort of." 

"Shall we do it here then?" he leaned his face over, brushing the apex of his nose against her cheek. 

"Will you take responsibility if people saw us?"

"The dead speaks no tale."

"Let's continue inside." He chuckled at her immediate response while she rolled her eyes. "Really… is that your only solution?" 

"Let's make out inside, then." He whispered, biting her lip playfully that soon erupted into a passionate kiss. 

They walked back inside with them tangled in a roused kiss. Abel lifted her waist up while she wrapped her legs around his hip. 

Her hands hastily undid the buttons of his blouse while his free hand worked on the drawstrings of her bodice. Bits and pieces of fabric slowly fell on the floor, one after another. 

It was not like Aries wasn't angry at his actions just now. Although there was a part of her who somehow found the thrill pleasing, it still happened too abruptly that she didn't know what to feel. 

But staring at Abel and having a glimpse at the emotions hidden deep behind the dangers of his stunning rubies, she couldn't get angry. She knew what she had signed up for. 

Abel would always be Abel.

No matter how deep his affections for her, he wouldn't change. Maybe a bit, but not completely. He would need constant reminders and reassurance—even though this was his idea in the first place. 

"Ab –"

Aries gasped as her back hit the mattress, bouncing slightly while he stood on his knees. Abel grabbed her wrists over her head with one hand, bending over to claim her lips once again. His free hand caressed her thigh while she bent her knee up.

He was hungry for more.

"Aries," he whispered, positing his groin in her entrance to feel her once again. Her back arched as she stretched to fit his massive girth, mouth falling open, toes clutching the sheet. She flinched when he suddenly bit her shoulder before her wrist felt numb with his grip, stopping the blood circulation in her hand momentarily. 

He loosened it not long after before, showering her with kisses on her jaw. He wasn't usually impatient, but tonight, he was starving. 

"Aries," he called once again while his eyes glowed with bright red, gritting his teeth when he felt a pang in his gums and his fangs were growing long. He inhaled her skin, feeling the pulsating vein on the side of her neck whilst pounding into her even harder to keep her distracted. 

No… he thought. 

He wanted more. 

He wanted her in his veins. 

His embrace tightened, licking his fangs before licking her skin. Just when he was about to sink his fangs into her, she moaned. "Abel…" and he froze.

The unsuspecting Aries, drunk with pleasure and unaware of the danger just a centimeter away from her, added, "choose me."