Pureblood King's Hope

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Chapter 47: Truly His

Hunter

After a very long and surprisingly civil conversation with Celic’s father, I found myself walking down the long hallway that led to Celic’s bedroom with a smile on myself that I couldn’t wipe off.

When Kenneth and Andrew took me away, I was convinced that they were given orders to kill me, or at the very least torture me.

Contrarily, Kenneth and Andrew never said or did anything. They merely escorted me to the Seeker’s office where we waited for Tarlac’s father to join us. I’d been anxious, and all the while, all he had to ask me was what I wanted with his daughter and why.

I was honest with him: I wouldn’t be able to live without my little dove. I rather die than spend the rest of my life without her.

She had become my life.

The most extraordinary thing in this world is how much someone can grow to care for another over a course of a mere few months. If my kind were not the most supernatural thing that existed, I knew that love is.

Once I’d answered his question, he poured me a drink and expressed to me how upset he was that I had taken his daughter, as any loving father would be. Ultimately, he accepted me as his daughter’s beloved and in that instant, I felt the weight burdening my shoulders lift.

If for anything at all, I had to give Tarlac credit for being a decent man beneath that “I am thee big bad, eldest seeker” ego. It might’ve taken a while, but he’d always learned to accept and respect his children’s wishes.

For that, Kyle, especially, was lucky to have Tarlac as a father.

Nonetheless, I didn’t leave that room without having been threatened. Not that it came as a surprise to me, I couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

If I ever so much as made her cry, he’d make me wish he had killed me. Though I had no intention of ever hurting Celic again, her father added to the millions reasons why I never wanted to break her hurt.

He is a man of his word.

I came to a quick halt outside of Celic’s bedroom, my footsteps coming light as I quietly opened the door. Once I had emerged into the room, I swiftly closed the door behind me and wandered onto her bed.

I sat there, quietly and patiently as I listened to the showerhead shut off and watched the light from under the bathroom door.

Why does this seem familiar?

A light chuckle erupted from the back of my throat, a smirk breaking my lips. It was also in that moment that I realized how impatient I was when I caught myself wanting to burst into the bathroom and jump in that shower with her.

I wanted to be with her. I wanted to hold her in my arms and attempt to tell her and show her much I love her.

She’s so beautiful….and that damn body of hers…

Being pulled out of my thoughts, the sound of the shower going off appeared to be quite satisfying. Within a couple of minutes, the door was pulled open. My eyes instantly landing on her, I couldn’t stop myself from lingering.

When she finally opened the door, she stood before me in nothing but a rose red tank top and lace panties.

Damn...

Almost instantly, a spark lit her eyes and that beautiful smile of hers spread across her face.

“Hello, little do—“, the air left my lungs, Celic having thrown herself onto me. Pushing my back onto her bed, her legs straddled me as her lips found my own.

A slight chuckle escaped my mouth, my hands finding her waist and holding her tightly. She had slightly lifted her lips, still brushing against my own as she smiled and mumbled a soft, “Hi.”

Bringing her hand up to the side of my face, she cupped it, her thumbs gently caressing my cheeks. The edge of my lips curled into a small smile. “Beautiful,” I whispered as I pushed the hair strands away from her face and placed them behind her ear.

Her eyes held so much love and adoration. She didn’t have to tell me, I knew she felt the same way I did simply by the way that she looked at me.

I love her so much...

She planted a gentle kiss on my lips, whispering against my mouth, “I love you.” I ran my hand down her back as I sat up with her, her legs still straddling me.

“I love you too, little dove.” I confessed softly.

She sat back on her heels, pulling her lips away from my own. “What did my father say to you?” She asked, her eyes searching me with a mix of curiosity and anxiety.

Uh...

I chuckled lightly, sarcastically stating, “Well, he said he’s always wanted me to be the one you chose to be with. He seemed completely okay with everything. You know, no threats or anything of the sort.”

She eyed me for a moment, unsure of whether I was being serious or not. After a while, she giggled and playfully punched my shoulder.

I shook my head lightly and planted a gentle kiss on her soft lips. Wrapping her arms around the back of my neck, she pulled her body closer, if at all possible, to mine and nuzzled her face into the side of my neck. Her intoxicating scent of fresh coconut numbed my senses almost instantly.

“Little dove.” I whispered as her hold on me loosened and she pulled away just until her gaze met mine.

“I want you to pack your bags,” I stated softly, “We’re leaving tomorrow.”

She furrowed her eyebrows, shooting me a questioning look. She hesitated, “Leaving where?” She asked.

I hummed, my gaze wandering away from hers. “Well, seeing as your father demanded I go see Kevin, we’re going to make a quick stop at my brother’s house. Then,” My gaze wandered back to her, “I’m taking you to the beach.”

Her lips fell ajar and her eyes shed a light brighter than I ever imagined they could.

“I promised I’d take you to the beach.” I assured her that I never forgot about my promise to her.

Silver

I swayed my hips side to side, walking toward Mardel as my eyes lingered his bare chest till they met his blue-gray orbs. Taking hold of the ends of my braids, I slowly pulled on the ribbon and began undoing them.

I knew what I was going was wrong, but it ultimately wasn’t just about revenge anymore. I need a distraction. I needed something to get me on a high that made me feel like I could do just about anything simply because I wanted to.

Knowingly, I allowed the ribbons to slip out of my hands and I ran my hand through my hair as I took my bottom lip between my teeth and gently tugged. Coming to a halt at the top of the staircase, the sound of my heels clicking became inaudible. The silence in the atmosphere created a sense of anticipation as I took one final glance at Mardel. I merely shot a seductive wink at him before continuing my way to my room.

I knew he wouldn’t resist coming to me—not even if the ribbons hadn’t slipped out of my hands.

When I met the door to my bedroom, I swiftly opened it and stepped inside. The scent of those who’d been in there still lingered.

Grandpa...

Suddenly, a deep sense of emptiness burdened my chest.

I miss my family…

I had taken but a mere couple of steps toward the bed when Mardel’s scent met my senses. The sound of his footsteps getting closer made a string of chills shoot up my spine.

When I turned on my heels, my gaze met his own. And, as much as I wanted this to feel good. It didn’t. It only felt wrong.

Still, I tried to make it feel right and I pushed.

“Mardel.” I shot him a seductive look, forcing the corners of my lips to curl into a small smile.

He was reluctant, walking in cautiously. He held the two ribbons that I purposely allowed to slip out of my hands in his. “You dropped...the—” His words came short as his sinful eyes shamelessly lingered on my body. He tossed them onto the vanity, his attention remaining strictly on me.

As I approached him, he continued eyeing me. He seemed hesitant, but remained still as I closed the gap between usand placed a hand on his strong chest.

Something tells me seducing him won’t be the slightest bit difficult.

“Slave…” He warned in a shaky breath.

“You know…” My voice trailed off, my eyes wandered to his lips as my hand unoccupied hand found the bulge on his crotch. “Erebus is...occupied.” I brought my lips closer to his ear, whispering, “I promise, I won’t tell.”

“Stop.” A growl emitted from the back of his throat.

I pulled away from his ear and moved my lips closer to his till they lightly brushed against his own. “If you didn’t want this, why did you come looking for me?” I mumbled. I moved my hand away from his bare chest, cupping the side of his jaw to draw him closer to me.

His breathing had almost instantly become erratic. I knew the effect that I had on him, so I knew he wouldn’t deny me if I offered myself to him. Over the years, I learned that those who feel the need to make you feel lesser than you really are, do it because they know that they are beneath you and still want you and your power for themselves.

I took his lower lip between my teeth, tugging gently. As he released a shaky breath, I heard him push the door behind him shut.

Perfect.

Planting a gentle kiss on his neck, I took his hand in mine and led him to the edge of the bed where I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. The tips of my fingers ghostly traced his abs as I leaned in to him and captured his lips in mine.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss the way Erebus kissed me. No, it was hungrily and filled with lust, as it should’ve been.

He ran his hands down my sides till they met the hem of my skirt and he cupped my ass. I gasped, feeling his hard member rub against my inner thigh.

When I felt his hard member against my body, I couldn’t stop the guilt from washing over me. I couldn’t deny that I felt guilty for letting another man touch me.

I wanted it to be him and it made me sick to my stomach knowing that I still wanted someone that didn’t deserve even a small fraction of me.

I trailed gentle kisses down the side of his neck, remembering the night that I spent with Erebus not too long ago. I pretended that it was him who laid beneath me, but as much as I tried to trick myself into believing it was him to make myself feel as if I had some sort of power, it only made me feel ashamed of myself.

I belong to him…

I ran my hands up his muscular arms, bringing my lips up to meet his. It felt nothing like Erebus’. His touch only created an even bigger sense of discomfort within me until I wasn’t the slightest bit aroused and felt disgusted with myself.

I can’t do this…

“I’m sorry.” I whispered as I pulled my lips away from his, his eyes scanning me in confusion.

Just as I was to push my body off of his, the door swung open. I had almost instantly sat up, snapping my head to the side to catch a familiar pair of captivating hazel eyes out of the corner of my eyes.

No, no, no, no, no....

I watched as Erebus’ eyes wandered away from mine, his attention landing on the man lying beneath me. At the sight of him, his nostrils flared as his jaw clenched. My body trembled in fear, watching his eyes darken and his fists clenching till his knuckles turned white.

In this situation, at that exact moment, it really wasn’t what it looked like.

Well, sort of.

Before I could mutter a word, Erebus stood behind me. His hand grasped onto my upper arm, pulling me off of Mardel. The six-inch heels still clinging onto my feet did me no favors, costing me my balance as I stumbled until my back met the wall.

A low gasp and low whimper parted my lips as Erebus grabbed hold of Mardel’s neck and picked him up off of the bed. His unoccupied hand still balled into a fist, he clenched it tighter before swinging forward and punching Mardel square in the jaw.

What the hell have I done..?

“Erebus…” My voice shook as I watched Mardel come crashing down onto the bedroom floor. When Erebus snapped his eyes to me, I knew that this time I wasn’t going to be tortured with merely a few lashes from his steel whip. Though I could see that he hadn’t lost control by the way that his eyes hadn’t turned to their completely pitch-black color, the way he glared at me...I knew he was furious.

My body involuntarily shook as he took his first couple of steps toward me. I knew I would be punished, no matter how much I meant or didn’t mean to him.

I wanted to move away from him, but my back was already pressed hard against the wall as he continued to take steps toward me.

“E-Erebus…” my voice shook, another deep growl emitting from the back of his throat. Before I could mutter another word, he took me harshly by my arm and threw me over his shoulder.

He didn’t even bother looking back at Mardel again before he took off with me, moving out of the room with his inhumane speed. I wasn’t given so much as time to think before I found myself in his room with him, alone.

He slammed the door behind him, setting me back on my feet.

He’s going to kill me...

“Ere—” My plea came short, Erebus pushing me back against the wall. He roughly grabbed my jaw, forcing my head back against the wall.

I watched as the darkness quickly surfaced around his hazel orbs, my fear or him losing control and possibly killing me becoming absolute.

I shouldn’t have…

“I’m sorry…” My voice cracked, tears of terror building at the brim of my eyes.

“Sorry, huh?” A humorless chuckle erupted from the back of his throat. Using his unoccupied hand, he pinned both of mine above my head and squeezed hard.

“You’re mine! Do you understand?!” He snarled, “Nobody gets to fucking touch you! Nobody!” I flinched at the aggressiveness in his tone. “You belong to me…” He growled.

With a passionate hunger, he took my lips in his and shot his tongue into my mouth. Though I was taken aback by his actions, I didn’t fight it. I didn’t fight him. I danced with him and allowed him to sway me and bend me at his will.

When he finally released my chin and hands from his hold, he grabbed my thighs and lifted me onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist.

Before I could so much as attempt to resist him, my eyes fluttered shut, and I fell into him, blindly.

It was then that I understood something that I could’ve never come to terms with before: no matter how much this man hurts me, no matter how much I try to resist him, I can’t. Despite all of the horrible things he’d done to me, my body wanted him. I wanted him. Whether it was because our nature demanded that I worship him or because I was so fucked up in the head that I subconsciously let myself forgive him for all that he is, I felt bound to him.

It wasn’t by choice and nor did I like the idea that me being this way with him made it seem as if I enjoyed the abuse. It was that I didn’t even know what I was doing or why I was doing it anymore.

That was the sad truth. I used to wonder how some stayed with another who beat them sensely, until now. Now, I get it.

It’s not so easy…

Our tongues fought for dominance, I quickly forced to forfeit. When his lips left my own, it was to plant hungry kisses on my jaw and down my bare neck.

The heat building up in my core was all too familiar and I wanted him to take me the way that he once had all over again.

I want more…

As he trailed kisses down my neck, a deep growl emitted from the back of his throat. His fangs lightly brushed against my skin as one of his hands remained on my thigh while the other ran up my side.

“Erebus…” I released a shaky breath, his lips moving away from my neck and his gaze returning to meet my own.

Then, I saw it. I saw his eyes consumed in the threatening pitch-black color that told me that all that I was afraid of could still be very much possible.

I gulped. “Erebus..?” My voice shook.

When he parted his lips, his fangs elongated, and before I could mutter a sound, he took a fist full of my hair and pulled my head back. My neck being fully exposed to him, there was nothing to stop him from digging his fangs into me, a sharp pain shooting through the side of my neck.

My senses went into a state of shock.

Did he just...bite me?

I wasn’t allowed even the satisfaction of screaming as the hold he hand on my hair vanished and his now unoccupied hand pressed against my mouth. My screams were muffled, and the sound of him drinking my blood became so loud that the pounding in my head had become silent to my ears.

I found myself paralyzed, the hair in the back of my neck standing as a cold chill shot down my spine. Uncontrollable tears began to stream down my face as I attempted to cry out for help and found myself with a knot stuck in my throat.

Through the terror coursing through my body, I could feel a connection being created. One that truly bound me to him.

He marked me…

The second the realization of what he had done struck me, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my body was consumed in darkness.

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