The Tyrant's Pet

<strong>[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEEDED WITH CAUTION.]</strong>

"Choose me."

Abel froze, burying his forehead between Aries' exposed shoulder blades. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, clenching his teeth to push his fangs back into their original state.

"Don't leave, alright?" she panted, twisting her neck to face him. As soon as her eyes landed on the side of his face, he took a peek at her and smiled. His fangs were gone. Nothing was amiss… just right on time.

"Of course, darling," he replied before kissing her on the cheek, moving his hips once again. "How can I leave when you don't want me to?"

A subtle smile dominated her face before biting her lips as he cupped her breast. Abel picked up his pace until his hammering grew intense and merciless, satiating his bloodlust through intercourse.

"Ahh…!" a moan she painstakingly held in escaped her mouth, igniting his desire to hear more of it. So Abel thrust deeper, ripping the last fabric that was still covering her front. The ripping sound caressed her ears and shuddered when the inbound breeze groped her exposed front.

Still, she kept her teary eyes on him while he pushed himself away, only to hold her waist. A sudden dread crept up her spine at the sight of him. His eyes were burning like a beast—almost like they were glowing in the dark.

However, Aries didn't think much about it. She couldn't, because the next second, Abel squeezed her hips before he smacked her thigh with a pang.

"Turn around, darling," he ordered under his breath, and impatient as he was, Abel held her feet up to the side until she turned around, lying on her tummy.

"Wait, I–" she nearly choked on her own words when his weight blanketed over her, his chest against her back. He pinned her wrist as he thrust powerfully. His knees kept her feet together, making her flower close and tightened.

In this position, she was swallowing him whole while she could feel his entire mast. Aries's mouth opened, as he continued to go further deep, only to pull ever so slowly and pound into her even harder. He continued the cycle until she was writhing underneath him, only to pin his body against her to feel her vibration.

Sweats formed between their inflamed bodies as the sound of skin slapping resonated along with their moans and grunts. But neither wanted to stop. The harder he rammed her insides, the louder her moans were and calls for his name.

He was correct. It was his name she would be screaming the entire night, grabbing her neck to devour her lips, swallowing her sweet moans.

"Abel… I'm…" she winced and her voice grew muffled as he bit her lips once again.

"... for me…" those were the only words she could make from his sentence as he kept thrusting until she flinched and contracted around him. Her mouth fell open once again, clutching the sheet even tighter.

It didn't take long when Abel grunted loudly, biting her shoulder as he picked up his pace until hot liquids filled her insides. She could feel him jerk inside her while she took deep breaths, letting their love residues drip from her petals.

Unlike usual, Abel rested on her back, but still watched his weight so he wouldn't crush her. He breathed into her damped skin, making her shiver with his every breath. Noticing her flinch slightly, he breathed out heavily.

Aries tilted her head and raised her right shoulder on instinct. "Stop…" came out a soft complaint.

"Tickles?" he asked in a rasped voice, smirking while brushing the tip of her nose against her spine.

"Stop… haha…!" with Aries underneath him, she could only wiggle her body, chuckling while telling him to stop. He didn't listen to her for a good one minute before Abel finally got off of her, collapsing on her side as if he was so tired.

As he did, Aries rested her jaw on her arms, eyes on him. Her lips curled up, watching him catch up to his breathing while staring blankly at the ceiling before turning his head to look back at her.

"Darling, I'm growing older. You're the first person to make me catch up to my breathing," he complained, planting his palm on his chest that was moving up and down heavily.

"We're only ten years apart, and telling me I'm the first is not a compliment." She giggled while rolling her eyes. "You don't have to rub it on my face that you… had tasted every woman in the empire."

"Oh, darling... I am older than your ancestor." He smirked, rolling to his side, propping his temple against his knuckles. "And why is it not a compliment? Jealous? Then, hurt me just as much as I hurt you to call it even."

"Hmph." Aries rolled her eyes, paralyzed in her position. Her knees were still trembling and her entire body still felt his rough hand groping her.

"Don't worry, darling. I hadn't tasted all women in the empire." He raised a hand, tucking her hair behind her ear carefully. "If only I did, then Haimirich will become a place of only men. I only do one-night stand, after all."

She held her breath while listening to him, eyes dilating in horror. What did he mean by one-night stand? He didn't mean it was because they were all dead, right?

Abel simpered, seeing the horror in her eyes. "Scared?"

Aries blinked while studying his devious smirk. She would be lying if she said no, she wasn't. The dread that suddenly crept into her heart upon hearing his confession was too distinct to ignore.

"Will you ever kill me?" she inquired with quivering lips.

"No, of course not." He batted his eyes ever so tenderly, but the menacing glint that flickered across those relaxed eyes told her otherwise. "Unless you give me a reason. Then I have no choice but to drain your blood so you live in me forever."

Aries frowned while keeping her eyes on him. She had almost forgotten how unhinged he was. Sometimes, Abel would act smart and cunning to the point it made her grateful she wasn't his enemy. There were also days his lips only sang shallow tunes, he sounded foolish.

He kept changing, depending on his mood. But one fact that never changed. Abel was a sadistic killer, a tyrant, and downright crazy.

"I'm crazy," she muttered upon all the thoughts that suddenly crossed her mind, making him arched a brow. "Don't you think?"

"For fucking a monster? Well, surprise surprise, you–" he abruptly stopped when Aries corrected him.

"Not just fucking a monster, but bearing feelings with him." Her voice was soft and clear, eyelashes fluttering ever so tenderly, while his eyes slightly dilated. "But who cares? You're my beautiful monster."

There was a moment of silence between them before his eyes gradually darkened, caressing her back with his fingertips.

"Darling, stop making my heart flutter if you don't plan on marrying me," he crooned, moving his face closer while pushing her shoulder until she was lying on her back. "You have to take responsibility."

"You're so demanding," she chuckled before succumbing to his passionate kiss that led into another round of passion. This time, Abel had more patience as he kissed every part of her body, making the junction between her thigh drip with love juices.

It was another night where he didn't let her sleep until she begged him to rest. To her, it was just as simple as a night of passion, but for him, it was more and deeper than just two bodies entangling in the art of debauchery.

For Abel, it was a night that changed him… forever.

Was it for the good? Or bad? No one knew but him.

The only thing that was certain was that she, Aries, was his final nail in the coffin.