The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 116. Cranky

Chapter 116: 116. Cranky

Mauve gripped the hem of her dress as she descended the stairs. The dining hall was normal again, Damon was back, all the guests were gone and Erick was his usual annoying self.

As soon as the last meal was over, she had rushed to the rooftop and had ended up watching the sunrise. It was beautiful. She had watered the plants and made sure not to get anything on her dress, she was now making her way back to her room.

She intended to ask for a chair, if there had been one she would have stayed up longer but being on her feet for too long hurt and there was no way she would have sat on any of the stones there with her dress.

She went past the library and made a mental note to check it when she woke up. It has been a while since she went in there. She headed down the last set of stairs and soon came to the door of her room.

She looked to Jael’s room, wondering if he was already in his room or if he was still busy with work. She still had time before he would climb into her bed as usual. She needed to change for bed.

Since she had already taken her bath before the last meal, she had told Mill that she would take care of herself after. Mill had immediately given in and told her to ask for help if she needed any.

It was just to change out of her dress, it couldn’t be that hard considering there were no ropes she couldn’t reach on this dress, she shouldn’t have any problems.

Mauve stretched out her hand to turn the knob, she opened the door and walked inside, closing it behind her. She looked forward and immediately saw a figure sitting on her bed, the dimly lit room gave the figure an ominous aura. She yelped in fright.

"Where did you go?" Jael asked.

"Jael!" She yelled and brought her hands to her chest as she tried to calm herself down. "Don’t scare me like that."

He slowly stood to his feet, "I said where did you go?" He took a step forward.

Mauve froze and her hands dropped to her side. She wasn’t scared, more like shocked. It had been a while since he used that tone on her.

"The garden. I watched the sunrise." She said as casually as she could muster.

"Really? For that long?"

"I may have watered some plants." Mauve frowned, just how long has he been waiting?

He closed the distance, she was pinned against the wall and his hard body. His eyes glowed as he looked down at her and Mauve cursed her body’s response.

She should be running but here she was waiting for him to kiss her. She pressed her body against his, feeling his erection against her stomach. Mauve heard a low growl from him.

He swore and bent forward, lifting her chin as he crushed her lips with his. His other hand didn’t hesitate, it immediately moved to her chest and he cupped it.

Mauve groaned into his mouth and he pressed him against her, pushing her back to the door. He squeezed ever so slightly and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Mauve heard a ripping sound and before she could protest, his cold palm touched her open chest and her knees buckled. He didn’t stop there, he held the tip between two fingers and squeezed.

Mauve’s loud gasp echoed in the room. One hand moved to her back and held her as the other teases her. Mauve felt her skin tingle and her legs grew weak with every touch.

He broke the kiss and helped her out of her dress, the earlier rip made it easy to slip out. He pulled down her underwear without hesitation and spun her.

Mauve gasped at the sudden movement, she planted her palms against the door for support and her upper body leaned against it. He opened her legs and pushed in. Mauve swore at the intrusion. Her walls spread apart to accommodate his hugeness. She was lubricated enough for it not to hurt.

He began to move and Mauve’s already weak legs buckled some more. He held her waist, while she stood on her tippy toes.

Mauve felt her legs buckle some more and she knew she was close. She moaned and twirled her waist as she rode the wave. Her walls contracted and she exploded.

Her knees failed but Jael caught her before she fell. He slipped out of her and spun her around so he was facing him. He gently pushed into her again giving her time to adjust to him as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

She tightened her legs and most of him pushed into her, Mauve threw her head back as a loud escaped her lips, just as Jael cursed into her neck.

He started slowly and gently moving her up and down against him and then his movements became frantic, urgent. Mauve legs tightened some more and he bit her neck.

Mauve felt her entire body vibrate. He drank from her as he moved and invaded her insides. He pulled out and thrust in, in the same breath. Mauve dug her nails deeper into his back.

He pulled out his fangs and she bit his neck to stop herself from screaming out in pleasure. She felt him vibrate against her, cursing into her ears and he released into her.

Mauve relaxed her hold on him. She didn’t have any strength to hold on. If he let go of her, she was going to fall to the ground without resistance. She couldn’t even make a fist if they paid her.

Jael dropped to the ground and held her in his arms. He moved the air out of her face and peered at her. All she could see was his bright blue eyes.

"Are you hurt?" He sounded concerned.

She shook her head.

"I see," he looked relieved and he held her to his body.

"Good to see you’re less cranky." She said without thinking.

Jael jerked his head in her direction, "I wasn’t cranky." He said grumpily.

"Really?" She smirked.

"Really." He replied and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Did something happen?" She asked, her tone serious.

"No," he replied stiffly.

"Okay," she mumbled.

"Can you walk?" He asked.

"I rather not," she mumbled against his chest.

He stood to his feet and walked to the bed, where he laid her on it. He cleaned her and himself before he joined her on the bed.

"Where are you going?" He asked as she tried to get out of bed.

"My nightdress." She mumbled.

"Don’t worry about it, unless you want it ripped."

Her eyes widened, "You wouldn’t."

"Want to put it to a test?" He smirked at her.

"No, thank you." She said and rested her head on his chest. She drew invisible lines on his chest as her mind churned.

"What is it?" He suddenly said.

"What?" She asked, raising her head to look at him.

"I can tell you want to ask me something. Out with it." He ordered.

Mauve reddened, "It’s not exactly a question. I was just curious about your relationship with Lord Kieran."

"I told you, he is a friend."

"I know but when did you guys meet? How long have you been friends?" She asked.

"Hmm, a while. Almost a century, I’ll say."

Mauve sat up immediately, "A century isn’t a while."

"Almost Mauve, almost a century."

She glared at him. "I am glad you have a friend that has been around for that long."

"Don’t make it sound like I am a sad soul with no friends. What about you? Do you have any friends that you’ve known long enough?"

She looked away and lay on his chest, "Yes," she mumbled. "They must miss me."

"I see." His voice sounded low.

Mauve went quiet, she didn’t have the heart to continue the conversation. Not after lying about having any friends but there was no way she could tell him she was a miserable illegitimate princess and was hidden most of her life.

Her interaction with people was limited and the closest relationship she had that could be called a friendship was with a maid. Telling him she didn’t have any friends would mean she would have to tell him he had gotten a pretend princess.

What would he do when he found out? He would probably not be too happy about it. Her father had wanted nothing to do with her and if her mother wasn’t dying at the time, she would have probably grown up without ever knowing who her father was.

If her own father and siblings could treat her in such a manner, she did not expect less from anybody else. She knew better than to let the truth out, she didn’t want to lose what she had here, it was certainly better than back home.