His To Own

Chapter Seven- Irritated With A Hint Of Embarrassment

I had to admit, I was jealous of Karla. We had not been in the house over 24 hours and she already f****d him. I could not tell her that I had not f****d Kain, that was too embarrassing for me to share. We were so exhausted that we crashed. If it was not for the maid banging on my bedroom door, I would have forgotten to make Kain breakfast.

            “Get up!” She shouted at me.

            I got up from the bed, trying not to wake Karla up. I walked into Kain’s room and looked at the clock that was sitting on his nightstand. 8am, the clock read. I sighed as I walked to his dresser to find a regular white tee to throw on along with a pair of his sweats. I headed to his bathroom and took a quick shower. I used his towel to dry off and then I threw the clothes I had found in his room, on. I hung the towel back up and rushed out the room, down the long flight of stairs.

            “What do I make him?” I asked myself as I entered the kitchen.

            I looked in his pantry and saw that he had pancake mix, so I decided to make a very fulfilling breakfast for him. Plus, he did not tell me what to make, anyways. While I got the ingredients out and the stuff to cook the ingredients in, I heard Karla come downstairs into the kitchen. I turned to her before I did what I needed to do.

            “So, did you Kain do anything?” She asked me out of the blue.

            As much as I wanted to lie to her, I could not do it. She was the closest thing to a friend that I had at the moment. While I mixed the pancake mix, eggs and water together, I let out a deep sigh.

            “No.” I told her.

            “Wait, you didn’t get marked?” She asked, confused.

            “I did.”

            When I glanced her way, her eyebrow raised up at me.

            “Then, what do you mean he didn’t have s*x? That s**t is very intimate for a vampire.”

            “Girl, we didn’t f**k. He marked me and I wanted him to do me so bad, but he made a rule that we would not have sex.”

            She chuckled, shaking her head at the whole conversation. I rolled my eyes and went back to cooking.

            “Are you hungry?” I asked her.

            “No thanks, honey.” She said. “Go ahead a feed your ‘pure’ daddy.”

            I squinted my eyes at her before I placed my focus back on the food.

**

            Pancakes, eggs, sausage, three stripes of bacon, hash browns and a glass of blood was ready for Kain. As soon as I placed the plate and blood-filled cup on the counter, the front door opened up. Kain and Kieran walked in and Karla hopped up, immediately to greet her man.

            “You ready?” Kieran asked her.

            “Yes.” She said before she turned to me. “Bye, babes.”

            I waved and watched the two walk out of Kain’s house. Kain shut the door and locked it before he walked over to the table and took a seat.

            “After I finish, we’re going shopping, okay?” He asked me.

            “Yes, sir.” I said, looking down at the ground.

            “You can look at me.”

            I lifted my eyes at him and his eyes locked with mines, sending a chill down my spine. I could not understand why he made me feel nervous. The maid came into the kitchen and rolled her eyes at me before she directed her attention to Kain.

            “Everything’s done, Master.” She said to him with a flirtatious smile.

            “Thanks, Yvette,” He said. “You can leave now, hon.”

            She bowed to him before she switched her hips out of the kitchen. I looked at her him and shook my head. I knew she was going to be a problem for me.

            “What?” He asked as he continued to eat.

            “Nothing.” I told him as I began to wash the dishes that I had used.

             I heard the kitchen chair scoot on the tile floor and when I turned around, he was right behind me. He pressed his mouth against my ear and his warm breath tickled the small hairs on my neck.

            “If I ask you a question, you better be truthful.” He warned me. “I can’t stand a f*****g liar.”

            I nodded again, but when I did, his hand wrapped around my neck. I gasped and he moved his head to where we were both looking at each other.

            “Nod again.” He threatened me.

            I did not do anything; I stood there, blinking at him. He removed his hand from my neck and quivering breath left my mouth.

            “Now, what’s wrong with you?” He asked me.

            “I’m scared to ask.” I told him, looking away.

            He stood there, his body pressed against mines. His eyes never left mines and I was trying my hardest to avoid them because he was making me nervous to even ask the question. However, I did want to know. The way the maid was acting towards me felt like she was jealous that I was around.

            “Did...” I began. “Did you and your maid have something before I came here? She’s been mugging me ever since you left.”

            He smirked before he kissed the top of my forehead and walked off. I guess, I got my answer. No wonder she’s been eyeing me all damn day.

            “That’s something you don’t need to worry your pretty little self about.” He said, grabbing his keys out of his pocket. “Let’s head out.”

            I looked at the table and saw his empty plate on the table. I rushed to it and picked it up before placing the dish in the sink, so I could wash it. Once I was done and I placed the dish up, I headed out of the kitchen. The maid came down with her bag and she walked past me with annoyance. I did not know how long this s**t was going to continue. At least she was able to f**k him whenever she wanted to. I looked around the house, trying to find Kain until I heard the roar of his engine. I rushed out the house and ran to his car, barefooted. I hopped in the passenger side and he flicked my forehead.

            “Stop.” I whined.

            “Where your f*****g shoes?” He asked me.

            “I don’t have any… Remember?”

            He turned the car off and looked at me.

            “Where are those heels you had on last night?”

            I sighed.

            “They’re in the house.”

            He reached over me and opened the passenger side door. I looked out the door to back at him.

            “Go put those shoes on.” He demanded in a calm tone.

            “But, it doesn’t go with this.” I whined. “Plus, they hurt my feet.”

            He sighed, tilting his head and cracking his neck.

            “Put everything that you had on yesterday, back on.” He said.

            His eyes glowed with agitation. I sighed and got out of the car. He was a f*****g asshole and I hated him. I walked back into the house and did exactly what he told me to do. I put everything back on that I wore at the auction before I came back out to the car. I was so embarrassed. He did not know how this made me feel. I hopped back in the car and slammed the door. I ignored his glare and I turned my attention to the window. He started the car back up and pulled away from the house.

            “What’s wrong with you?”  He asked me.

            I ignored him and he slapped his hand onto my thigh. I hissed from the burning he caused on my skin. I looked down at my thigh and I could already see a red mark forming. I glared at him and he looked at me with a smirk.

            “Answer me. He said, turning his eyes back to the road.

            “This is embarrassing.” I told him. “You got me going to the store with you dressed in lingerie!”

            He chuckled as he busted a right turn onto the freeway. He turned the radio on in the car and rock music played through his speakers. He just did not give a f**k. Kain was such a f*****g asshole and I could not stand him. This s**t right here that he had me to do, took the f*****g cake. I have never walked into a store with nothing but a bra and underwear set. It felt like he was trying to make me suffer. And he succeeded.

            I rested my head against the window and turned my eyes to him. He liked his lips before he turned his attention to me. I rolled my eyes at him, but they never left him. My eyes were glued to him during the whole trip. He turned the music down and put his arm around the headrest of my seat.

            “What?” He asked me.

            “I can’t look at you?” I asked him.

            He nodded his head at me and continued to focus on the road. It wasn’t long before he pulled off the freeway when he was close to his destination. I looked out the window and saw the strip, the most popular place in Las Vegas. I gasped and turned to him. When the side of his lips curled into a smile, it was indeed, intentional.

            “Why?” He asked me.

            “A lot of people do s**t on the strip of Sin City.” He explained. “So, you should be able to walk with pride and less embarrassment.”

            I stared at him in disbelief. Why? What the f**k? This was so embarrassing to me and I was never the one to flaunt my body to everybody. He pulled up to a parking lot where you had to pay for and paid the guy at the cash register before he pulled in to look for a spot. Of course, he ended up finding a spot in the back, which sucked ass because I was trying to limit the time I had in these damn heels. He turned the car off and reached over to achieve something in his glove compartment. He pulled out a box and opened it up. In the box was a black collar that had the word ‘Slave’ on it and it had a leash connected to it. He pulled it out and showed it to me.

            “No.” I told him. “I’m not wearing that.”

            “Love, you have no choice.” He said.

            I scooted towards the door, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

            “You’re complicating s**t. Stop f*****g playing with me.”

            I knew I was pissing him off, but I was not sure I was ready for his punishments. So, I raised my chin up and he clamped the collar onto my neck. He moved away from me and checked the collar that he just placed around my neck. He held the leash in his hand, which allowed him to pull me forward.

            “Now,” He said. “Be a good little slave and I will maybe reward you when we get home.”