LOST WITHOUT YOU 𖤐 FIRE GHOUL

𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖎 | 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔵𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

Dew never felt anxious throughout his lifetime, which was excruciatingly long, but something was eating away at him. His mate had never been late longer than ten minutes but this was now about an hour. There was also no indication that morning that she was upset at him especially after he had fucked her senseless multiple times. He was sure he'd been very considerate of her needs but this was extremely new for him.

Never did he have any attachments with past clergy members since being summoned by Papa Emeritus III. If the other person started to become a little clingy then Dew avoided them at all costs. He could've done that with Dahlia as well but it was harder with mates. Ghouls were feral around their mates in the beginning in order to bond with them. In cases of rejection, ghouls grew weaker until succumbing to certain death.

He shook off the thought quickly. Dahlia hadn't shown any indication of rejecting him even with the looming marriage over her head. She was good which wasn't something he wouldn't even bothered himself with before. As much as he'd been pushing it aside due to fear, Dew was certain he thought he might've loved the little human.

It made sense with how his tail was frantically waving behind him after entering Cardinal Copia's corridor. It was terrifyingly silent that you could've heard a pin drop if you were a human. However the fire ghoul could pick up on the faint sniffling coming from further down the hall leading to Dahlia's room. Dew quickened his pace to reach the door before knocking gently in case Copia would've been alerted.

The door creaked open showing the trembling human red faced and tears streaming down her cheeks. He peeked down the corridor in case of watchers before slipping through the door. Locking the door, Dew motioned to pull Dahlia into his arms but the woman took a shaky step back.

"You shouldn't be here, Dew." Her eyes starred at the floor, fingers toying with the end of her dress. Admittedly, he was hit with all her emotions at once. Terrified, heart broken and fear but that didn't seem to be towards him.

"You were late, babygirl." Dew felt his tail dip lower as the tears continued falling from her eyes. She kept talking small steps back each time he reached to comfort her until she bumped into the couch with a small yelp.

"You need to leave, please. She might see you and then-" It was hard to understand her through the tears and her voice cracking every other word. Dew could only pick up something to do with seeing him and having to leave. It didn't take a genius to realize the Imperator had figured it all out. His attention wavering from the way his mate's heart was breaking to the bright red on one side of her face.

"Did she touch you?" Dew was furious as he reached out to gently hold the sides of her face. This time Dahlia didn't flinch or try to back away but instead leaned into his touch. In the time of hiding away, she knew it would be extremely hard to convince Dew to stay away. There wasn't really much she could do or hiding away in the abbey when he could easily sense her.

"I don't know what to do, cuore mio." Dahlia cried softly as Dew rested his forehead against hers, holding the back of her neck gently. Marrying the Cardinal wouldn't seem so harsh to many in the abbey but it was hard to give your heart away when it was already taken.

"Tell me everything, kitten." Dew guided his mate to rest on the couch keeping her close in case she tried to run off like before. It took quite some time for her to explain the entire ordeal with how broken her voice was after crying for so long.

He could now better understand the obvious fear she had after hearing the threats made against their lives. But he knew the Imperator's attempt at assuring his safety if Dahlia kept him away meant nothing. Dew was handed his sentence to death either way. Did the Imperator really assume he'd allow her to just cut ties and marry the Cardinal? The woman must've not been as smart as he imagined. Cunning? Yes but obviously didn't understand the extent of how ghouls were with their mates.

"I won't allow you to marry the Cardinal. You're mine, do I need to remind you of that kitten?" Dew tilted her chin up with the tip of his claws. There was something so addicting to him when her eyes would widened and pouty lips would part. Dahlia bit softly at her bottom lip before nodding at him.

Dahlia had been doomed from the start when meeting him. Just the way he ran his hands down her body was addictive. She moved onto his lap to straddle his hips, Dew's eyes drinking her in before pulling her mouth to his.

"Tell me what you want, babygirl." Dew ran the tips of his claws down her thighs. She had begun to wear more skirts which was a benefit when he had her bent over the pews last week. The pad of his finger running down the drenched lace of her underwear before sliding them to the side.

"I want you to use me." She whimpered as he began to rub in circles against her clit. The heat in the room growing intense enough for Dahlia to remove the turtleneck and toss it aside. She could feel his fangs scrap against the now healed mark and moaned at the feeling of one of his fingers slipping inside her.

Her moans becoming louder as he curled his finger and continued in a steady pace. Her arousal dripping and coating his fingers making the fire ghoul moan. His mate becoming a whimpering mess rolling her hips against his hand chasing her orgasm. The woman whining out a no when feeling his fingers slip out of her.

"I want you to cum on my cock, pet. Think you can do that?" Dew unzipped his pants and freed his dick, spreading the precum with his thumb before lining up with her entrance. His mate frantically bobbing her head and the desire clear in her eyes.

Dew rested his forehead against hers watching her eyes roll back as he entered her. Each time, he could've sworn was better than the last and wasn't sure how he found release with others before. He loved how she took his cock perfectly, how she would beg for him to fuck her harder and it was the only person he'd ever obey.

"Fuck, it feels so good." Dahlia moaned as he laid her down against the couch relentlessly pounding into her. Dew moving her leg to rest against his shoulder to get even deeper in his little human. His finger sliding against her tongue before she began sucking and biting trying to avoid his claw from drawing too much blood.

"Tell me who you belong to you..." Dew hissed as his mate tightened around his cock. She kissed the pad of his fingers while looking up at him through her lashes.

"You, I belong only to you." Dahlia could stare at her ghoul for a lifetime if she could. The look on his face when he was pounding into her could've sent her over the edge every time. Dew was absolutely breathtaking to look at and half the time it was shocking that he was actually hers.

"Is my pretty little pet going to cum on my cock?' He ran the tips of his claws down the length of her body. She rolled her hips meeting his thrusts as he started rubbing circles against her clit.  Fuck, Dahlia would've allowed him to break her apart and put her back together if he wanted to. 

"I want to cum with you." She begged while reaching out to bring him any closer. Dew smirked before wrapping her legs around his hips to lean against her body. His fangs nipping at her bottom lip, the blood lapped up by him before meeting her lips. Dahlia could taste the metallic from her blood and moaned softly. 

"You're mine, babygirl. Nobody is ever allowed to touch you again." His thumb pushed against the bite spreading the blood against her lips. She always looked so perfect to him but absolutely fragile to the world around her. Dew would keep her protected against Sister Imperator even if it meant execution, she needed him now. 

translations:

cuore mio - my heart

usami - use me