3 Chapter 2

This chapter contains some sexual content, if you are not up to go over this, please skip 😊 Have fun lovelies.  

Chapter 2- Rosabella P.O.V

Night has fallen, the time has moved rather quickly since my arrival. I took advantage of the warm shower to clean up, especially my wrists and my knee. I wrapped the towel around me as I wandered around the room trying to see if I could find clothes. There was a knock on my door, I looked over but the door didn't open. I guess whoever is on the other side is waiting for me to say something. 

"Who is it?" I ask.

"Antonia, miss Rose. Your Maiden." A faint voice with a southern accent said on the other side.

I tightly held the towel I have wrapped around me since I just got out of the shower. I opened the door and there stood Antonia a somewhat chubby petite redhead with an adorable freckled face. I gesture for her to come in and close the door. 

"Hi, nice to meet you... sorry, you just caught me right when I got out...of the-you know." I say apologizing for the informalities.

She smiles and waves her hand in dismissal. "It's alright, it's not like I haven't seen a few bare skins in my life." she chuckles. "But before I forget, your wrists please." She held out her hands to me.

She's right, how many times must she have seen a marked girl come and go. Obviously, Lord Gabriel must have slept with them the reason why she must have seen a lot of naked girls, what if she was once a marked girl herself? Othilia did say some stay to be a maiden. 

"I see you wondering how I fit into being a maiden huh?" She says as she walks to my bathroom. "I was a marked girl before, three years ago. Luckily, Lord Gabriel took a liking to me and asked me to stay as a Maiden." 

"Are there more of you-like you... I mean..." Ask sitting at the edge of the bed.

"I'd say there are five of us marked girls as maidens, seven as maids, three I'd say are Sacca di Sangue and eight have been freed and two live freely around," Antonia says closing the bathroom door and opening the closet door looking over the clothes that are hung up. 

"Sacca-what is that?" 

"Sounds fancy doesn't it?" She chuckles.  "Sacca di Sangue literally translates to blood bag in Italian. It's different in each house, depending on where the family originated from is the language their house works. For the Tellurians that's Italian, therefore most things here are in Italian." She pulls out a white long slim dress then hands it to me. 

"You'll be quite ravishing in white, it makes your brown eyes pop." 

Ravishing? That's right, Lord Gabriel is to be feeding on me from now on. 

"Don't worry he will only take what he must no more nor less, he also won't want to fuck. You're only a means of food." She looks at me. "I say this so you don't let yourself be blinded by his kindness and mistake it as love. I've seen it happen and it's not pretty for the marked girls."

"I can't love anything that requires to kill to find enjoyment," I say.  

She sighs then hands me a lace bra with matching underwear. I look up at her. 

"Just cause he ain't gonna fuck yah doesn't mean he doesn't like a girl in sexy underwear." I giggle with her. 

"Once you see him, you'll see his body language and you'll be able to adjust your tone, mannerisms, and topic of conversations." 

In a matter of seconds, there was a loud knock on my door causing both Antonia and me to jolt. Othilia walks wearing a face of worry and rush.

"Rose you must go to Gabriel! He was attacked and has lost a lot of blood you must go!" 

I held the towel. "May I get dressed?" I shyly ask.

"You can hold the towel, it will only be you and him in the room. He doesn't like an audience when he feeds." Othilia held my hand and brought me close to her body. 

"Antonia please gather some food for Rose, she'll need something afterward and you are to wait for her return in the healing room." 

"Yes, my lady." 

"Hold on tight to me Rose, we have to get there fast, you might get dizzy but it'll wear off." I closed my eyes as I felt a sudden rush of cold air and suddenly my head began to spin. I clenched my grip on Othilia. Like the speed of sound, she let go of me and I opened my eyes, I saw the room spin for a second before I collected myself making sure to hold the towel in place. Although the room seemed dark some light shines from the fire coming from the fireplace. I held the towel tightly, then a deep groan called my attention to the bed where Cayden was and appeared to be trying to hold who I presume to be Lord Gabriel up. 

"I brought her," Othilia says causing Cayden to step away, now I could plainly see Lord Gabriel. 

His long hair was messy and some strands were falling on his face, my eyes traveled down his face to his bare chest where I could see there were bloody bullet wounds and claw marks on his ribs, forearms, and abdomen. His eyes glowed bright red as he gawked up at me, he's handsome, more handsome than the portrait.

"Leave us." He spoke rasped. Othilia and Cayden left without a second to go by. 

All that could be heard in the room are the crackle from the fire and my heart beating loudly against my chest cavity. 

"Come here, please." He says firmly. I couldn't move, I tried but I simply just watched him as he began to grow impatient with me.

"Too scared to move... for fuck sakes." He gets up from the bed still holding his bloody hand against his left side and walks up to me. He is now only inches away from me that I could smell his clean cologne with the scent of sweat and blood. He had leaned down a bit causing his dark locks to fall onto his face.

"If you don't want to, I can ask someone else." As he tried to walk past me, but my body moved before I could think. 

 I had taken hold of his forearm and pulled him back to me. I dared look into his vampire's eyes and gave a brave smile despite the fear coursing through me. He only watched my eyes widen but his face wore no expression. As I looked up at him bravely my head began to flash bits of memories.

"I'm ready." my voice shook. "I'm ready, Lord Gabriel." I tilted my neck and moved my damped hair from his way. 

It took a minute for Lord Gabriel to take my word and feed off of me. Surprisingly his hands weren't cold to the touch like we are told, his right hand held the back of my neck while his left held my body close to him. I held tightly to the towel as I awaited the unforgiving pain of a vampire's fangs. Body trembling, legs starting to become heavy, memories of Dale rushes through my head. My eyes water while the feeling of betrayal becomes too overwhelming for me but I was snapped back to reality. Lord Gabriel plants his warm lips between the nape of my neck and collar bone as if he's gifting me a soft warm kiss. After a moment of silence, I heard his fangs pierce my skin before I felt it.  Adrenaline rushed through my veins making my body feel warm, my legs began to quake as the sensation of ecstasy rushed from my breasts to my stomach traveling down to my labia. A loud sensual moan escaped me as I squirm by the intense pleasure my body is feeling but have never felt this level of intense pleasure before. His soft-grip became stronger as he pulled me up and draped me over his bed, never pulling away from me. In the midst of intense pleasure I hug him pulling him closer to me, he moans and presses his groin against me, and in a blink of an eye, he pulls away and standing at the other end of the room panting, the back of his hand over his mouth, his bright red eyes wide as he takes my view in. 

I sat up slowly, panting, and quizzes. Without noticing my hand was putting pressure over the open wound as I watched him. My heart pounding against my chest, legs too heavy to pull myself up from bed, my labia throbbing.

"Your towel." Lord Gabriel Appears in front of me and gives me back the towel I must have dropped. 

I blush at the thought of me being fully naked before a predator. I attempted to stand so I could wrap the towel but my vision became very blurry causing me to crash back down to his bed. 

"Very brave of you to offer yourself like that only after being so scared at first glance." 

Lord Gabriel took the towel and in a gentle manner, he put his right hand over my breast pushing me lightly down while his left sways his blankets up. Puzzled I just do as he is directing me with no questions. I slip my leg under the soft cool silk blanket and stared up at him. I gasped in shock when I noticed his wounds had vanished only leaving his dried-up blood behind. He followed my eyes down to his chest and slowly gave me a small grin. 

"You're blood does wonders... I'm surprised I was able to be healed so quickly by it." He got up. "You can rest up here, you lost a lot of blood fast without your body being prepared. It'll take a while before you get used to being fed off of." He turns to me. 

"Thank you." 

I nod.

"You are the first marked girl to offer yourself up like that, now, don't let that go into your head." 

"I promise it won't." I snap. He walks into his bathroom and closes the door. 

I can't believe I was just fed upon... Dale...

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