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Chapter 12

Jake laid awake on his bed, refusing to open his eyes to begin another pain filled day. The events of the previous day hung heavily in his mind. Why couldn't his submissive hate him? Everybody else did. Seth was the person with the most reason to wish him a slow painful death, but instead he comforted and understood him. Even though his slave didn't speak much, every time he opened his mouth his words of wisdom shook Jacob to his core.

Even after sleeping a full night he was still exhausted. The nightmares had been unforgiving and relentless, maybe it was a way for fate to make him pay for all the repulsive things he had done. He had devoted his life to torturing all those that reminded him of his own weakness and that in return had made his life a living hell. Every day he hated himself even more and questioned why he was kept on this earth. The only person who showed him compassion was only repaid with pain and abuse; that had to be an all-time low, even for him.

The fact that aside from his submissive's scent there was no other smell in the room caught Jake's attention. Usually the moment he opened his eyes the aroma of breakfast had permeated all over the room. Additionally he couldn't hear the shower; unless he had overslept and Seth was already done there was something out of the ordinary going on. Jacob liked his routines; it was one of the things that kept him sane, knowing what to expect and when to expect it took uncertainty away from the equation.

Jacob propped himself on one elbow to look in Seth's direction. Seth knelt on his usual spot having noticed the change in his master's breathing pattern when he awoke. "Why are you still there? And more importantly, where is my breakfast?" Asked Jacob letting out a huff of breath.

"Edward didn't come in the room yet, I'm still chained to the wall master." Explained Seth, his voice loud enough so his master would hear him, but low enough so it wouldn't be considered disrespectful.

"What time is it?"

"It's almost ten in the morning master" Jacob sucked in a breath as he climbed off the bed to undo Seth's chain. Taking the key that hung around his neck which coincidentally was the only item on his body, he reached the lock in Seth's collar to unlock it. While doing this his arm grazed Seth's shoulder sending a wave of what could only be described as pleasurable electricity that reached all the way to his heart. His eyes searched for Seth's only to face the downcast face of his submissive as he humbly kept his gaze on the floor.

"Damn it I wasted the whole morning. There is no time for you to shower now. Hurry up and go to the bathroom, I need to get something to eat." Seth scampered to the bathroom where he took care of the basics before walking back to the room.

The pair walked silently to the kitchen, the hallways eerily quiet for that time of the day. As they walked in they were taken aback by the huge disgusting mess. There was a pile of dirty dishes in the sink that overflowed to the counter beside it. Dirty pots and pans covered every single burner on the six burner stove. "Fuck! I swear I'm surrounded by pigs not wolves. Seth, start cleaning this mess while I make something to eat."

Jacob pushed aside plates and cups that were scattered all over the counters and began cracking the eggs he had just taken out of the refrigerator. Soon enough he realized he was totally hopeless when it came to cooking, unable to even crack an egg without making it explode like a firecracker. Hearing his master's never ending swearing session Seth took a sideways glance to observe as Jacob fruitlessly tried to figure out the simple task of cracking an egg. Taking pity on his master Seth moved toward him and stood silently beside him.

Seth was tickled pink watching the almighty alpha crash and burn with something so simple. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from laughing. Unfortunately this didn't go unnoticed by the unstable wolf beside him "What are you looking at? You think this is funny?" he said pointing at the splatter around the bowl.

"It's not funny master" Answered Seth with a barely contained smile. It was Jacob's turn to make an effort not to smile; his sub's innocence was evident in everything he did. He was a simple individual without any false pretenses. There were so many things about his submissive that Jacob found fascinating, like his ability to smile even under the dire circumstances that surrounded his daily life. The dominant didn't know that if the roles were reversed if he would be as strong as Seth was.

"If you like I can cook for you." Seth offered from the goodness of his heart without innuendo or brownnosing.

"So you think you can do better than me? I should find this offensive; that a dog believes he is superior to me in something is both laughable and ridiculous. I'll humor you, if you prepare a breakfast up to my standards I'll reward you with, mmmm let me think. I know, you can eat half of everything you make. If the food is beyond my expectations you will have an extra reward. But if the food tastes like shit, you'll go hungry and be sure as the day is long that you will be punished." Seth took Jacob's place, cracking the eggs, showing his experience by using only one hand and in no time he had the food cooking. He was afraid about the nature of the extra reward but was determined to make his master a bitchin' breakfast. Jacob sat on one of the stools and observed each one of Seth's movements. The submissive felt his master's uncomfortable stare as he worked. To Jacob it was fascinating to observe Seth's fluid movements, his petite form effortlessly going from one task to the other.

Soon enough Seth presented his master with a feast worthy of a king. Jacob brought the first spoonful of food to his mouth and tasted what could only be described as a little piece of heaven. He had never tasted eggs cooked that way with tomatoes, ham, onions and tomato sauce. Something in the flavor reminded him of his submissive or maybe it was because he knew Seth had cooked them. The rest of the breakfast consisted or breakfast potatoes and waffles with blueberry jam. The submissive felt proud that he had been able to satisfy his master somewhere outside of the bedroom, he shouldn't care but he did. As promised, Seth was told to get half of everything he made but he only took a small portion being used to eating very little. Jacob noticed but did not bother to say anything, Seth was given the option; it was his problem if he didn't take advantage of it. The submissive sat on the floor beside his master to enjoy brunch.

As on cue Billy came in the kitchen eyeing his son sardonically. "Where did all this food come from?" Billy was just making conversation, he knew the only way would've been by Seth making it seeing as his son was useless in the kitchen.

"He cooked it." Said Jacob pointing at Seth "There is plenty, want some?"

"Don't mind if I do"

"Dog, get my father a plate." Seth jumped to his feet moving quickly towards the cupboards to search for a clean plate. There were not many clean plates left and the sink was overflowing with dishes. He would need to get to them as soon as possible.

Billy filled his plate and was pleasantly surprised by the taste. "This is pretty good."

"I know, dad when is Edward coming back?" Asked Jacob not worried for the cook's whereabouts but for his next meal.

"I have no idea, I tried to convince him yesterday but he was pretty pissed off and left anyway." Seth stiffened in his spot on the floor. One of his only friends and protectors had left; he wondered what was the reason behind such rash decision as far as he knew Edward was happy living at the Black's. "Son, if you apologized we could solve this and have him back for dinner."

"Pfft no way, he is a dick who got what was coming to him. He had no right to meddle in my business." Scoffed Jacob.

"Son, he was not the only dick here yesterday. You acted like the arrogant, selfish and manipulative asshole you are." Seth had to hold back the growl that started to brew in his chest. He didn't remember ever reacting in such a way, not even when the insults were directed at him. But hearing Billy throw a litany of insults at his master rubbed him the wrong way.

"Gee dad, don't hold back. Tell me how you really feel." Jacob tried to hide his hurt behind a veil of sarcasm while looking at his father defiantly.

"Jake you know how I feel, I just wished that you would be my son again, not this stranger who lives under my roof. Anyway since you made your mind about being an ass wipe I can very well do the same." Billy moved to the side to look at Seth who sat partially hidden by his master's massive form. "Seth, unless you hear otherwise you will be the cook, there are two servants that come to do the dishes and gather supplies but you will remain here and make our three meals."

Jacob's expression was one of surprise and rage; he looked at his father with nothing but disdain. "No, he is my submissive, his place is with me." He stated calmly.

"Jake I'm getting tired of repeating myself. I bought him, his papers are under my name, his last name was changed to Black because of me, not you. Get it in your fucking thick head, what I say goes and I'm ordering him to remain in the kitchen and only go to your bedroom at night."

"Father." Billy knew he got under his son's skin since the only times he called him father was when he was livid. "Do you think it will be safe for him to be in this kitchen all day with the amount of dominants that come in here? There won't be any cooking getting done, he will be bent over this table and fucked by every single wolf."

"And how is that any different from being with you, son?"

"I'm only one; at any given time there are three to five wolves in this kitchen. They could kill him."

"Give him some credit if he has survived living with you for four months, he is stronger than he appears. I'm not discussing this any further, comply or just as easy I can take that document and override your signature." That said Billy stood up and exited the kitchen, leaving his son fuming in his seat angry at being treated unfairly and honestly worried for his submissive's well-being.

Before leaving the kitchen Jacob ordered Seth to stay put and do his job, forbidding him from going back to the room until he came to get him. Seth welcomed the most needed change of pace. He had no idea when he would tend to his duties in his master's bedroom but decided to enjoy the break. What was perplexing was the fact that every wolf that came in the kitchen gave him wide berth, not even one of them bothering him the least bit. What was odd and unnecessary were his master's constants visits to the kitchen to check on him. There was something seriously wrong with that wolf if he couldn't realize that if his submissive didn't escape when he had the chance, why he would even try it with a house full of people?

He busily worked the rest of the morning well into the afternoon. The day was passing really fast with Seth keeping himself more than busy making bread and cookies, even a cake. Two servants had come in to do the dishes and clean the mess left by God only knew who. He was preparing the second batch of cake when his master walked in to again check on him. "What are you making?" Asked the master.

Seth paused beating the contents of the bowl, setting the container on the counter. "A cake master, there is no dessert."

"Damn it Seth stick with the basics! Are you doing this on purpose to stay here instead of in the bedroom where you belong?"

"Not at all master, hum…" Seth hesitated before continuing. "I know you like cake and decided to make one."

Jacob smirked thoroughly amused with his submissive's behavior and willingness to please him. "So this cake is for me?" For reasons beyond Jacob's comprehension Seth took it upon himself to make up for his absence. His submissive was as kind as he was sweet.

"Yes master" Answered Seth shyly and embarrassed. Jake looked at the buttery mixture and licked his lips wondering how it tasted. Grabbing Seth's hand he dipped one of the submissive's fingers in the batter and brought it to his lips, sucking greedily the sugary goodness.

Seth followed the path from the bowl to his master's full lips feeling the breath get caught in his throat when his master's pink tongue peeked out and his finger was engulfed in the moist warmth of his master's mouth. He could feel his master's breath against his skin. His soft lips against his finger as his moist tongue swirled around his digit. Jacob moaned against Seth's finger while looking at his submissive through his eyelashes.

"Tastes good master?" Asked Seth, Jacob nodded, then stuck his own finger in the batter and coated it liberally. He offered it to his slave who hesitatingly licked it creating a batter free line.

"You can do better than that Seth, I know for a fact how good you are at sucking." Jacob had an infernal smirk adorning his face and mischief danced in his brown eyes. Seth slowly sucked his master's finger into his mouth. His tongue twirled around the digit, Jacob's eyes glazing over as he watched Seth's able mouth at work.

Jacob moved so that he pressed Seth into the counter while rubbing his very evident hard-on on his submissive. The master brushed his lips against Seth's neck making him emit a small whimper. Jacob rubbed Seth's hip with one hand while the other held him by the back of the neck and his lips tasted the skin of the slave. Never before he had bothered to do anything except derive pleasure from his submissives but he soon realized that giving Seth pleasure and hearing his mewls and hushed moans had an effect even stronger that any amount of sex. Jacob felt his own cock twitch fantasizing about hearing Seth gasp and small cries leave his mouth.

Jacob pulled back from his submissive after hearing his father's voice coming down the hallway. He had no intention of being chastised by his father for using his slave any way he saw fit. The master sat on one of the stools, unable to walk due to his very notable erection. When his father entered the kitchen he frowned looking at the pair. He had sensed the scent of their arousal and was sure his son had been molesting his slave. Not even willing to share the space with his son he turned around and exited the kitchen.

After dinner Seth was escorted by Jacob to the bedroom where he was ordered to shower and ready himself to serve his master. Jacob could barely wait while Seth showered and started stroking himself in anticipation. Seth didn't even bother getting dressed and was taken by his master who before he could settle on the bed was buried deep inside him.

As days passed Jacob grew increasingly irritated, his father showed no sign of budging in his decree. According to Jacob, Billy was being unreasonable because of his insistence on his son apologizing to Edward. Seth was caught in the middle of all the drama taking place between the three alphas, the submissive feared the moment when it would catch up with him and he would invariably pay for something he had no control over. He was already feeling the wrath of his master who used every opportunity to make unreasonable demands and harsh comments about everything that his slave did.

"Hey buddy!" Greeted Quil, Seth smiled at his friend who took a seat without coming too close to the submissive. "I go away for a few days and come back to find that all hell broke loose in my absence. I was already briefed on what you did; man you're full of surprises, aren't you? That shit between Jacob and Ed was intense. They have never been the best of friends but they were not enemies either, I guess everybody gets fed up at some point and Ed reached his limit."

"My master told me he left after they had a fight about me. Ed wanted Billy to give me my freedom and Jacob opposed." Seth sighed simply, without pretenses and resigned to his destiny.

"I know, the guys were telling me how strange Jake has behaved since you have been doing the cooking. He keeps coming in here for no reason, even went as far as ordering all the wolves to stay away from you. Not even I can approach you. You see Seth, Jake never gives alpha orders unless we're in battle and him going to such extremes is really baffling. The kitchen servants are shaking in their skivvies since your master told them they were as good as dead if they laid a finger on you." Seth was flabbergasted incredulous as to what Quil was saying. He had noticed his master checking on him many times a day. Even though in the back of his head he thought his master was protecting him in his own way, he refused to believe such thing was possible. But apparently he was indeed protecting him.

"Seth what the hell are you doing to your master? Every day he is acting stranger, even for him. Do you know where he is today?" The submissive shook his head from side to side indicating he had no idea. He only knew his master had left right after breakfast. "He is talking to Edward, the most arrogant, self-centered and proud man that ever lived is determined to beg if necessary. Is not that he is so crazy about having Ed back, his only motivation is having you all to himself." Quil wouldn't dare share with Seth his thoughts about his master's bizarre behavior. There was no point on giving the submissive hope for something he was not even sure of.

Later that day Edward walked in the kitchen and was immediately greeted by the kitchen staff and by a smiling Seth. The submissive had mixed feelings about seeing his friend back. In one hand he missed his friend and protector. In the other his return meant that he would go back to serving his master full time. Truth be told that since Seth started working on the kitchen Jacob had been considerate and understanding. They still had sex every day but Seth was not required to give himself to his master two or three times a day like he had been.

"Hey pup I heard you're doing a great job keeping these pigs fed." Edward was in an excellent mood and seeing him so happy erased any sadness about his return. "This morning I couldn't believe it when Jacob showed up. My surprise was even bigger when he apologized and asked me to come back. Never in a thousand years would I've thought he would do something like that. Since I had the ball on my court I made my return conditional that you will still come to the kitchen a few hours at least three times a week. Any time away from him is good."

Seth felt like jumping for joy, he couldn't show how he felt fearing the servant would go to his master and distort anything he said and get him in trouble. He was content with squeezing Edwards hand lightly before leaving the kitchen to bring his master his meal. The room was completely dark, the only light originating from Jacob's office. After setting the table he went to his master's office standing quietly by the door waiting for his master to acknowledge his presence.

"About time you came back." Stated Jacob without lifting his eyes from the papers scattered all over the desk. "I'm starving and horny as fuck, I hope you're ready because it's going to be a long night." Both master and slave moved to the table where Jacob spooned some food in Seth's bowl and proceeded to eat the rest.

After dinner Jacob ordered Seth to shower and ready himself to please him in every possible way. The submissive had been delusional when he thought his master, after experiencing his absence, would be more pleasant. Judging by Jacob behavior the last few days Seth was sure he was making a turn for the best. Unfortunately that was not the case, quite the opposite, he seemed to have regressed to the same behavior, basically angry bordering in psychotic.

Seth stood once more at the door to his master's office. What he saw filled him with compassion towards his master. Jacob just sat there with his forehead resting on his hands and his elbows resting on the desk. He looked like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, without the hope of anybody lightening his load. He was as forlorn as an abandoned puppy wandering around, alone and scared.

The submissive wished he knew what was troubling Jacob so much. Of course he wouldn't dare ask and resigned himself with taking care of the consequences regardless of the cause. "Master?" Seth spoke hesitantly his voice barely audible.

"What" Jacob sounded exasperated but his expression was one of controlled desperation.

"May I approach you?" Jacob nodded intrigued by his submissive odd request.

Seth stood beside his master who just kept looking forward, almost like he was pretending not to see him. The submissive extended his trembling hand to touch his master's naked shoulder. Scared of Jacob's reaction he recoiled twice before placing his small hand on the massive deltoid. Feeling the slightly colder hand on him Jacob turned his head to look at his submissive who looked positively terrified. Seth breathed a sigh of relief when his master placed his face once more on his hands and relaxed under Seth's touch. That action gave the slave the confidence to stand a little closer and place his other hand on his master's other shoulder and squeeze gently.

Beginning in the lower shoulder area Seth rubbed the palm of his hands across the shoulders in a circular motion. Using gentle pressure he kneaded the shoulders that at that point felt like they were made of stone. With his thumbs Seth drew small circles each one drawing closer and closer to the neck. The submissive's hands moved in tandem, each one mirroring the other. Increasing the pressure slightly he proceeded up and down his master's shoulder blades. Seth kept a close watch on his master's reactions and felt very satisfied when he noticed his muscles slowly relaxing.

Seth moved his ministrations to the base of the neck, on the spot where it meets the shoulder. From there he rubbed the tense flesh slowly working up the neck toward the base of the skull. He threaded his fingers on Jacob's hair working carefully on his scalp. Jake leaned back, his eyes closed and his mouth relaxed. Suddenly he turned and grabbing Seth by the waist pulled him to his lap so the slave was straddling him.

"Fuck Seth do you have any idea what you do to me. Your scent is my drug; your touch is my heaven. Nobody has ever touched me the way you just did. Believe me when I tell you that giving me massages will be added to your list of chores." Jacob smirked while eyeing a blushing Seth.

Jacob peeled off Seth's shirt and threw it on the floor beside them. For an instant his expression changed from the lust propelled one to a very different one. The moment his eyes connected with the scar on Seth's chest that formed the letters JB, he felt as a wave of shame invaded his whole body. Seth noticing his master's distress thought of a way to distract him, it was ingrained in his psyche that his main purpose was to keep his master happy and he was determined to do so regardless of what'll cost him. The slave moved slightly and started peppering his master's chest with tiny tender kisses. He was barely touching his skin but the effect was the desired one and in no time Jake had his eyes closed and his very evident erection was threatening to pop out of his pants.

Even a few weeks before Seth wouldn't have dared to kiss his master without being asked to, but something had changed. He couldn't really put his finger on it; the few days he had been working in the kitchen Jacob had been obsessive to the point of being ridiculous. The slave found it very confusing that Jake had ordered his wolves to stay away from him. He knew his master didn't like sharing him but he also knew his master didn't care about him. In sharp contrast Seth cared for his master, with the added benefit that to the extent to which Jake was happy Seth would have a semblance of peace.

Jacob slid his arms around Seth's back and glided them down to cup his rounded ass. Seth's body jolted when Jacob's strong fingers dug into his bottom. Gripping the firm globes he pulled Seth's hips towards him to grind their clothed erections together. The submissive couldn't stop his response and slowly rolled his hips to grind them against Jacob's, growling slightly when hardness met hardness. It was the submissive's turn to be embarrassed, this was one of those rare occasions in which he had gotten hard while being with his master. He never orgasm with him, it was very hard to feel pleasure when his ass was bleeding. Jacob wanted nothing but to throw the small wolf on the desk and fuck his brains out but he exercised restrain and hoped it would pay up.

Seth's hands enjoyed the access to his master's ample chest and sculpted abs. He sighed shakily as he nervously ran the palm of his hands over them. The submissive's hairless chest slid against his master's burning one. It made his nipples hard and sensitive. Jacob bent his head and started flicking his tongue over the turgid buds. Seth dug his hands into his master's thick mane; this elicited a muffled moan from Jake's lips.

They continued an interminable dance in a quest for pleasure. Both master and slave moaned and grunted unabashedly. Jacob attacked Seth's neck making him purr with wanton. He had seen the effect of Embry's kisses on his sub's neck and wanted to elicit the same reaction from him. Competitive by nature he had to do one up and tried to make Seth's reaction even stronger than it had been with Embry. Unfortunately the slave's collar was in the way, preventing Jake from having total access to his submissive sensitive neck.

Jacob pulled back and away from Seth, the submissive saw this as a sign that his master was either done or he wanted to move to a different location, most likely the bed. Seth motioned to get off his lap but Jake held on to him with an iron grip that verged on painful. "I didn't say you could get off me, puppy." Say what? Puppy? The first thought that came to Seth's mind was that he had never heard that term of endearment directed at him.

The master took the key that was hanging from his neck and in one motion opened Seth's collar. He removed it carefully and placed it on his desk to the total disbelief of his slave. "That piece of crap was crashing my style." Said Jacob before winking sexily at his submissive. Without wasting one second he assaulted Seth's neck sucking, nipping and biting. He couldn't have enough, just the scent that emanated from his submissive's pulse point was enough to drive him insane. Seth tilted his head back allowing a deep throaty moan to fill his master's office. Jake took this action as an open invitation to suck on his Adam's apple. Seth was in heaven, he pushed his master's face towards him while rolling his hips. Seth was producing the most seductive noises making his master proud and turning him on even more. The friction was enough to produce sparks as they both moved in perfect harmony.

Seth pressed onto his master, crushing their erections together as their movements turned frantic. The submissive's jaw was slack and he was panting. Jacob almost became undone when Seth's pink tongue peeked out between his lips to provide much needed moisture. The master's eyes were fixated on his slave's now slick lips and he couldn't help himself and nipped Seth's lower lip making him gasp. They never kissed. Their lips never pressed against each other but Jake bit and tugged Seth's lips to his delight. The slave would nudge his head against his master to encourage him to keep going.

The submissive continued rubbing his hips into his master's while Jacob cursed their pants to hell and back. He wouldn't dare stop Seth just to remove their pants; it was too good to interrupt. Seth whimpered in a way that sounded like he was trying to say something but his master didn't quite catch it. "What is it Seth?" Asked Jacob between pants and moans.

Seth slid his cheek across Jake's nuzzling his nose to the curve of his master's ear. The slave took a couple of deep breaths; hot air ghosting against Jake's already overheated flesh. "Please master can I cum for you." That was all it took for that wonderful spark to ignite inside Jacob's belly, jumping around his gut and burning him from the inside out. Seth followed soon after, his master's name leaving his lips in a breathy chant.

The slave's body relaxed for an instant before he gathered himself and tried to climb off his master. "Don't leave Seth, ride the end of your orgasm with me." Jacob felt satisfied when his slave relaxed against him. He kissed the top of Seth's bald head and rocked them tenderly as the submissive tried to get his breathing under control.

"Damn it! I have a fucking mess in my pants." Seth stiffened on his master's lap fearing being punished, but he couldn't be farther from the truth. "And if my nose is not mistaken, so do you." Jacob felt his submissive smile against his chest and sighed content with the feelings he was experiencing.

Jacob had the first taste of real emotion in a long time. His walls were crumbling faster than he could put the thought together. The rug was being taken from under his feet and he was stepping into the unknown, but he welcomed it, he wanted this, there was no sense in denying it. Seth felt confused and unsure. Was he so pathetic and so hungry for human contact that he was falling for his master? This was not only stupid but dangerous, if caught he would be put to death. But he chose to concentrate on the here and now and enjoy the moment, leaving the worry and the concern for some other occasion.

"Thank you master." Whispered Seth against his master's chest.

"No puppy, thank you…"