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Chapter 13
Seth stood quietly by the window overlooking the forest behind the manor. The last of the snow was long gone and the world was starting to burst with life once again. Spring brought with it some rain and after eight long weeks of winter the much nicer weather was most welcome. There was still a slight chill in the air but everybody welcomed the days getting longer along with a little more blue in the sky. The submissive felt the warm glow of the sun on his face filling him with life and energy.
Jacob and Seth had fallen in a comfortable routine. The slave was perfectly attuned to his master's needs and tended to his duties without fault. Jacob on the other hand seemed to be a lot more understanding and patient, not only with Seth but with his pack as well. The biggest change so far had been Jacob's fuse, he was not as quick to react and punch Seth at the slightest provocation. He still punished his submissive and used him as a stress relief but everyone could see the difference between Seth and any other submissive Jake ever had.
Compared to the first weeks after arriving at the manor, the slave lived what for one of his kind would be considered a life of luxury. He was fed three times a day, had access to the refrigerator whenever he worked in the kitchen and the bruises on his face and arms were minimal. To any human being or mythical creature for that matter this would seem barbaric but Seth was content with the life he was living. Of course he was not happy, who in their right mind would enjoy having no freedom and being at the mercy of every male around them? In a way he had to be grateful for his master's possessiveness and protection; unfortunately he didn't know how much longer it would last or how much longer the wolves would obey Jacob.
Seth was very perceptive and it didn't go unnoticed when the wolves would exchange strange looks or speak with sarcasm. His master seemed to be oblivious to the machinations taking place around him or maybe he just didn't care. Maybe the novelty of Seth's presence was wearing off and the master was ready to move on. The slave only prayed that if that moment ever came that his master would dispose of him quickly. Seth tried not to curse his existence even though he had many reasons to do so, but some days were easier than others. He still couldn't believe how his master presented so much resistance to him being given his freedom. What propelled him to be so cruel, to rather see Seth be a slave for the rest of his days than to lack the service of a submissive for any period of time? It was not like he couldn't get a new one; yes there was a serious shortage of subs but he was Jacob Black, the son of the Aleph, he could get a piece of heaven if he wanted to.
His master's voice took the submissive out of his internal reverie. "Seth, come over here!"
Seth arrived promptly to his master's office to find him sitting on his desk looking over some papers. The memories of what had turned into one of his master's favorite spots in the room made Seth's face to be covered in a slight flushing. The submissive had to admit that he thoroughly enjoyed all the times his master would make him sit on his lap only to roll their hips in tandem and grind against each other. In most occasions Jacob tendered to Seth's needs as well and allowed him to enjoy the sexual rapture. Only a handful of times Jacob had forsaken Seth's desires and bent him over his desk to take him hard and deep.
Out of habit and without noticing, Seth started chewing on his bottom lip as the cascade of memories assaulted him. He lusted after his master's lips, it was the only part of his body he was not allowed to touch and he craved that intimacy. Sometimes at night the light would come in the room in just the right angle to bathe Jacob's sleeping form in shades of blue and grey. In that mysterious time of the day Seth could sit and admire his master from a distance. It was the safest time of the day to just sit back and observe him without being questioned.
He would dream about things being different, of him being a free man. He wished for the day his master wouldn't look at him with disgust. He knew he was damaged goods, but even if it was from his spot on the floor, in the darkness of the room and only for a few minutes, he had hopes and dreams. His soul would fill with sorrow each time his master started stirring in his sleep with yet another nightmare. Even if Jacob was cruel and evil Seth wouldn't wish him to suffer the way he was. During the day he was tortured with his own self sabotaging behaviors and at night old and new demons engulfed him.
Jacob lifted his eyes from his work to look at Seth's form as he stood by the door to his office. "Seth I'm leaving in a few minutes to do a survey of the land. I'll be back tomorrow evening. You have kitchen duty tomorrow but I want this room clean for when I come back, capisce?"
"Yes master" Answered Seth in a quiet tone. Since the day he was attacked by James and Felix he had feared his master's absences. Jacob was no walk in the park but at least with him Seth knew what to expect. Also Jacob was treating him more humanly; there were even times when Seth felt human again.
Jacob stood from behind his desk walking barefoot toward Seth. The submissive took a step back to let his master walk through the doorway but was caught by surprise by Jacob's arm snaking around his narrow waist. "Damn it Seth stop gnawing on that bottom lip." Jake pressed himself against his chest making a shiver to run down the submissive's body. Seth knew what his master liked and placing his arms around his master's wide shoulders exposed his neck in submission. Jacob didn't seem to be satisfied with owning Seth; he demanded complete and total submission of mind, body and soul. The master ran the tips of his fingers along Seth's collar caressing the sensitive flesh of his slave, making Seth yearn for more, much more. Unfortunately as it always happened, Jake peeled himself off his slave and without saying another word he left the room.
After just taking a few steps outside of his room he already missed Seth. Jacob brought to his face the hand with which he touched his submissive and breathed in his scent. That little dog was doing what nobody had been able to do. Seth was healing his sorrow; the slave was the best medicine for his lost soul. The submissive didn't have to do much; his mere presence was enough to extinguish the fire that threatened to burn Jake alive.
Jacob was not stupid, he was well aware of the risks of leaving Seth alone for any period of time. He trusted him; it was the other dominants that he didn't trust. After saying goodbye to his father Jacob stepped out stopping for a moment to remove his clothes and take one last glance towards his window were invariably he would find Seth's piercing eyes looking at him. From up close his submissive wouldn't even dare to lift his eyes from the floor but at a distance his gaze blazed through him.
After watching his master's massive russet wolf disappear between the trees Seth continued with his usual shores. With his master gone and no kitchen duty his day was going to be easy and dull. After several hours he was ready for a break and settled in his master's office to continue reading the book he had started just a week before. He didn't really care for westerns but he did like daydreaming about sexy cowboys and that book had plenty of those.
Seth heard two sets of steps coming from the hallway and even though he was almost certain they were not coming his way he decided to play it safe and after placing the book back in the exact same place he walked back to the main sleeping area. He observed as the door opened slowly and with the first waft of air he felt the blood freeze in his veins and his heart stop beating.
"Seeeethyyyy we're homeeeee" Crooned Felix as both him and James walked in the room closing the door behind them.
"Did you miss us baby?" Asked James as he glided toward the trembling submissive.
"Oh look how cute, he is trembling with anticipation." Taunted James.
Seth shook himself out of his stupor and determined not to be a sitting duck started running toward the window in an attempt to escape from the two deranged rapists. He was fast, but not fast enough as the moment he was going to jump he was grabbed by the waist and pulled back in the room. "No no no, bad doggy."
James slammed Seth on the table where just a few hours earlier his master sat to enjoy his breakfast. The moment his face came in contact with the table Seth heard a crack as his nose shattered under the pressure. To Seth everything felt like it was moving in slow motion but he knew that was not the case. He felt as his pants were pushed down and the cold breeze on his exposed bottom. "James you went for it first last time, today is my turn."
"No problem it's only fair, I'll take his mouth while you fuck him" James roughly slid Seth's face in his direction while Felix started pushing himself inside his hole. The submissive had to come up with a plan quickly, before the perverts could have their way with him. Pretending to cooperate Seth opened his mouth only to snap it shut on James turgid member making him scream in pain. The slave was satisfied when the coppery taste of his blood filled his mouth. This made Felix stop in his tracks but earned Seth a fist to the face as he was turned on his back and punched mercilessly. James was holding his bleeding member afraid of even looking at it.
"You really did it now mother fucker moron! You bit him and that gives up all the right in the world to kill you where you stand." As soon as the last word left his lips Felix's fist connected with Seth's gut, a muffled yelp being the only sound to come out of him.
"Brother, kill the little bitch, he almost bit my fucking dick off!" Demanded James.
As Felix prepared himself to land the potentially fatal blow the door opened suddenly. The two dominants blanched at the sight of an irate Jacob looking at them. They feared his reaction but knew that whatever happened to them it would be ten times worse for the slave. Even if they couldn't kill him themselves they would still get their revenge on the repulsing dog.
"What the fuck is going on here?!" Asked Jacob while his gaze went from Felix to James ending up on his submissive. If it was even possible he became angrier after barely recognizing Seth under the numerous bruises and swollen face.
"Jake we came looking for you and this whore started coming on to us like a bitch in heat. It was impossible to resist and we started getting freaky but he changed his mind and bit James. Look at his dick! We demand that you dispose of him right now!" Felix was lying through his teeth without even bothering to try to make sense.
"I find that very hard to believe, if something can be said about this dog is that he hangs on to life. He knows very well that if he whores himself it will be a one way ticket to the afterlife. So the most logical deduction is that you are a fucking liar." Jacob painfully grabbed Seth's arm to make stand up straight. "Seth is he telling the truth? Answer me!" Asked Jacob.
"No master, he lies"
"Jake don't tell me you're going to believe this slut and not us. How can you take his side? You know he will say anything to save his ass."
"Felix… shut up! I believe him because he has never lied to me and that could never be said about you. Grab dickless and get out of here. Carlisle may need to take a look at the bite."
"Wait, you're not going to kill him?" Asked James as he leaned against his friend for support.
"That's none of your fucking business!"
"If he is so honest then you already know this is not the first time we fuck him." Jacob breath faltered as he tried to wrap his mind around James last statement.
"Seth?..." The submissive nodded resigned to his fate.
Jacob expression changed to one of pure unadulterated rage. Placing his strong hands on Seth's biceps he shook the submissive like he was a rag doll. Deep inside him he prayed that Seth would deny it, that he would pass the chalice and not drink from it. The master wasn't sure if he could go through with it.
"Dog I want the truth, did they force you?" Again Seth nodded causing protests and arguments to take over the whole situation. "Why didn't you tell me?" Jake was grabbing at straws trying to find any loophole to spare the sub's life, but everything was looking very grim.
"They threatened Embry; I couldn't be responsible for harm coming to him."
"You fucking slut! You're nothing but a disgusting lying cunt!" Screamed Felix as he motioned to land yet another blow on Seth's form. Jacob blocked him sending him to the floor where he sat dazed and confused. The master had heard enough, the morons were losing their cool fast which meant they were desperate.
"I'm done with you two. You're hereby banished from my father's land. You have five, no, three minutes to leave this property. I suggest you run because in three minutes my pack is going after you" Stated Jacob with a falsely calm façade.
"You cannot kick us out of here! Wait until your father hears that his son is protecting this thing." Said James pointing in Seth's direction. "He will question if the person he risked his life to rescue is his son or an impostor. Actually that will explain how you were able to the stand there while they tortured and killed your mother." That was it, if there was something Jacob didn't tolerate was anybody mentioning his mother with anything but reverence. Letting go of Seth's arms he pummeled in James direction, Jake dragged the wolf to the same window Seth had tried to jump from and pushed him out of his room. He turned to get Felix only to see his retreating form padding it out of the room as fast as his legs would carry him.
Jacob moved to an open area of the room to phase and communicate with the guards and the members of his pack who were on patrol. After phasing back to human Jacob moved to his sub who sat quietly on the floor while bracing his middle. "Submissive, give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now."
"I'm sorry master but I don't have any." Jacob was troubled; he was not willing to hurt Seth in any way. Seth was not helping his case, instead of pleading or asking for mercy he sat resigned to accept his master's wishes. If he was going to leave this earth he would do it with a shred of dignity.
"Seth I… don't want to kill you." Jacob's confession took them both by surprise. Seth stood up walking haltingly toward his master the sting of his most recent injuries affecting his balance.
Standing before his master the submissive lifted his head revealing the bruises on his youthful face and the dry blood on his upper lip. "Master I don't want to die." Seth whispered sincerely and Jacob sighed relieved that his slave still had some will to live.
"I'll have mercy on you, after all you fought back proving to me that you were not acting like a whore. I do demand one thing from you; never again keep secrets from me. I do not give second chances." Jacob knew he was so full of shit, he would not just give Seth a second chance, he would give him as many as he needed as long as the slave would stay by his side.
"Go get cleaned up, you're fucking lucky the survey was done when I got there and I just collected the information to bring it to my father. Actually I'll go talk to him right now…" Seth tensed and Jacob gathered he was afraid of Felix and James return. Tenderly but carefully the master placed his open hand on the slave's cheek. The warmth of the touch and the emotion behind the gesture alleviating his discomfort. "Don't be scared, the pack is on it, they will not set foot in this house again."
As he always did whenever his own emotions threatened to betray him Jacob left Seth's side as quickly as he could. Once more the submissive had been able to dodge a bullet aimed directly at his heart. He feared the day when his luck would run out.
The spring was the busiest time of the year for the wolves. It was a complicated year long process, using the winter to plan the locations of the crops, the fall to prepare the soil and the spring for the planting. They only had a small window of opportunity and it took careful planning and a lot of hard work. Everybody participated; the only ones exempt from this task were the females and the children. In addition to Seth and Edward, in the Black household only Emily and Sophia remained in the house during the day. Seth took every opportunity to play silly games with the little girl who considered him her hero. The three of them became fast friends with Emily eternally grateful to Seth for saving her daughter's life. Sophia still didn't call Jacob uncle even though Seth had asked her to, but she was as stubborn as both her parents put together. The submissive knew that Sophia would be the closest thing he would ever have to a daughter and relished every minute he spent in her company.
In an attempt to make Emily and Sophia feel included and useful Seth came up with the idea of planting a vegetable garden near the house. Billy immediately accepted seeing that the request came from Sophia herself. He had to face the fact that the future she-wolf had all the wolves wrapped around her little finger. The unlikely trio spent hours outside working but it didn't feel like work since they all welcomed the change in the monotony of their days. Emily was thoroughly impressed with Seth's skills as a teacher and how he managed to sneak a lesson in their everyday activities. Learning became a game to Sophia, whether she was counting seeds or learning agricultural sciences everything became an adventure.
The nights were quiet, everybody too exhausted to chat or engage in any activity. The daytime activities determined the interaction of the members of the household. After dinner everybody retreated to their rooms to rest. "Seth, draw me a bath!" Exclaimed Jacob the moment he came in the room after having dinner with his father.
Seth promptly filled the spa tub with water and turned on the jets. His master had been working from sun to sun, leaving the room before sunup and coming back in the evening for dinner and an occasional fuck. The submissive had to take advantage of the fact that his master was even too tired to take him several times a day like he had been doing and instead he would be satisfied with a quickie before bedtime.
"Is it ready? Hurry up!" Jacob stood by the tub already naked and impatiently waiting for the tub to fill. He always rushed Seth as in doing so would make the tub fill faster.
After checking the temperature of the water one more time the submissive stood aside so his master could get in. Jacob hissed as the hot water hit his body but he welcomed the slight sting. His whole body was sore from the effort, his hands covered in blisters that seemed to be one on top of the other. "Seth, come bathe me"
As obedient as ever, Seth knelt outside the bathtub but his master had other plans. "Get in the water with me; I'm too tired to be moving around too much." The submissive promptly removed his clothes and stepped into the tub with his master. Jacob couldn't help the stirring he felt in his groin as soon as he saw his submissive naked body. His slave had become his drug, his scent, his skin; everything about him caused an immense sense of fascination in the dominant. To him it was embarrassing to even consider the fact that he might be developing feelings for his slave but the truth was undeniable, he felt different.
Jacob moved forward to make space so Seth could settle behind him, but making sure his slave's body would still be in contact with his. The submissive worked a good lather and began massaging his master's scalp. The moan of pleasure that came out of his lips filled Seth with satisfaction, knowing he was doing something good for his master. After rinsing his hair carefully he started lathering his master's neck taking the time to massage his sore shoulders, act which granted him with a content smile from his master.
Seth's hands wandered lower and lower gently scrubbing every inch of Jacob's torso and the hills and valleys of his abdomen. He fought the lecherous thought that flooded his mind as he ran his hands over his master's body. Even if he felt sick and embarrassed at his own weakness he couldn't deny the strong attraction he felt for the man that at that moment was in front of him. He shook the thoughts off and concentrated on the steam coming off the warm water and the feel of the jet stream that was hitting him right on his back.
Moving to his master's side he picked up each one of his legs and washed them fervently. Seth absentmindedly grazed Jacob's crotch putting into evidence that his master was as turned on as he was. Jacob's dick stood proud almost resting against his stomach. Jacob turned to look at his slave, his lips turned into a smirk. He eyed his slave wondering what he was thinking about, trying to figure out if Seth touched him by accident or if there was some ulterior motive. Not one to hide his desires, Jacob grabbed Seth's hand and placed it over his hard shaft. Closing the slave's fist around his hard member he moved Seth's hand along his length slowly. Jacob masturbated with Seth's hand and the slave was just grateful his master was using his hand and not any other part of his body.
Jacob closed his eyes and tilted his head back delighted with the feel of his slave's touch. Seth spread his master's legs slightly to give himself better access and be able to play with Jacob's balls as well as his cock. Jacob's breathing became ragged as his release was quickly approaching. Since his master had his eyes closed Seth observed his youthful face getting drunk in his beauty and the sensations running through his body. Jacob extended one of his long arms to fondled Seth's behind possessively. The slave stroked him with zeal but not for his master's benefit but his own. He didn't want to risk his master deciding to take his ass while he could just as well come from a hand job. After a few minutes Jacob's breath became deeper and his whole body tensed gradually before he succumbed to the orgasmic sensations that ran all over his body. His release was not the strongest he'd ever felt but it was pleasurable nonetheless.
Seth stepped out wrapping himself with one of his ripped and scratchy old towels, then grabbed one of Jacob's soft fluffy ones and waited for his master. Jacob emerged from the misty water relaxed and deeply satisfied. For a few seconds he considered taking his submissive to his bed to ravage his young body but felt too tired to even finish the thought. The slave moved towards him and began patting his skin softly to absorb the moisture. Jacob observed Seth as he did this task and used the opportunity to sneak another peek at his body. His huff of annoyance startled the sub who immediately thought he had done something wrong.
"Why the fuck are you covering yourself slave?" Said Jacob as he ripped off the towel that Seth had wrapped around his waist. Seth had no answer his only reason was a false and idiotic sense of decency.
"I don't know master"
"Well don't do it. Anyway I've seen every inch of your body; there is no reason to hide" Stated Jacob surprisingly calm. He was thoroughly amused when his slave's cheeks turned rosy as he blushed like a school girl.
Unable to take his eyes away from Seth's face Jacob took the soft towel from the slave's hands and opened it to its full size. Placing it like a sling behind the submissive he pulled Seth towards him roughly. The slave was startled for a minute when their bodies crashed and he could feel the warmth of his master's body covering him. Seth felt like he had struck gold, for a person so hungry for human contact, anything, regardless of how simple, was a reason to be joyous.
"Sorry, sometimes I don't measure my own strength." Said Jacob apologetically. Seth frowned realizing his proximity to his master was nothing but a miscalculation.
Noticing the frown on Seth's face Jacob ran the pad of his thumb over it to smooth it. "Why the frown?"
"It's not important master."
"Seth look at me" Seth shyly lifted his head to look at his master's face but stopping his gaze at his lips. At the sight of his master's luscious lips his body reacted in a much undesired way for the situation. He was dying to kiss his master but he understood Jacob found that disgusting. He couldn't blame Jake, after all more than once Seth had been sickened by his body and the things he had been forced to do.
"I want to see your eyes; I promise I won't hurt you." Jacob's voice was soft as velvet. Seth thought that must be the voice he uses to romance the many lovers he had in his lifetime, but wondered why he was using it with him. Obeying his master's request his eyes slowly inched upwards until their gazes connected. For the first time Seth didn't see that flame of anger burning behind Jacob's eyes. Instead he saw the scared little boy that cried in his sleep tortured by dreams and memories.
Seth felt compassion for the man in front of him, he didn't pity him even though he could, but compassion would be more dignified. Seth relaxed in his master's arms, his shoulder visibly slumping slightly and his jaw soft enough to smile. Jacob responded with a smile of his own as he wrapped the slave with the soft towel he was still holding.
"I remembered that I haven't given you the surprise I offered for that bitching breakfast you made me. There will be something else but for now you can keep this towel, it's soft and cuddly. I know you like them because I've seen you rub your face on them. When you think I'm not looking I see you with your eyes closed enjoying the softness of the material." Seth was overwhelmed with his master's generosity, but embarrassed at being caught. His heart felt like it would jump out of his chest and start running on its own while his eyes threatened to open the dam he never allowed to give him away. His face turned red and he had to let his eyes fall to the floor since he could not hold his master's intense gaze any longer.
Jacob placed his index finger under Seth's chin and gently lifted his head. He was enthralled with Seth's rosy cheeks and plump lips. The little dog in front of him was enslaving him in a way he never thought possible. But…he didn't fight the feeling, he didn't close himself to the possibility and that scared him to death. Could it be? Could his heart of ice melt for the lowest of the low? For a slave?
Without thinking and acting on pure instinct Jacob bent forward to place a tender kiss on his submissive's forehead. The moment his lips connected with Seth's skin the air around them filled with emotion. This was an exciting moment for master and slave. The master's heart of stone was being chiseled by the simple man in front of him. Seth was totally overwhelmed, to him the kiss felt pure.
Seth lost all constraints and in a sudden burst of sentiment placed his small hands on his master's shoulders, raised to his tippy toes and kissed his cheek tenderly. Then reality struck him, he had done something forbidden, he had broken a cardinal rule. His whole body shook as he took two hesitant steps away from his master. He waited for the insult; he waited for the blow that would leave him hurt and bloody. He knew he would be punished and wanted to kick himself for ruining the wonderful moment. He was more horrified of being responsible for messing up the moment that for getting hurt.
"Why did you kiss me Seth?" Asked Jacob, not angry but confused with his slave's reaction.
"I apologize master; you see… the thing is that…. When you kissed my forehead it was a sensation completely new to me. It was so clean and pure, everything I'm not. Your generosity just hit me really hard right here." Seth patted his chest right over his heart.
Seth's skin rose with goosebumps when Jacob covered with his hand the one that still rested against the submissive's chest. "Seth, you are an innocent angel, pure and kind like no other. I believe you're unable to think bad thoughts about anyone. If that was the case you would hate me and maybe I'm deluding myself but I don't think you do. Just now you kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before and that kind of caring can't be faked" Jake had to stop talking before he made a complete fool of himself. Seth's tender act stirred so many emotions inside him that he felt lost and exposed. He had never felt a touch as tender and caring as his slave's.
Seth lifted his eyes once more to see an adorable blush covering his master's face and his eyes turned into sad crystalline pools. Hesitantly the submissive lifted his hand and placed it on his master's cheek getting pleasantly surprised when instead of rejecting him Jacob leaned onto the touch. Seth felt his master's lips on his skin and craved them more than ever. On the other hand after feeling his slave's lips on his cheek the want he had been experiencing grew exponentially. Jake felt he would go mad if he didn't act on it, but he couldn't… he wouldn't. They were both burning slowly, the urgency of their desire creating a tangled web of love, need and lust neither of them felt before in their lives and neither one of them was willing to accept.
Jacob wrapped Seth snugly with the towel with the intention of sending him away. If he didn't create some distance between the slave and him he would certainly disgrace himself by giving in to his need. "Seth go get ready for bed, I'm tired." Said Jacob abruptly.
Seth held the towel over his shoulders as he turned around to walk to his bathroom to find some clothes. He had taken a few steps when his master's voice startled him. "Seth wait" In two quick steps Jake stood before his submissive once more and without reasoning or thinking of the consequences bent forward and caught Seth's lips in a heated kiss. The slave's lips were soft and warm, just like Jacob dreamt they would be. The master tasted the submissive, enjoying how his body responded. Seth held back at first, afraid of reacting in a way that would have bad consequences. At his master's insistence Seth gave up all control and opened his mouth for his master to savor. Seth's arms came up around Jake's neck and Seth pulled him against him. The submissive was on the tips of his toes kissing his master as fiercely as Jake was kissing him.
Jacob could've had anyone he wanted, somebody perfect and untouched, but instead chose his submissive. In his mind there was no one else. Jacob's tongue traced the seam of Seth's perfect lips as his hands ran over his body. The kiss was dissolving the walls they had erected around themselves. The passion they shared was their new reality, one that they welcomed with open arms.
There was nothing fancy about it, the kiss was desire and the kiss was need. Their souls were clinging to each other. Two men who never before experienced kindness, caring and devotion faced each other as David and Goliath did once, but unlike those legendary figures neither one of them would perish, quite the opposite, they would find a reason to live, their souls were being resurrected.