The Witch's Vampire

“Now, now, enough with the pissing contest, boys.” Sage says, still giggling.
Dominic shoots me a look that sends heat flares through my body and suddenly I stop laughing and bite my bottom lip. He casually strolls by Tobias. I hear Tobias growl and I can tell he’s trying to hold back his anger. Dominic doesn’t pay attention to him as he walks with purpose towards me. He takes my face in his large hands and bends down, kissing me. I pull away in shock that he’d do this in front of them. He looks at me frustrated.
“What? You’re mine. I can do whatever I please.” He calmly states.
“What do you mean by yours?” I ask, taken aback.
Dominic looks at Sage and smirks, “You haven’t told her, have you?”
“No, that’s what I was getting to before my husband…” She glares at Tobias, “…so rudely interrupted us.”
“What’s he talking about, Sage?” I ask.
“Well, you see…I know you had a dream about him yesterday morning. When you’re a witch in our bloodline, you have a dream of your ummmm…..soul mate. Ta-da! Meet your soul mate!” Sage yells while doing jazz hands.
“Is this true?” I look at Dominic who is smiling.
“Yes, that’s why you trust me. That’s why you were so willing to let me hmmm…” He licks his lips, “….taste you.”