I gaze back at him, panicking. My body tightens as he cradles me close. “I don’t know?—”
“You can do this. Breathe, beautiful."
I nod, rocking my hips as he doesn't punish me this time. A fifth digit prods at my entrance. His thumb works its way into me, aided by the copious slick that soaks his bed.
“You’ll stretch me to the point that I’m useless to another man and only yours,” I whisper, choking on my own need.
“You’re mine now,” he murmurs, working his hand against me.
Knuckles bump my entrance. I groan at the tight, full, impossible feeling. “It won’t fit,” I gasp, clawing at his shoulder.
“We won’t rush this,” Gabe promises me. “I’ll work you all night, gorgeous. Then I’m going to sink my cock into your stretched pussy after I’ve been arm deep in you for hours, and play with your nipples. You’re going to soak my cock in your cum, over and over, and I’m not even going to fuck you. You’re going to get used to the feeling of me inside you, sweetness, I promise. You’ll learn to love my cock inside you so much that you’ll feel empty without me.”
His words are my poison. I shudder as his knuckles slip, one at a time inside me. It’s a train wreck as I come for him, bearing down when I shouldn't, opening my mouth for his tongue as he invades every sacred place in me. I come as he glides his fist inside me and opens his hand.
“Fuck,” I pant, shivering. “Fuck, fuck?—”
My pussy grips his arm, fluttering as he groans. Gabe reaches down and grips his cock, arching over me. A few hard jerks and he spills his seed all over me, painting my belly and my scars and my breasts in white ropes as he shouts my name.
I moan at the depravity of it, my ruined pussy stretched out on his hand, him cumming all over my body.
“Fuck, you’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, Elena. And you’re mine,” he whispers reverently.
I whimper as he slides his hand from my body and drives it back in again. My head tosses back, and I swear I lose sense of the world as the cycle restarts.
Our bodies press together, his mouth on mine in hungry, liquid kisses. Fluids smear across our skin as he works my body as he promised, letting me get used to the feel of him, his growing hardness trapped between us.
As the sun rises, he rolls me over to face the open forest, tucking the quilts over our bodies. The air has a deep chill to it. The furnace isn’t quite keeping up.
“With me, sweetness.” Gabe slides an arm under my head as I nearly pass out on him, barely able to arrange my body the way he asks.
He tucks my hips, lifting one leg as he slides behind me. I close my eyes, exhausted and barely conscious as he kisses and sucks at the skin on my neck.
“Deep breath, beautiful,” he murmurs, playing with my clit. “Can you come for me once more?”
“Are you kidding?" My eyes drop shut. “You’ve worn me out, Gabe.”
“I hope not,” he rasps as he jerks his hips and fills me with that log of cock between his legs. “Now we really start.”
CHAPTER SIX
ELENA
My scream rips from me as Gabe angles my head back and seals his mouth over mine, stealing the sound for himself. A deep groan reverberates within his chest as he sinks balls deep inside me and settles there.
“Fuck, that’s good, sweetness,” he murmurs his appreciation against my lips, dropping his hand to my hips and pinning me in place. “Now, be perfect and don’t move, no matter what. I want to enjoy the feeling of the cunt that belongs to the wife of the man I just killed soaking my cock for the next hour while you come for me. Just for me, sweetness. Understood?”
I jerk, trying to breathe. The stretch of him is like nothing I've ever experienced before. My lungs refuse to fill with air. Gabe laughs softly in my ear as he reaches around me. One hand finds a nipple to play with, the other toys with my clit.
“Will an orgasm help take the edge off, Elena? Just a little?" He strums me as I writhe, and he clucks. His arms fold around me like a vice. “None of that. You stay nice and still. I’m notgoing to fuck you and you’re not going to ride me. Is that clear?” His voice hardens, bringing me back a fraction.
I nod frantically, winding my legs around his where he propped me before.
“Better,” he approves. “Now, relax and let your body take over. Be my little toy for the next hour, sweetness. You’re all mine now.”
I moan as the first tendrils of my orgasm reach for me. I soak in gentle touch, sweet and tender. Like he cares. Like he?—
I bite back a sob but it catches me out and finds its release anyway.
