He doesn’t give me a response.
We make it back to his house. Well, I guess my house now since we’re married. Gabriel is my husband. I married my kidnapper. The whole thing is messed up and yet I can’t find it in myself to care.
He calls one of his guys to handle the car before turning to me. I’m breathing heavy from the craziness of the day. Almost dying. Going on the run from the police. I have never felt more alive.
Our eyes meet. It’s then that I notice how heavy Gabriel is breathing too.
And before I even realize it’s happening, he has me in his arms and is kissing me with so much passion, I sink right into him.
He doesn’t stop kissing me as he picks me up and carries me into a beautiful master bedroom. His bedroom. No longer in the cage. This was my way out: marrying him. It was meant to just save myself.
But now, I know in my gut it wasn’t just to save myself. It’s because I like Gabriel. I care for him for some odd reason. And there’s no point in denying that to myself.
Gabriel sets me on my feet and turns me around without a word as he undoes the back of my wedding dress. We both knew this would happen. I’ve let him put his mouth on me. I’ll let him do more than that.
He shoves my dress down and turns me back to him. Since he still never bought me underwear or a bra, I’m fully naked before him. His eyes rake over me and they darken. I shiver in a goodway. I want this. I want to know what it’s like to be taken by a man so powerful as Gabriel.
Without a word myself, I shove his jacket off him. Gabriel smirks down at me as I make quick work of his shirt. He doesn’t bother helping me get him naked. We both need to see how far I’m willing to go.
And I’m willing to go far.
He kicks off his shoes before I push his pants and underwear down. The sight of his fully naked body is almost too much to handle. It’s electric. Sexy. Powerful.
He’s all of these things and he’s my husband. My strange, dark husband who gets me.
Gabriel picks me up by the hips and throws me onto the bed. I gasp as he gets on top of me.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he says in a dark tone. “Claim you as mine. I won’t be gentle, even though I know it’s your first time.”
“Just take me,” I say, giving in to this moment. If I think too much, I might stop him and I don’t want to stop him.
Gabriel runs his fingers between my legs, making me gasp. I’m already wet. That’s the power he has over me. His smirk tells me he knows this.
And before I can even react, he lines his erection up to my entrance and thrusts into me. I cry out from the pain but it also feels so good. Full and tingling.
Gabriel doesn’t stop until he’s fully seated inside of me. Even though I’m in pain, I can’t let him win. Can’t let him take complete control, so I grab his shoulders and push him back so I’m seated on his lap.
He grabs my hips and pulls my body down so his cock sinks deeper into me. My moan catches in my throat. How can something feel so painful and so good at the same time? It’s like I’m dying and being reborn in the same breath.
Gabriel is rough as he rolls my hips around, thrusting his cock up into me over and over and over. We lock eyes, neither one of us looking away. Neither one daring to lose this game we’re in.
I grip his arms tighter. My nails dig into his skin. He hisses and it makes me smile knowing that I can cause him some small pain like he’s caused me.
In one smooth motion, he lays me on my back and lifts my legs around his shoulders and thrusts into me with wild abandon. I cry out from pain and pleasure. I don’t want this to ever stop and yet I need it to.
Gabriel doesn’t say a word as he claims me. All he needs his eyes boring down into me and I’m powerless to stop this. The sound of our bodies moving together is almost vulgar but sexy. I’m actually doing this. Living for once.
Being claimed by a man that sees me for me.
That thought sends a wave of pleasure straight over me and my orgasm hits me before I can even process what’s happening.
“Oh,” I cry out. This spurs Gabriel on and he thrusts into me harder and harder and harder. I squeeze my eyes shut from the pain and pleasure of it all.
And then in one breath, he shudders and finds his own release. We both breathe heavy for a moment before he pulls out of me. Blood is on his tip, from how hard he took me.
Yet, I don’t seem to care. I have found the man for me, even if I found it in darkness.
Chapter Sixteen
