I fucked her with my fingers, pulling them out and shoving them back in harder than necessary, yet she didn’t seem to mind. No, instead, she responded beautifully. Quiet moans left her lips and rose to my ears. I was greedy for them, loved them, and I wanted more. Without a second thought, I dove for her pussy and locked my lips around her clit, flicking it with my tongue in a way that had her back arching off of the table and her lips parting on a muffled scream.
I sucked, licked, and nibbled at the little bundle of nerves until her thighs were quaking on either side of my head and her hands were tightening in my hair. Her breathy moans grew louder as she reached the final peak of the orgasm I’d been denying her since we started.
“Ah!”
Before she was done, I rose up and gripped her, slamming my mouth over hers. My tongue was soaked with the juice from her pussy and I didn’t hesitate to push it forward, letting her taste her own desire for me. She didn’t balk. Instead, she opened to me and sucked her own essence into her mouth. My cock practicallypoundedagainst theinside of my pants. Nevertheless, I needed to stop. I needed control—something that was in limited supply when it came to her.
It took everything I had to pull away from her. “Enough,” I said, practically panting. I reached for her dress and beganrighting it—pulling her tiny white thong back into place and her skirts down. “It’s time.”
She gaped at me, a little shaken and stunned as I helped her adjust herself.This is it. My last look at her before she officially becomes mine.Her skin was flushed. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused in the wake of the orgasm I just forced upon her.
What a fucking glorious sight it was.
Chapter 18
Angel
My heart pounded in my chest, my body trembling as I was ushered into one of the parlor rooms on the bottom floor of my family’s estate, where my father was waiting. Electricity hummed in my veins. Every nerve ending in my body had been awakened by Gaven’s sinful, dominating touch.
Why the hell had I let him do that? Why had I responded?The answer to my questions evaded me, making my head feel murky and my confusion more pronounced.
I’d fought him at first, resisted, but once it became clear that he wouldn’t stop, I’d … just accepted it. His mouth was positively wicked and I had a feeling that he would easily control me and make me come again and again with that damn thing.
I strode into the small space that had been prepared before the wedding to find my father there, adjusting the cuffs of his white shirt sleeves beneath his charcoal gray suit coat. The sight made me all the more aware of how soaked my panties were and how my skin burned with the memory of Gaven’s touch and tongue. I only hoped he would assume that the pink on my cheeks was blush from my makeup.
“Ah, there we are, Angel. Come, let me look at you.” My father smiled and held his arms out for me. Carefully, I moved toward him. “You look absolutely stunning, sweetheart.”
“Thank you,” I murmured, stepping into his embrace. The hug was slightly awkward. Considering that the last time he’d seen me, he’d been angry and disappointed over my attempt at running away, it made sense. As he pulled back, I gripped his arm and stopped him from retreating. “I love you. You know that, right?” I asked.
Raffaello Price was a big man, a strong man. Before my very eyes, though, his expression softened in a way I hadn’t seen since my mother had been alive. He reached up, and the entirety of his hand cupped my cheek.
“My sweet child,” he said. “I know you do.”
“I never wanted you to be disappointed in me,” I told him. “I just … felt trapped.”
“This is what’s best for you.” His words sounded like an assurance, and for the first time, I wondered if they really were. Perhaps the idea of leaving behind the world of criminal organizations and danger was genuinely impossible. As if he could hear my inner thoughts, my father continued. “You are my daughter,” he sighed, “and that means that there are many eyes on you. Eyes that you never see. Eyes that you will likely never meet. They are there, nonetheless. Gaven is a man who will protect you from those who mean to harm you.”
“I—”
He shushed me with a finger over my lips before dropping his hand away. “I know you don’t understand it now, but someday you will,” he said. “If I could have given you the life you wanted—the normalcy you craved, I would have. I’m sorry I couldn’t. All I can do now is find safety for you.”
Silence descended between us, but thankfully he didn’t move away. Instead, he allowed me time to collect my thoughts as Iformulated my response. “Will…” I inhaled sharply as my eyes began to burn. “Will I still see you?” I asked.
My father’s face scrunched in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“I mean … well, I assume that I’ll have to move out—to go live with Gaven. I just…” My eyes were watering quickly and I tilted my head up to keep the tears from falling. After a moment, I lowered my head back down to meet his gaze. “I want to know if I’ll still see you often.” Despite everything, I would miss my father. As much as I disagreed with what he was doing and the decisions he’d made in his life—I could hate a man’s job but still love the man. I still loved him.
“Of course.” My father gripped my arms and pulled my back into his wide chest. “You’re not going anywhere, Angel. My child, did you think that? Is that why you were so afraid?”
I sniffed hard. “What do you mean I’m not going anywhere?” I asked.
“Gaven is moving here.” My father’s response shocked me enough that I pulled away from him and scanned his face for a sign of dishonesty. I found none.
“He’s moving here?”
He nodded. “Gaven is going to be the next head of the Price Family,” my father replied, “with my beautiful daughter at his side.” He tucked a strand of hair that had fallen loose behind one of my ears and gazed at me. “You will see me as much as you want, and as much as my schedule will allow. Perhaps, you’ll even be able to do some of the things you want to.”
“I have to give him an heir, though,” I said.
