An electric tingle hits me and my body knows what to do before my mind does.
I take off running down the hallway and Gabriel gives chase. It dawns on me that I’m running through the house naked. What is Gabriel going to do to me when he catches me?
I run harder and faster until I reach a guest bedroom. I shut the door behind me, locking it.
Feeling exposed, I grab the blanket off the bed and wrap it around my shoulders.
Gabriel turns the doorknob. “I know you’re in there, Aurora. You can’t hide from me forever.”
“What are you doing? Why did you make me run?”
“Because you need to be afraid of me. Everyone needs to be afraid of me.”
“No. I don’t need to be afraid of you. I’m your wife.”
He goes quiet.
“Gabriel?” I frown when he doesn’t answer.
A sudden bang at the door makes me step back with a gasp. Gabriel manages to kick the door in despite it being locked. That’s the kind of strength he has.
There’s a wildness to Gabriel’s eyes that makes me step back. In one quick move, he makes it across the room and rips the blanket off me.
“You’re trying to hide from me,” he says.
“You told me to run.”
“You didn’t run far. You led me right here. Did you want to get caught?”
“No,” I say, even though it sounds like I’m lying… because I am. Because I wanted Gabriel to catch me and fill me with excitement.
Gabriel leans in close to my ear. “Liar.”
He picks me up around the waist and throws me onto the bed. “You’re a bad girl, Aurora. You came when you didn’t do as I said. You were supposed to say you’re mine and yet, you didn’t. I have to punish you for that.” He flips me onto my stomach and spanks me in quick succession.
A moan leaves my mouth. Why does this feel so good when it hurts at the same time?
“Just tell me you’re mine,” he says, “and I’ll stop.” He’s relentless to my backside. Spank after spank after spank. I’m not sure I’ll be able to sit down for days.
I can’t stop moaning from the pain and pleasure of it all.
“Tell me, baby. Say it.”
The pain is unbearable and yet, I keep arching my backside closer to his hand.
“Say it,” he demands. The combination of his powerful hand and powerful voice is enough to make me lose control.
“I’m yours!” I cry out, clutching the bed sheet.
Gabriel instantly stops spanking me and places his hand between my legs again. He rubs my clit so hard it hurts but I still grind my hips against his hand anyway.
“Come for me again,” he states. “And say you’re mine this time as you come.”
My wetness coats his hand. It’s embarrassing how turned on I am from all of this. God, I want it to stop and also never end at the same time.
“Please,” I whimper. “Please.”
Every motion of my hips draws my body back and forth causing my nipples to graze the mattress and lighting my body on fire even more.
