I fist my hands in the covers, and my muscles tighten as I brace myself.
Still, nothing could prepare me as Gabriel slams back into me. Air bursts over my lips, and I don’t get a chance to take a full breath as he starts to pound into me as if he’ll die if he doesn’t.
I can’t stop the cries and sobs of pleasure as intense waves crash through my body. It’s continuous, gripping me tightly in an earthshattering hold.
“Fuck,” Gabriel growls as he keeps hammering into me, the sounds of our skin meeting filling the air. “You take me so well.”
My abdomen clenches hard from his praise, making me sob as the orgasm keeps building, remaining just out of my reach.
“Gabriel,” I plead, the intense friction as his hard length fills me relentlessly, becoming too much.
Even though he knows the answer, he asks, “What do you need, baby?”
“To come,” I whimper breathlessly, sweat beading over my body.
“How badly do you need to come?”
“Desperately.” My fingers grip the covers so tightly, I fear I might tear them. Knowing it will make Gabriel lose his mind, I say, “And I hope I bleed on your cock again.”
“Jesus,” he growls, fucking me so hard that I lose touch with reality. “Come, baby.”
The world explodes within me, my arms give way, and burying my face in the covers, I scream from the unrelenting pleasure paralyzing my body.
This is the most erotic moment of my life. Gabriel slams into me three more times, then buries himself deep, his pelvis flush with my butt as he finds his release.
I glance over my shoulder, and seeing his body wound tight, every muscle bulging, more pleasure rockets through me.
I struggle to catch my breath as he pulls out of me. With a left hand firmly gripping my hip, he keeps me in place while he rests a right palm on my back. I hear him suck in deep breaths of air, then his fingers brush over the marks covering my skin.
He bends over me and presses a kiss to my back. “I love every inch of you.”
My mouth curves up, my heart expanding to the size of the universe.
He flips me onto my back, then braces himself over me, his golden eyes burning into mine. I lift a hand and caress my finger over the stubble on his jaw.
“Did I hurt you?”
I shake my head. “I don’t care if it’s sore because then I’ll still feel you inside me.”
Pure satisfaction washes over his handsome face. “You’re fucking perfect.”
“Askim,” I say the word Nisa taught me. It means my love.
A smile spreads over Gabriel’s face, then he demands, “You better call me that whenever you speak to me.”
“Evet, Askim.”
With a chuckle, he leans down and presses a tender kiss to my mouth, then murmurs against my lips, “I love you so fucking much, Ödülüm.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down until all his weight pushes me into the mattress.
It doesn’t take long before I feel him harden, and as he starts to devour my mouth, he fills me again, slowly making love to me.
Chapter 49
Lara
After we’ve gotten dressed, and I notice Gabriel’s wearing jeans and a charcoal sweater, I ask, “Are you staying home today?”
He nods, and pulling me against his chest, he says, “I need the day off.”
“I agree.” I tilt my head back and stare into his eyes.
Lifting a hand, he brushes some hair from my face. “Mazur is dead.”
He watches me closely for my reaction, and it makes me search my emotions. I don’t feel anything but relief, knowing that monster won’t be able to hurt or kill anyone else.
My lips curve up. “Thank you, Askim.”
I absolutely adore calling him my love, and I’m happy he likes it.
“Are you ready for today?” he asks, worry creeping into his eye.
“No, but I’m going to do my best.” I have no idea how I will cross the bridge of ten years between my mother and me.
“I’m here for you,” he says.
I nod, and wrapping my arms around his waist, I rest my cheek against his chest. “You make me feel so strong.”
“You were strong long before I came along. I just helped you to see it.”
A soft smile curves my lips. “My mom used to tell me the story of Cinderella.” I tilt my head back again so I can look up at Gabriel. “She said fairytales exist and that one day I’d find my prince.”
He smiles at me with affection softening his eyes.
“You’re my prince,” I murmur lovingly.
Lowering his head, he presses a tender kiss to my mouth. “I killed the dragon and stole the princess who I claimed as my reward.” He lets out an amused chuckle. “If you want me to be your prince, I’ll be your fucking prince, baby.”
When I pull away, Gabriel smacks my butt. “Go make us some tea while I check on everyone.”