Like You This Way
Belle
Gabriel doesn’t leave me on the next full moon.
He allows himself to transform into a beast in front of my eyes, locking the two of us in his bedroom.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he patiently answers all my questions about his past.
Even if I’ve asked them several times before.
“I wasn’t joking about still liking the way you look as a beast,” I say. “You should kiss me before the sun comes up.”
“It’ll be up in a minute.” His laughter fills the room. “I’ll have to do that to you another night.”
“Scared you might leave a mark?”
“Scared you might like it a little too much.”
The first ray of sunlight hits his head before he can say another word, causing his fur to dissolve into his usual black hair.
Fascinated, I watch as he becomes human again, and then he moves next to me in bed.
“You don’t want me like this?” he asks. “Only as a beast?”
“I think I could settle having you this way for my first time…”
“You’re settling?” He smiles and runs his palms against my sides as more sunlight streams into the room. “Is that really what you meant to say?”
“Absolutely…”
He lets out a low laugh and trails his hands down my nightgown, gently pinching my nipples through the fabric.
Gently lifting it from the bottom, he pulls it over my head.
I watch his every move and my entire body tenses in anticipation—so much so that my legs begin to tremble.
He presses his hands against them, staring at me as he darts a tongue against my thighs.
“I won’t hurt you,” he whispers. “I’m just going to own you for a while…”
His eyes command me to stay focused on him as he takes his time moving his seductive, wet trail upward, and my breathing slows with every wanton kiss.
“Ahhh…” I moan as he swirls his tongue around my left nipple. He gently traps it between his teeth and sucks on it until my back arches from the bed.
Again, and again, and again…
Then, as if his mission is to torture me with even more pleasure, he repeats the same rhythm on my right nipple.
Harder, harder, and harder…
I wrap my arms around his shoulders when his mouth finally latches against mine, but he slowly pulls away from me.
“Wait…” he says.
He unfastens his pants and tosses them to the floor. He pulls off his undergarment next, and I swallow as his huge, thick cock juts out toward me.
I reach out and cup my hand around it, and he places his hand around mine. Guiding me to stroke it up and down, letting me feel it harden even more under my palm, he smiles at me with every touch.
“Still settling?” He teasingly whispers before moving on top of me. Spreading my legs apart, he runs a hand between my thighs and groans once he feels how wet I am.
“Look at me,” he says, his voice soft. “Look into my eyes…”
I oblige, getting lost in his blue seas as he anchors my hips.
“Grab onto the metal behind you.” He gives me another command, but I don’t follow it.
“Belle.” He leans forward and bites down on my bottom lip. “Grab onto the metal behind you.”
I obey that time, swallowing as I feel him press the head of his cock against my soaking wet slit.
With my eyes still swimming in his seas, he slowly slides his cock inside of me. My fingers cling to the metal and I suck in slow breaths as I take every inch.
When he’s completely inside me, he growls softly in my ear. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?” He traps my earlobe between his teeth. “Tell me the truth…”
“I promise.”
“Good girl,” He pulls out of me all at once and I suddenly feel bereft.
I’m about to ask him what the hell he’s doing, but he slides inside me again—all at once—and I cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain.
I immediately let go of the metal and grab onto his back, scraping my nails against his skin with every deep and demanding stroke.
The bed creaks against the motion, echoing against the room amidst the sounds of our slapping skin.
“Belle…”
“Gabriel…” I can barely say his name.
“Fuck…”
His mouth finds mine again, and while his kisses obliterate all the ones he’s given me before, his cock controls my entire body with its hard and penetrating rhythm.
I try to say his name again, to tell him I can’t hold on for too much longer, but it’s no use. His lips have yet to leave mine, and I’m struggling to breathe.
The sensation of him owning me in two places is all too much, and before I know it, he’s muffling my screams with a kiss that takes the last of my breath away.
I instantly come apart beneath him, and I feel him stiffening and pulling out shortly after.