I push one finger inside him, just to the knuckle, my heart in my throat.
It’s a tighter fit than I thought it would be. I’m not…I’m not really sure what I’m doing. I start to ask him if he’s okay, if he wants to keep going, but my question is mainly directed to his cock.
He pulls me off him by my hair.
Hisface.
It’s all want. All need. His eyes look black in the shadows.
“Don’t.” Gabriel grits his teeth. “Stop.”
He shoves me back down on his cock, and I’m about to come, too. I thought this might be a situation where I was in charge.
I’m not. I amdefinitelynot.
I push my finger all the way in, and Gabriel arches off the bed with a feral growl. He pulls my hair until I have tears in my eyes. Until I understand that he wants more.
I add another finger.
A third.
I quit feeling self-conscious and finger-fuck him.
And helovesit. Every sound out of his mouth is a growl or a wordless begging scold or a shaky breath. He’s a strong, powerful man, and he’s falling apart for me. He’s fucking my fingers right back. Everything about him is confident and sure. About himself. About me.
I taste salt and push my fingers in deep, one more time, because I know he’s about to—
Gabriel pulls me up by my hair. This time, he moves too. He gets to his knees and drags me to him across the mattress.
My heart stops, then rattles back to life. He’s not being charming. He’s not being anything but himself. This is Gabriel, stripped down to the core, and it’s…a little intimidating.
It’sveryhot.
He leans in and gives me a kiss that’s mostly bite.
“I.Love.You.”
Gabriel says it like an order, and then he pushes my face into the pillow.
He has to becareful,but he’s too far gone. He pulls my ass into the air, knocks my legs apart with his knees, and slams himself all the way inside.
I see a million sugar crystals suspended in black space. He fucks me like an animal, so hard he might hurt his ribs. Gabriel finds my clit with his fingertips. It’s not a request. He’s demanding an orgasm. One pinch to my clit, and everything explodes.
Me. Gabriel.
He pins me down to the bed and fucks me deeper than I thought was possible. Then—heat. Lots of it. I can’t see. His voice breaks through a low, electric buzz.
“—all filled up. This is mine.” He rolls his hips. “You’re a mess. Sweet, perfect mess.”
Gabriel pulls out with a hiss, and then his fingers are at my entrance, pushing his cum back inside. Fucking me with it.
“I could stay like this all night. Keep it inside you until you’re pregnant with my baby.”
I can’t…even say anything to that. I clench involuntarily on his fingers, every inch of my skin tingling.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
The sound I make is more moan than anything else. Iwouldlike that. Oh, God, I would like that so much.