Chapter 26 Chapter 26
Audrey
Reject him, tell him to leave you the hell alone. That’s what I had come up here to do after all.
Slap his face, well his mask anyway and tell him, tell him you are with-
What was his name?
Why couldn’t I think of my date's name? I knew it had something to do with the oh so blue eyes staring down at me from beneath the hideous mask but it was more than the look that Gabriel was giving me.
It was the feel of his hand closed around my throat as his fingers tiptoed up my thigh.
I had missed this.
Missed him.
As much as I hated myself for it, I did.
“It’s only ever you Gabriel.” I said even though I told myself I was going to scream at him to let me go. “I want you to fuck me-“
He speared me with his fingers, hard and fast and a scream ripped its way out of my throat.
I clutched at his hand, not the one currently working my pussy like he had been born to use me, no I gripped the hand around my throat. Forcing him to squeeze my neck even harder. My breath hissed and rasped as he cut off my air.
My core clenched around his fingers.
And behind his mask Gabriel’s eyes glittered. “You like this don’t you?”
He didn’t wait for an answer.
“You want this?”
What could I say? Yes. I didn’t need to use my words for him to know that. My body told the story for me. Yes I wanted this, I wanted his danger, I wanted him and I hadn’t even realised it properly until now.
Because it didn’t matter what I had told myself, I hadn’t come up here to tell him to leave me alone. I had come up here, away from my friends and my date for this.
For his fingers in my pussy and his hand around my throat.
I didn’t know what that made me but I was past caring.
“And how about-“ a wicked glint entered bjs eyes. Making them darker, like bottomless pits of hell that I was willingly falling down.
God I could get lost in his eyes.
Curving his body over mine, he forced me backwards. Right over the opening to the obliette. Instantly I stiffened. Remembering everything he had just said about people being left down there to starve to death in olden time,
One wrong move and he would drop me. I was pretty sure someone would find me but that wouldn’t do any good if I broke my neck on the way down.
My nails scraped at his hand, clawing at it. My other lashesd out to the side in an attempt to grab hold of something. Anything, just in case he dropped me.
“Trust me.”
The order in his voice made me freeze. I lifted panicked eyes to his again.
“Trust me Audrey.” The hand between my legs slowed.
Becoming almost lazy as he pushed me back into the opening.
“I-“ a moan rumbled from my mouth, as his fingers stroked against my inner walls. “I do.”
“Good.”
At least I thought he said good but I couldn’t be sure. There was no way of seeing his mouth move under the mask, no way of knowing whether I had imagined him saying that.
The hand around my throat flexed, holding me still.
It was the only thing keeping me from plunging to my death. It should have been terrifying, instead it was thrilling. My pussy clenched around his fingers.
His fingers curled, stroking against me and the moan that burst from my mouth was warbled.
“Ssssh. Not a sound.” He pressed down harder, making it impossible to be quiet. Behind his mask, his oh-so-blue eyes flashed. “Quiet Audrey.” He ordered. The fingers of his other hand plunged into my mouth, filling it so there was no chance to cry out my pleasure.
I sucked, and his eyes widened. His eyes darted down. I heard him swallow hard. “Oh fuck.”
It might have been my imagination, but I was sure I heard him swallow hard.
Was it possible that I was making him lose control? Did I have some kind of power here?
Like he could read my mind, he snatched his hand back, putting it back between my legs and rubbing. Using his whole hand to curl around me, tips of his fingers dipping into me as the heel of his hand rubbed hard against my sensitive clit.
We stayed like that for a minute, no more, before he pulled his hand away again. I wanted to cry out. I had been so close, and he had just left me teetering on the edge.
The sound of a zipper being yanked down was loud in the sudden quiet.
He moved, quickly, sliding himself between my thighs. I moved without thinking, drawing my knees up over his hips.
There was one delicious second where I could feel him pressing against me, before he slammed himself forward with so much force that I couldn't help but scream.
Gabriel filled me completely. There was not one inch of me that I couldn't feel him pressing against.
“You were made for me Audrey.” He growled out, his voice hitched, as he circled his hips. The force and urgency in him seemed to have disappeared. His movements were almost lazy. Slowly he pulled out, and then slid in, slowly inch by inch. Circling his hips when he couldn't go anywhere.
“See how good you take me.”
I couldn't look because of the way he had me hanging over the opening. The only thing keeping me from falling, was his hand and the legs I had wrapped tightly round his waist, but I followed his eyes downward. He was watching himself slide in and out of me. And if the darkness in his gaze was anything to go by, he was enjoying every single second of it.
“Feel-” His words turned into a grunt. More animalistic than man. “How you clamp round me. You want this, don't you?”
I nodded.
“Tell me.” He ground out.
“I want you.” I managed to whisper.
“Good.” He stepped away, pulling me away from the dark opening, and slipping from my body.
“What?” I cried out, reaching for him. I wanted him back inside of me. I wanted to feel the stretch and fullness. I felt empty without him. “Gabriel. Please.”
“Show me.”
Confused, I stared at him. My eyebrow slamming down over my eyes. “What-?”
He pointed to the ground at his feet. “Show me how much you want me Audrey.” He said again, more firmly, and this time I understood what he wanted.
I swallowed hard, licking at my lips. I wasn't an innocent angel. I liked giving head, but this meant so much more than wrapping my lips around him.
If I did this, then it would mean I couldn't deny it anymore. It would mean I wanted him. That I was accepting him, because this would be me touching him.
Glancing down, I watched as he fisted his cock, up and down. It shone with my juices. My mouth watered.
I moaned again. Why was the sound of a man, moaning and groaning so damn hot?
My body moved, like it had a mind of its own. I fell to my knees in front of him. Bruising them on the hard floor, and reaching for him.
He swatted my hands away before I could begin to slide them up his muscular thighs. “No.” His eyes flashed. “You don't touch me, hands by your side Audrey.”
For a second I was confused, and then I settled my arms by my side and opened my mouth greedily, bringing my face to him.
He slapped the thick leaking head of his cock against my tongue. I could taste myself on him, but I could taste him as well.
Salty and sticky.
“You’ll take all of me.” He ordered
Nodding, I closed my lips around him. Hollowing out my cheeks to suck him, and was rewarded by a moan.
My pussy clenched. Why was the sound of a man moaning so damn hot?
Just like he had fucked my pussy, Gabriel’s cock slid down my throat slowly. Until my eyes were watering and it felt like I couldn't breathe.
I wanted to slap at his thighs, but I remembered what he said. No touching, just this. Just him sliding in and out of my body.
“Youre good at that Audrey.”
My eyes swiveled up. And something in my body clenched at his praise.
Fuck.
Was it possible that I was close to coming, just because he gave me a compliment?
Or was it this whole situation. Gabriel took control so easily, and even though I had always thought I was a strong, independent woman, there was something insanely hot about giving over complete control.
“But-”
To the side something glittered, I started to move my face away from him to look, but one hand clamped around the back of my head and forced me down onto him. Making me gag. Drool fell from my lips in a sticky stream.
My eyes darted that way, because I wasn't sure I had seen right.
“Trust me.” He said again, bringing the knife in front of him. He wanted me to see it. He wanted me afraid. “Dont stop.”
I moved my lips over him, my eyes trying to keep the knife in view, but it was impossible. Not that I needed to see it, I could feel it. Slicing through the corset, with quick efficient ease. It parted the material like butter. Leaving my costume in rags that fell from my body. The wings fell to the floor with a small thump.
And it was apt in a way. Like my own goodness was being cut away.
The cock in my mouth throbbed, bouncing against my tongue.
Gabriel's hand tightened in my hair. “I can't wait to fill you full of my cum, Audrey.” Harder and faster, he pushed me against him. Holding my head tight to him, until it felt like I was going to pass out from the lack of oxygen.
I could feel the tip of his knife against my left breast. Right over my heart. One wrong move, and it would slide in, and this would all be over.
For both of us.
Did I want that? That sweet sweet-
Without meaning to, I pushed against it. The sting of the blade slid into my skin, and I moaned around him. My lips vibrated.
Pain, it was good.
He literally held my life in his hands, and it made me want to scream with pleasure.
With every moment I spent with Gabriel, I learnt something new about myself. It was like the old Audrey was being cut away, to release what I was always meant to be.
His.
“Fuck.” Gabriel's eyes were glued to the red dot of blood against my breast. He licked his lips hungrily. “Stop.” he ordered and his voice sounded almost angry. “Stop right now, before I lose control.
I froze, what did he mean lose control? Did the sight of me bleeding excite him?
Catching me under the armpits he lifted me, pulling me into his body. His hands rummaged between our bodies again, and this time when he thrust into me there was nothing slow or steady about it.
He pounded forward, stretching me around him, and giving me no choice but to feel every inch.
Was it possible that he was even bigger than the first time?
Together we fell back against the obliette. I clung to him. Legs around his hips. Hands scrambling on his shoulders. Gabriel ploughed forward, his tongue lapping at the trickle of blood leaking from the small cut on my breast. Each thrust harder and faster than the one before.
“Im going to cum.” I whispered. Only the pressure that was building inside of me was like nothing I had ever felt before.
It felt like every nerve ending was on fire.
Like I was being consumed by him.
I heard a strange cry, a noise that didn't belong, but I barely registered it when every muscle in my body seemed to snap.
My back arched, Gabriel’s lips closed around my nipple and sucked hard. Two thrusts, and he groaned my name like a prayer.
I felt him twitch and begin to fill me with his seed.
“Youre mine””He grunted.
I could do nothing but agree with him. There was nothing in the world for me at that moment but Gabriel King.
“I am yours.”
“Audrey?” a female voice sounded shocked, disgusted. Rising in disbelief. “What the hell are you doing?”