Chapter 29 Chapter 29
Gabriel
She wanted to argue with me. Tell me that everyone needed people around them. And maybe other people did. They needed family and friends and all that jazz.
But me and her? We only needed each other and the sooner she realised that the better.
In my world, in my universe there was only her.
Sliding my hand up her spine I gripped the back of her neck. Moving her towards the dark window.
Our reflections stared back at us, distorted from the rain.
“Do you see what I see.” My fingers tightened around her spine. Forcing her to look at herself, but to look at me as well.
Her eyes widened. “I look like -“
My fingers flexed and Audrey let out a startled breath forcing me to reflex my grip on her. She was such a tiny thing and sometimes I forgot my own strength. I didn’t want to snap her neck by accident.
Settling myself against her back, one hand on the back of her neck the other closed around her naked breasts and squeezed. Kneading the fleshy globe with my palm until the nipple tightened.
“You look perfectly-“ the rain came down harder. Distorting our images and my mouth cracked open in a smile. “Perfectly broken.”
She started. “I’m not broken.”
Audrey was lying to herself and we knew it. She wore her scars on the inside and mine were on the outside but she was as scarred as I was. And with the rain breaking our reflection she looked as damaged as I was.
“Aren’t you?” Dropping my lips to the hollow just under her ear. I sucked hard. But my eyes never left that window. And hers didn’t either. She watched as my mouth moved across her skin.
My ruined lips, against the perfection that was her and she trembled because she knew as well as I did that tonight changed everything between us.
Even if she was regretting it now, her friends would never again look at her the same way. She was a monster to them now.
And she had never been more beautiful to me. Because finally she was mine and there was no going back from what we had done.
“No.” Her head fell back, a moan falling from her lips as my mouth worked against her skin. “No, I'm not broken. I’m just a little- lost.”
I smiled against her skin. “Then let me be your anchor. You won’t ever feel lost because you have me. I’m your home now Audrey.”
“Home.” She stiffened. “I don’t even have a home anymore. I can’t go back to the city, and I sold-“
I knew she was going to pull away before she did it. It was just a subtle intake of breath and then she untangled herself from my arms.
“I need some clothes and-“
Watching as she moved away, a wave of unease filled me. She was covering herself. Like she couldn’t bring herself to be naked around me.
Or maybe she wasn’t ready to be vulnerable.
“You don’t need clothes.” I reached for her again and this time she stepped away. Her eyes darted up to my face and fear settled in her eyes when she looked at me.
Sighing, I settled the mask over my lower face.
“I’ll go over and get some of your clothes.” I sighed again. If known that once the post sex adrenaline had worn off she would try and back away. I’d even made plans for it.
There was everything here for her that she needed, well everything except clothes because if I had my way she would never be dressed again.
Warily she moved around the bed. Like a cornered wild animal.
Under the rubber of the mask, my lips moved. Like having the bed between us would make any difference.
“I need to go home Gabriel.” She whispered. “While it is still mine.” Her eyes skirted away. “I sold it-“ her voice was a whisper.
“To my brother Michael. I know. That was foolish Audrey but I have stopped it so far. I’ll continue to stop the sale. That house is part of our history and-“
“You stopped.” She groaned. “Of course you did.”
I blinked at her in surprise. “You’re angry with me.”
Her eyes flashed. “Of course I am. You can’t just steam roll every aspect of my life.”
I moved fast, years of training helping me. So she didn’t even react until I was on the bed and grabbing her around both wrists. I yanked her forward.
“I can do anything I want with your life Audrey.” Another hard tug on her arms and we both fell backward on the bed. I crushed her to my chest and wrapped both arms around her to lock her there.
“If you just stop fighting me, you would realise that.” I let out a strangled cry as the hands trapped between our bodies clawed down my chest hard enough to draw blood.
It wasn’t the pain that made me cry out, it was her small hand and the fact it was reaching for me. Curling around the thick head of my cock she squeezed so hard that it felt like she was strangely the life out of me.
My cock bounced and throbbed between our bodies as she worked me up and down with quick jerky movements.
“I will never stop fighting you.” As if to prove her words she bit down on my shoulder. “I am not yours to command Gabriel.”
Again her hand moved and this time I had no choice but to loosen my grip on her. She surged upwards, guiding the thick head of my cock to her opening.
“I am not yours to rule over. You are not in charge of my life, I am-“ she slid down my cock slowly, her hands flat on my chest and her eyes clashed with mine. “Is that understood?”
Mutely I nodded because who could talk when her tight pussy was gripping my cock like it was.
So tight and warm.
So fucking perfect that I almost lost control before she was even fully seated.
I’d been inside of her already tonight. But this felt different.
This wasn’t me taking from her, this was her taking from me and I was down for it.
Rolling her hips she let her head fall back. Her breasts, each topped with a tight little nipple like a cherry on a cake thrust forward and my hands itched to cover them. To squeeze them together and bring them to my mouth.
I wanted to mark every inch of her perfect unflawed skin with my teeth.
“Understood.” I growled out. Letting my hands fall to my side I watched as she moved. Her body taking all of me and rolling and it was the sweetest torture I had ever felt.
My eyes glued themselves to her mound. To my brand. I could barely see it in the shadowy room but just knowing it was there was enough.
She wore my brand and that would never change. But that didn’t really change anything.
Audrey wasn’t mine. She was right about that. I didn’t own her.
But she did own me. Completely.
“I am yours, Audrey.” I muttered as her body continued to move over mine. “Completely and utterly yours. Tell me what you need.”
I knew what she needed. She needed this. Our bodies coming together wetly. She needed the release that only I could give her and right now she needed control.
I knew that feeling well.
Control was the one thing I needed that, more than anything else. Well apart from her. I needed her more and if this was what it took to keep her then so be it.
“I need-“ her small hands moved across my chest, over the scars that the darkness had always hidden from her. “To see you.”
My hips thrust up. “Soon.”
I didn’t want to talk, not about that and not now when I could feel her pussy fluttering in little rhythmic bursts around my cock.
I didn’t want to talk about anything. I just wanted her to feel how good we were together. How right.
Her movements slowed and stopped altogether. Small hands flat on my chest.
“This is-“ she sounded angry. “This is why we can’t be together properly Gabriel. You expect me to give you everything but you give me nothing.”
Behind the mask I frowned. Was that how it felt to her: that I was giving her nothing.
“I -“
She turned her face away.
Reaching out one hand I flicked on the lamp. And the room was filled with warm creamy light. It illuminated me. Forcing the darkness that hid the raised scars away.
“Oh.”
It wasn’t even a word, not really but it filled my heart with dread. Feeling them was one thing but seeing me was completely another.
I knew that I looked like a monster.
Eyes wide she ran the tips of her fingers over them. Tracing each one until she reached the edge of my mask again.
“No.” I caught her hands. “Not yet.”
“I want to kiss your lips again. In the light this time. I want to-“
Slowly I loosened my grip, letting her bare my lower face. She traced the ruined skin there as well. And then her lips were on me. She didn’t kiss my lips, she kissed everywhere else though. Mapping out the scar tissue that a mad man had given me to get revenge on my family.
“You are so beautiful.” She whispered and this time she did kiss my lips. “So very beautiful to me.”
“You mean-“
Her tongue swiped against my lips. Demanding entrance and I gave it to her willingly.
We came together hard, her body slammed down onto mine and mine thrust up to meet hers but not once did her lips leave mine.
I knew the moment before she cum, it was in the hitch in her breath. The way her flesh trembled under my hands.
Reaching down I cupped her ass, forcing her down on to me harder and harder until she screamed.
I grunted once, splashing her insides with my cum for the second time that night.
Finally spent ,she fell forward , her cheek coming to rest on the ruins of my chest. I felt the ragged heat of her breath flow against my skin as she panted.
“Beautiful.” She whispered. This time when she sighed it was a soft contended sound.
I couldn’t help it, I smiled. She thought I was beautiful. She was in my arms not because I forced her to be but because she wanted to be.
And she thought I was beautiful.
My arms tightened around her. “Sleep now. Sleep in my arms Audrey. Where I know you will always be safe.”
Closing my eyes I let the weight of the world ebb away.
“I love you-“ I whispered before I could help myself. Three little words but I couldn’t remember the last time I said them.
Had I ever said them to anyone?
Her small snore answered me but that was ok. She didn’t need to say them back. I knew how she felt about me. No one could look at me and see beauty unless they loved me.
“I’m never going to let you go Audrey, not ever.”