Page 39 of Vow of Darkness
“All you have to do is say it.” He lightly spanks my ass with his other hand. “Just say it, baby. Just say it.” I’ve never heard Gabriel sound this unhinged before. He’s caught in the moment like I am.
I buck my hips against his hand unashamedly. I need this. I need this. God, I need this.
“Oh, oh, oh!” I moan.
Gabriel presses down hard on my clit. “Say it.”
I can’t hold back any longer and I need this release more than I’ve ever needed anything in my entire life.
“I’m yours,” I sob as my orgasm rips through me. “I’m yours.”
Gabriel continues to rub me as I ride out my orgasm. My hips can’t stop moving against his hand. I need it like I need air.
It’s only after my body calms down that he removes his hand from between my legs. I watch over my shoulder as he brings it to his nose and inhales.
“Your smell makes me fucking hard.” He rolls me onto my back and spreads my legs wide, pressing his face against my inner thigh and inhaling deeply. I blush, knowing how close he is to my most intimate area.
“Fuck, Aurora.” He presses a kiss against my clit and I can’t stop my hips from bucking up. He holds my thighs in place. “I could eat you out for days and never stop. I just know it.” He continues pressing soft kisses along my folds and nub when what I really need is pressure. Something firm. And I think he knows that. This is Gabriel’s way of continuing to torture me for my father’s crime.
“What are you doing to me?” I whine, feeling unhinged and hot and confused all at once.
“I am consuming you. Body and soul. You’ll be begging me to touch you soon enough.” He presses one last kiss to my clit before sitting up. I can’t stop the whine of disappointment from escaping me. My body is hot and achy and desperate for more.
“You are mine, Aurora. Never forget it. Your pussy is no longer yours. You will not touch it yourself. I’ll only touch you. Only I’ll show you pleasure.”
“I hate you,” I whisper, breathing heavy, my legs spread wide and my entire body on display for him.
He smirks. “If you truly hated me, you wouldn’t have come twice on my hand. You wouldn’t be desperate for me to kiss your pretty little pussy. You would be kicking and screaming and we both know it. You chose to be here, Aurora. Live with your choice.”
“Then open up to me. Let me in.”
Gabriel’s expression immediately clamps down and he stands up. There’s an iciness to him that wasn’t there before. “I don’t open up to people.”
“You could try. I’m your wife. Please.”
Without a word, Gabriel leaves the room. It’s only then that I realize I never found out why he came into my bedroom in the first place but a part of me wonders if he just came in to see me for me.
Chapter Ten
Gabriel
Istorm into the nearest bathroom and get into the shower. Within seconds, I have my cock in hand, stroking myself to the memory of seeing Aurora come from my touch. She is going to drive me insane. No one has ever gotten under my skin like she has before. Asking me about my family. Not many people in my life know about the true horrors Giovanni did to my mother and father when I was a boy. Only my right hand, Leo, and a few other trusted men in my inner circle.
I jerk myself off harder and faster as if I need to remove Aurora from my mind. She is getting close to finding out my true vulnerabilities. The fact she saw me have a panic attack is bad enough. No one has ever seen me like that or if they have, they always end up dead.
I’m a man who kills without remorse. George’s death was nothing to me. It was easy enough to cover up. Leo made his death look like a car accident rather than a murder. Ginevra hasn’t asked me any questions, even though she was here the night of her husband’s death. She was never happy with him anyway. But she’s not the woman I’m thinking of right now.
Aurora’s taste and smell is branded in my mind. I married her to possess her but now she’s sinking in closer to me and I’m not sure what to make of it.
The memory of her coming on my hand hits me and I finally find my own release. It doesn’t provide me with any comfort though.
Aurora is still a problem I don’t know how to fix.
I get a lead on Giovanni.
Leo and I with one of my other men, Rocco, head to the area he was last spotted near: a secluded mansion in the countryside.
The beautiful scenery of olive trees doesn’t provide me any comfort. Not when I’m getting closer to killing the man who killed my family.
