“What do we do now?” Jessica asked once they were outside and had washed the blood from their bodies in the fountain. The crisp air turned the water to ice, forming chillbumps on her skin.
Gabriel’s expression washed heat over her skin and made her cleft clench with hunger. “I have faced d’pack and fought for the right to claim you as mate. Do you accept me, Jessica?”
Jessica couldn’t find her voice. She swallowed past the lump in her throat, forcing herself to speak. “I do. I’ve wanted it since I first saw you. But ... is everything okay now?”
“No one can harm you ever again, so long as I live, petite.”
She felt suddenly breathless at his promise. “What do we do now?”
He smiled wickedly. “Now we find a bed.”
He led her in a run to his car. The streets were empty with the lateness of the hour.
Jessica followed him breathlessly. She laughed throatily when they reached his car.
She moved along the passenger side, reaching for the door. He grabbed her wrist before she could open it, whirling her around, crushing her against the metal.
His hand closed on the back of her neck, forcing her lips to his as he rubbed his jean clad erection against her pubic mound. He nipped at the curves of her lips, swallowing her passionate cry as he ground against her. Her legs parted for him, allowing him closer.
He swept his tongue into her mouth, tangling with her tongue. She sucked him, hard.
He tasted wild, like summer thunder. He consumed her, addicting her with his taste.
She loved kissing him, loved that he was hers and she was his. Her breasts pressed into his chest, growing full and swollen, her nipples achy for the heat of his mouth.
He growled against her lips as she bucked against him, forcing her to accept his tongue and the rough grind of his hips. Blood pounded in her veins, in her clit, pooling in the hot center of her until the slightest touch had her writhing in erotic agony.
“I can’ wait that long to taste you,” he ground out, pulling back to stare at her intently. His teeth skated along the arch of her throat, past her clavicle. Pleasure erupted along her nerves.
He thrust the robe open with rough hands, baring her body to his eyes and the wet heat of his mouth. “I have hungered for dis, chere.” His lips and teeth nibbled at the top of one breast.
She knew what he wanted. Her body thrilled to his rough sensuality, the sense of danger and exposure. “Oh god, Gabriel, not here.”
“Oui.” His mouth locked over her nipple, enveloping the tip in the hot depths of his mouth. His tongue rubbed the achy bud as he suckled her, hard, harder.
Jessica bit her lip to stifle her cries, moaning as the pleasure moved up her breast and spread through her body.
He broke away, nuzzled her other breast, closing his hand around her still throbbing nipple as he lathed the other. His free hand moved down the curve of her waist, lower, to her apex, playing in the wet curls there. Jessica rose on her toes, grasping his head, trying to anchor herself to the ground.
Her body anticipated the thrust of his fingers, creamed in excess, preparing for the invasion she wanted so badly.
“It’s no’ enough,” Gabriel ground out, breaking from her breast. He rubbed his nose in the valley, moving lower, trailing wet kisses down her stomach. He was kneeling now, pushing her legs roughly apart.
Jessica acquiesced, too eager to stop him now, no matter who might come along.
She had to have him inside her or she’d go crazy.
“Will this appease my hunger?” he said hoarsely, looking up at her with intensely dark eyes, spreading her swollen lips with one tender hand. “You are so wet for me, chere. I wonder if your cream can slake my thirst.”
He forced one of her legs over his shoulder, spreading her wide to his mouth. He reached around and gripped the cheeks of her ass, burying his face in her pussy.
Jessica cried out as his tongue burrowed into her slick channel, pushing past the tight muscles ringing the entrance of her vagina, deeper. Her blood boiled in her veins. He groaned into her cleft with a deep, rumbling sound of appreciation and ate her with hungry, rough strokes. He pulled loose from the suction of her cunt, lapping at the edges of her pussy, up to her clit, circling the sensitized nub.
Her body wept it’s juices. She felt them running down her supporting leg, knew she drenched him with her need. She gripped the cold metal car, arching her back, grinding against his face involuntarily.
Gabriel couldn’t get enough of her, couldn’t taste enough. She was so sweet, so delicious. Desire fogged his brain, taking control. The scent of her beast coated her skin, driving him insane with lust. He drove his tongue into her core again, moving one hand around to skate his thumb against her clit. He rubbed it roughly Her muscles clenched tightly around his driving tongue. Her pussy trembled with the force of her climax. Her juices increased, gushing on his tongue. She cried out, bucking against him as he rubbed her clit harder and lapped her ravenously.
He was too far gone to be gentle. Need drove him now--the need to mate with his woman--blinding him to everything else. He dropped her leg and freed his unbearably hard cock in one smooth move, pushing her legs up.
She wrapped her arms around him, digging her nails into his shoulders. She pressed her slick heat against him, driving him out of his mind. He groaned, buried his face against her neck as he pressed his cockhead to her tight hole.
She cried as he drove inside her. His cock jerked, throbbing with hard, violent spasms, threatening to explode from the excruciating grip of her channel. He stopped, trying to reign himself in, wanting it to be gentle this time. His heart pounded from the effort. His groin burned, muscles taut.
She squirmed against him, tightening her thighs at his hips. “Oh god, Gabriel, don’t stop now,” she whispered fiercely, heaving for breath, tossing her head in agony and ecstasy. She begged him with her hands, the arching of her body, the clench and release of her inner muscles. She chanted his name, pleading, driving him over the edge.
He lost it. All control, all restrain. There was nothing left but the pure animal need now, to mark and claim ... to conquer. He released a savage groan and scored her neck, sucking her flesh, giving in to the violent, feral needs that claimed him. He pulled out and forcefully drove into her. She screamed, clinging to him. He couldn’t know whether it was pleasure or pain, or both. His cock burned from her tightness, gripping him like a fist. He set a rapid, driving pace that had his nostrils flaring. He sucked her neck, pounding his hips against hers.
Her cries echoed around him, quickening the pound of his heart, the fire in his groin.
She raked her nails down his back, her body trembling as a climax seized her. Her kegels bit into him with crushing strength, pulling the orgasm from his body. He broke away from her neck, his own guttural cries mingling with hers.
His cock jerked and spewed his hot cum into her.
Her feet dropped to the ground as he leaned weakly against her. He nuzzled her neck, stirred to see his mark on her flesh and smell his scent on her skin. They belonged to each other now, always.
“Je t’aime,” he murmured against her ear, nibbling her lobe.
“Do you mean it,” she said breathlessly, tightening her arms around him. “Or is it because you’re still inside me?”
He lifted his head, caught her smile and grinned at her. “Maybe.”
She swatted his shoulder and laughed. “That’s not an answer.”
“I think maybe you shouldn’ move so much, cause maybe I’m ready to love you more.” His cock was already growing hard again, responding to her heat.
“I think maybe we should wait for a bed,” she said tartly. “It’s just a miracle no one came along.”
“I think you’d like dat too much, ma diable.”
“I am not a devil!”
He grinned, nipping her lips. “You are when you squirm dose delicious hips.”
She lowered her lashes with a sultry smile and squirmed against him.
He sucked in a sharp breath. “You’ll be d’death of me, chere. I don’ know how I could love you so much.”
