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He chuckled and moved his fingers in a playful way. “Magic.”
She shook her head. “Oh right. Why cook when you can magic burgers and fries.”
He frowned. “Should I know what those are?”
Her eyes widened. “You’ve never had…” Thinking she was amongst the one person ever who never experienced the amazing taste of burgers and fries, she was quickly swindled when Gabriel laughed.
“Got you. Of course, I’ve had them. Now,” he started and set the bottle on the counter. “Where were we a moment ago?”
Emma took another long gulp of her wine and handed her glass to Gabriel. He placed it next to the bottle and started toward her like a predator stalking its prey. In this case, a man seeking his woman.
She grinned and backstepped a few paces until she was stopped by the wall behind her. “I don’t know, you might have to remind me,” she teased.
He grunted in approval, and the smirk on his lips made her way to drop her panties right there, bend over, and beg him to fuck her.
Instead, Gabriel placed one hand on the wall and leaned in, the other on her stomach. “I believe we were about here.” He moved his hand up her body, between her breasts, until he reached her neck. He squeezed it just enough to bring a gasp from her, but not to strangle. He forced her head up with the base of his wrist.
“I’ve been waiting a very long time for you, Emma,” he said in a raspy tone. “A very, very long time. The moment you stepped into our world, I felt your presence. I knew you were here. Then when the breeze delivered your scent on the field, it took everything I had to not claim you in front of everyone.”
Butterflies erupted in her stomach, and Emma melted at his words. No one had ever talked to her like this, and it was exciting… erotic even.
She licked her lips, and Gabriel’s eyes darted to her mouth. She felt daring and sexy in his embrace. “Well what do you want to do to me right now?”
His gaze fell back to hers. “I want you naked, on my bed, and my cock buried deep inside you all fucking night. That is what I want, Emma.”
A shuddering breath escaped her, and she grasped his shirt. “Then we still have too many clothes on for —” She screamed, followed by laughter when Gabriel quickly bent down and picked her up over his shoulder.
He carried her from the den to a darkened room. He mumbled a few words, and firelight danced on the floor as flames burst to life in a fireplace. Shadows cast their bodies and the objects in the room, and before Emma could say anything, Gabriel dropped her down onto his bed.
He tugged at the tunic he wore and pulled it off, tossing it to the floor. Gabriel’s upper body was chiseled… sculpted like a statue found in a museum. He was perfection personified. His chest had a small tuft of hair between his pecs, then a dark line below his naval that led below his pants.
Emma sat up and reached for him, but he took a step back.
“Allow me to undress first because I plan on savoring this with you,” he told her.
She smirked and rested with her hands behind her head. Watching him wasn’t like watching a male stripper, but it could have been with some music. Moments later, his boots and pants were off, and the man had no underwear on.
She blinked at the size of his cock. It’s not that he was massive, because that would have hurt, but he was large and quite thick. He approached her, and she instantly wanted to know what he might have felt like in her mouth.
Her tongue slid across her bottom lip, and Gabriel groaned.
“What are you thinking,” he asked.
She flicked her eyes up to his. “How much I want to suck on you right now.”
Gabriel lifted a brow and a half grin. “As much as I want you to do just that, I need to undress you now.” He held a hand out for her, and she took it.
Standing to her feet, she wasn’t sure what to do with her hands. She wanted them on his body, his dick, everywhere. Instead she fisted them at her sides in an effort to keep herself under control, because what she really wanted was to get him on the bed climb on top and relish how he would feel inside her while she rode him.
Taking her arms, he lifted them above her head and wrapped his hands around her wrists. He slid his hands down her arms to her waist. Gathering her top with his fingers, he pulled it up, over her head. Her body shivered, and she wondered, was she cold? She didn’t feel cold… or maybe that was being this close, almost naked, next to her fated mate.
Next he bent down and removed her shoes, then her pants. He ran his hands up her legs to her panties and hooked his fingers around them. He slid them down her legs, and Emma stepped out of them.
He tilted his head with a grin. “You barely have hair down here.” He raised his eyes to hers, a touch of humor to them.
“I wax,” she explained.
“I like it.” He lifted one of her legs to the side, opening her sex.
