A whimper escaped her lips.
“It’s what you want too, is it not?” he asked. “My cock sliding between your thighs, fucking you until you break for me?”
“It’sallI want,” she admitted, no longer able to hold back. “Please, Gabriel. Don’t make me wait—”
He gripped her ass and slid inside her, cutting her off with a deep thrust so perfect, so intense it brought tears to her eyes.
“Show me,” he said, guiding her hips into a slow roll. “Show me just how you want me to punish you.”
She rose up on her knees, then slid down his shaft, every inch of him filling her all over again. He rocked forward to meet her, then pulled back, their bodies sliding apart, then joining once more. Every movement was slow and perfect, an erotic dance that set her nerves ablaze and made her delirious with pleasure, but it wasn’t enough.
Gabriel had tormented her with this game for too long, and now, her body was all out of patience.Shewas all out of patience.
She increased the pace, taking him in deeper, and Gabriel followed her lead, sliding his hands around to cup her ass, pulling her close as he sucked one nipple, then the other, his stubbled jaw scratching her skin, heat building between her thighs.
She rode him harder, faster, wanting only to get closer, to feel him deep inside, filling her, stretching her, pushing her closer to that blissful edge…
“Jacinda,” he ground out, hands gripping her hips, forcing her to slow her frantic thrusts.
She finally opened her eyes. Deprived of her vision earlier, it took Jaci a minute to adjust, a blur of colors and shapes slowly sharpening into focus.
“You just couldn’t wait, could you.” Gabriel grinned up at her, his eyes golden in the firelight as he brushed the hair away from her face. “For that, I’m revoking your topping privileges. Back on the bottom you go.”
“What?” Jaci laughed. “This was all a ploy. You totally set me up to fail just so you could be on top again.”
“Guilty as charged.” He flashed that maddening smirk, then wrapped his arms around her and rose from the chair, still holding her close.
A fleece blanket hung over the back of the other chair, and he grabbed it with one hand and tossed it onto the floor in front of the fireplace. Wordlessly he knelt down and laid Jaci on her back, then leaned forward, his mouth descending on her throat. He kissed down to her collarbone, then back up, nuzzling her neck, feathering along her jaw, then slowly working his way back down.
Jaci fisted his hair, tugging him to bring him back to her mouth, but Gabriel shook his head, the rumble of his laughter making her stomach fizz.
“I’m in charge now,” he teased, running his firm hands up her inner thighs, slowly pushing them apart. “All you need to do is lie back and take your punishment.”
“Punishment. Right. Youreallyneed a new dic—”
“A new dick? Surely the warranty on the original hasn’t expired yet.” Still grinning, he lowered his dark head between her thighs.
The ghost of a sigh.
A deep, sensual growl.
The flick of a hot tongue teasing her clit.
“Dictionary!” she cried out, tightening her grip on his hair. “Holy fuckingshit, you’re… I can’t even… Is that… Oh, fuck.Gabriel…”
A whole bunch of other nonsense fell out of her mouth, but Jaci had no idea what language she was speaking now, and her vampire prince wasn’t listening anyway. He was already gone, lost in the rhythmic thrusts of his tongue, the hot caress of his mouth on her flesh.
The things he was doing to her…Damn. Maybe Jaci needed a new dictionary too, because when she tried to find the words to describe the event of Gabriel Redthorne unleashing his special brand of hell between her thighs, she couldn’t think of a single one.
With every delicious stroke, he chased the thoughts from her head, the worries from her heart, the fear, all of it. He kissed her until she forgot where she was. He kissed her until she was weak and dizzy. He kissed her until her mind evaporated and she was nothing but a collection of sighs and sensations, vibrating and pulsing, liquifying beneath the command of his filthy, insatiable mouth.
Then, sucking her clit between his lips, he thrust two fingers inside her, curving them just right.
“Tell me to stop,” he growled.
“Don’t stop.”
“Are you certain?” He thrust in harder, bringing his mouth back to her clit, circling it with his tongue as he stroked her with his fingers, deeper, faster…
