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Kevin had left almost foaming at the mouth from his rage, the front door slamming behind him. Stella had stared at her mother and whispered a very fervent, “Thank you.”
That night Stella had trouble falling asleep, and for hours considered stealing out of her window to go to him. She’d said that she would, and she knew he must be waiting for her.
Instead she kept to her bed, filled with apprehension that any angered townsfolk would follow her if she were caught wandering the streets. She was scared of what they might do to her—to Gabriel. Their hate had been festering for far too long, and after realizing with a shock how mean Kevin could be when angered, she might as well expect that of everyone else, too. For years, the town had seemed to be waiting for a reason, one single, valid reason to go after him. All that held them back was fear, that same chilling feeling that kept Stella in her bed that night.
When sleep finally claimed her, it lacked dreams, her thoughts filled with a bleak, black nothingness. She woke up in the middle of the night, facedown and moaning into her pillow.
Stella was being deliciously fucked.
“Wake up, baby,” a murmur whispered behind her ear.
She fisted her hands over the bed as a wave of heat washed over her. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded, feeling the length of a thick, long cock slide up to her center.
“There you go,” a silky voice purred in her ear before a sinful tongue swirled across her neck and shoulders.
She craned her neck, exposing it to his mouth as it trailed upward and moistened the skin along her jaw, the shell of her earlobe.
He was shafting her hard, her pussy so moist she could hear the wet, slick sounds of his cock slipping in. She squeezed her eyes shut. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t you dare stop.”
Grabbing her pelvis, he pulled out, and then slammed back in again. “I’m not stopping.”
Oh, she’d truly gone to heaven now.
She gasped when he withdrew and took his cock in his hand, rubbing the tip along her cleft. The swollen, pulsing head stroked her lips, her clit, and then all the way back to the pink, ringed entrance of her ass.
“Please tell me this isn’t a dream,” she moaned.
“It’s not a dream,” he murmured, pressing his cock to her wet, needy pussy. “No dream.” He f
illed her again with a single thrust delving all the way in.
Oh, dear this was wonderful. Then a shocking thought came to her. “Gabriel…who am I?”
“Hush, Stella.” His lips touched her ear, hands smoothing up her sides then cupping her breasts. “Let me fuck you.”
She was still herself, and he was fucking her. How incredible. How delicious. Oh, let this night never end. “Yes, oh, Gabriel, fuck me.”
He groaned, gripped her hips tightly and pulled out. “Say it again.”
“Fuck me.”
“My name, Stella. Say it.”
“Gabriel.”
He thrust inside. “Louder, Stella. Shout it.”
“Oh, Gabriel!”
He shafted her once more.
“Please, oh, God, Gabriel, faster!”
He plunged so deep her spine curved, and her eyes rolled backward as she came. Waves of pleasure rocked through her, her cunt pulsing around him, and he pounded faster, pummeling her through her orgasm. As her trembling receded, she felt the warm spurt of his cum inside her, and another wave of shuddering rocked through her.
“Oh, God,” she breathed.
He nuzzled her neck, his lips moist on her flesh. “You’re mine.”
