Page 35 of Hitched to the Vampire King

“Then what are you waiting for?” I whispered.

Gabriel brushed his lips against my collarbone before slowly moving toward the junction in my neck. “Are you sure?” he asked, his breath fanning my flesh.

“Yes.”

He started thrusting again, his fangs grazing my throat. “You are incredible.”

“Bet you say that to all the girls,” I teased.

“Hardly.” Then he paused. “This might be overwhelming for you.”

I nodded, my pulse hammering in my ears. I bet he could see it thumping away beneath my skin, teasing him.

“Don’t let me scream,” I said. “I don’t want Sam or Lucy charging in here.”

Gabriel paused and lifted his head, lust flaring in his eyes. “I can take care of that for you, luv. You just need to trust me.”

“You know I do,” I said. “There’s no one in the world I trust more than you.”

He kissed me again, then pulled back and peered into my eyes. “I can compel you to not scream,” he offered, “or I can just cover your mouth if you’d prefer. Compulsion will leave my hands available forothertasks. But it’s perfectly fine if you’d rather not have me in your head.”

I shivered at the thought of having his cock, teeth,andthoughts all inside me at once. I admit I was morbidly curious about his compulsion, having never experienced it before. And I loved the thought of leaving his hands free to continue the lord’s work.

“I choose door number one,” I said with a nervous smile.

Gabriel held my gaze. I wasn’t even sure he’d done anything until I suddenly heard a soft, yet insistent voice in my head. The words flowed through me, compelling me not to scream, no matter how much I wanted to. I nodded even though the conversation was happening all in my head.

“Good girl,” Gabriel whispered.

With a wicked grin, he resumed slowly thrusting, then lowered his head to my neck. I instinctively bared myself to him. A low groan spilled from his lips, the same lips that now brushed along the column of my throat.

“Now, Gabriel,” I breathed.

“I love you,” was the last thing he said before he bit.

And oh. My. God.

Pleasure, unlikeanythingI’d ever experienced, erupted within me. It was as if every nerve ending in my body had awakened to a symphony of sensations. I didn’t cry out, thanks to his compulsion, but I did gasp as I succumbed to the utter ecstasy roaring through me, my body writhing and squirming beneath his.

This wasnothinglike when I’d fed him my blood in the cage. That moment had been bred from desperation. This was something else entirely. I felt the bond between us strengthen, almost as though his bite bound us tighter together. The muscles low in my stomach tightened, and I groaned, riding out the bliss. I’d honestly never imagined it could feel like this, and now that I knew, I was kicking myself for having waited so long.

Bracing one arm under my head, Gabriel reached between us and put his fingers to work. I was immediately grateful I’d chosen compulsion. He was right. It was better this way. It didn’t take long to bring me to another orgasm, thanks to all his efforts. The instant I moaned, Gabriel pulled away from my neck, then quickened his pace, the force of his thrusts propelling me into the headboard. My back bowed off the bed, and I lifted my hips, meeting him halfway. Gabriel pushed himself deep inside me, then with a soft groan, joined me in post-coital bliss.

I wasn’t sure how long we lay there, him on top and me tangled in the sheets, but eventually, he eased out and lay beside me. I immediately curled up next to him. I hadn’t realized how badly I’d needed this—to connect with him again after everything. Barely a moment passed before I found myself yawning in his arms.

“You need more sleep,” Gabriel said, his hand combing through my hair.

“Mm. Plus a shower.”

Gabriel slid off the bed and hunted down our clothes. “Come on, then. Let’s get you all cleaned up, and then I’ll tuck you back into bed.”

“What about you?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about me, luv. I’ll clean up once you’re done.”

Climbing out of the bed, I gently tapped his bare, but delightfully muscled, ass. Laughing, Gabriel wiggled his butt at me, then pulled on a loose pair of cotton pants. My focus lasered in on his beautifully formed abs and that lovely Adonis belt of his that pointed oh so helpfully toward one of my favorite places.

With a wink and an infectious laugh that had me grinning, Gabriel led the way to the bathroom. I happily followed, still eyeing that miraculous ass of his. With luck, I wouldn’t have to wait long to see it again.

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