Page 11 of Roses for the Damned

His tongue lashed out again, eating her out while she screamed from pleasure around his shaft. Claws gripped her hair, fisting it as she choked and spluttered. His hips thrust forward, demolishing her mouth while his tongue fucked her cunt. Her hands locked around his thighs as she dangled upside down, sweat dripping down her body, making her slick and slippery.

On and on they went, moaning in ecstasy, mouths fucking each other in desperation, cum drizzling from his tip until he couldn’t hold back any longer.

With one final shove into her mouth, she came around his tongue, screaming as her pussy fluttered around him, soaking his face in her juices. Hot white milk shot down her throat as he emptied his balls inside of her, holding her head in place until she swallowed as much as she could, the rest of his cum dripping down over her face, into her hair, and onto the floor.

Releasing himself, he slowly lowered her onto the bed, his tail retreating behind him until it latched around a blanket.

“Stay with me, Gabriel,” she whispered softly, grabbing onto his forearm before he could move away. “If only for a moment, until I fall asleep. Please.”

“Oh, my sweet little dove, I’m not going anywhere.” He rubbed his cum into her skin, savoring the sight of it. “You’ve ruined me forever. I could never leave your side now, even if I tried.”

And with those final words, Gabriel crawled under the blanket with her, wrapping an arm around Rose as he pressed her close. His wings shielding them from the outside world and all that would dare harm her.

In a few days, he would claim her, and she would finally be completely his.

Ch. 7

B irds chirped by her ear, jolting her awake. Something heavy was pressing down on her, keeping her bolted to the bed.

Eyes darting around, Rose didn’t recognize her surroundings. Sudden panic struck her, her chest heaving in short, shallow breaths.

I need to get away.

I need to run, to flee. I-

“Shh, little dove,” Gabriel soothed, gently petting her hair. “You’re safe. No one is going to hurt you.” His wing enveloped her, as if protecting her from invisible assailants.

A sigh of relief left her, Rose’s body relaxing against his warmth as the haze finally receded. She let her gaze wander, absorbing the space.

Dozens of wooden beams criss-crossed above the two of them, forming a lattice-work of timber, while four pillars holding a system of frames circled them, reaching all the way to the top where they eventually came together in a long, sharp point. Openings in the walls formed paneless windows, the Sun’s rays shining through, where pigeons and owls perched, observing them.

“Where are we?” she asked, awe-struck at the magnificent structure surrounding her.

“This is Our Lady’s spire,” his tail wrapped around her ankle, “my lair, sweet human. No one has ever seen it before, and no one but you will ever see it, as well.”

“It’s beautiful,” she scooted closer, her back pressing against him, “thank you for allowing me into your home.”

“Our home,” he corrected.

“What?” taken aback, she fully turned around, inspecting his features. “But–you hardly know me,” her voice faltered, uncertainty making her gaze drop. All she wanted was to appease him. “What if you get sick of me? What if you don’t want me around after a while?” She wouldn’t be able to bear his disappointment. This is not good, you’ve grown too attached to him. Never before did she have the urge to form a bond with a male.

Fingers traced her skin, stroking the lines of her face. “You’re too soft,” he whispered, blatantly ignoring her, obsidian eyes following their path, “too fucking perfect.”

“I’m not perfect,” her insecurity flared again, “I’m nothing, a nobody.”

Claws wrapped around her throat, lightly gripping it as he leaned in closer, their breaths mingling. “I don’t want to hear you speak like that ever again. Nod if you understand–” she nodded “–Good. Now, do you think I would have given a shit about what happened to you, a human, and saved you had you been a nobody to me? Had you not been engraved in my fucking soul from the very first moment that I saw you?”

She searched his gaze, taken aback by his admission. It seemed so far-fetched to her, the emotion too strong for him to have formed it in such a small amount of time.

It was her turn to pretend like she hadn’t heard him. “Yes, you would have. Because you have a good heart, Gabriel, no matter what you say.”

Growling, he flipped her onto her back. Strong arms landed around her head, barricading her in, legs locked around her middle. “I can see your disbelief, so let me put it plainly for you. I am as foul as they come, naive girl. I have killed for pleasure, have fucked in the very blood that I spilled, and then went on to my next victim where I repeated it all once again.” He leaned down, licking a path over her cheek with his wide tongue. “I want to tarnish you, little dove. Dirty you up and mark you. I want to spill my seed so far up your cunt that it comes out on the other side through your mouth. But I can’t do that, because you’re too fucking innocent and pure, and for the first time in my life I don’t want to leave a useless shell behind. In time, you will realize that you are precious to me.”

She whimpered, her walls already coated in a thick layer of cream, dripping out of her as she clutched the sheets.

Lowering his body over her, his massive erection pressed against her clit as he threatened, “Don’t do that, Rose. Don’t make that fucking noise. I am barely holding on to my sanity right now, and if you fucking mewl like that, I won’t be able to control myself. I will rip into your cunt. I will fuck you senseless until your legs fall off. So, unless you are ready for that, don’t fucking tempt me.”

Without waiting for a reply, he suddenly straightened, his wings spreading out around him. “Get dressed, I’ll get you some food.” Then soaring from his lair, disappeared out of sight.

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