Page 14 of Roses for the Damned

He followed her, spilling his hot seed down her slick center, both of them shaking from the force of the orgasm.

He stared at her, as if seeing her for the first time. A new, foreign emotion hit him then, so strong and vivid, that for the first time in his long life he saw a clear purpose to his existence.

Rose. My little dove.

He was never going to let her go - his own piece of Heaven in his world of Hell. Gabriel would do anything to make her happy. He would die for her if she wished it so. All she had to do was ask, his life was hers for the taking.

Suddenly, her lids snapped open. Locking eyes with him, a familiar emotion played across her face. And that’s when he knew – she, too, would follow him, wherever he went.

Even to the black pits of Hell itself.

Ch. 9

L aying awake, she stared at the stone-like creature asleep beside her. Her heart felt full, at peace for the first time in her life. All because of this glorious being.

In his final admission to Rose, the truth of his character had come out, but she still couldn’t bring herself to believe it. Gabriel had been nothing but doting, going out of his way to make her feel cherished and wanted. Had shown that he was, indeed, capable of great good, no matter what he had previously claimed.

Her body ached blissfully, a reminder of what they had done mere hours ago. Closing her eyes, she could still feel his touch, as if it had never left her body. As if her mind had memorized it, had made it a part of her. Long gone was the ugly image of Florent and what he had done to her, erased by her very own monster. For the first time, she sensed like she belonged somewhere. To someone.

Was this what love felt like? An ever consuming need to be one with another, both physically and emotionally, where she felt like she would die were she to be separated from him?

She had known Gabriel for over a month now, and yet, it seemed as if an eternity had passed already. There wasn’t a part of him that she hadn’t explored, nor a secret of his that she hadn’t discovered.

She loved it all, and couldn’t imagine him being any other way.

A tiny part of her wept for the life that Rose had to leave behind, for normality of being able to go out into the real world without having to look over her shoulder in fear of being dragged to the gallows. For the father that she would never see again. Perhaps, I could go see him, just once. Just to make sure that he’s taken care of.

“I can see the wheels turning in your head, sweet human. What is causing you such conflicting thoughts?”

A light laugh escaped her as she nuzzled into his firm chest. “I was thinking about going to see my father.”

He tensed. “You never told me why you ran away from home, little dove.”

“The man that had attacked me,” she said, “his father is the mayor. The day after I left you, police-men came to my house. They arrested me, claiming that I tried to kill Florent. They were going to hang me, Gabriel. For a crime that I didn’t commit. So I ran, without saying goodbye to my sick father.”

Growling, Gabriel’s strong arms went around her, holding her tight as they lay on the side, as if afraid that she would disappear. “It’s all my fault. I should have ended that vile rat when I had him in my claws.”

“No,” she quickly said, cupping his face, desperate to ease his conscience, “you saved my life. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.” Her lips met his, parting at the same time as their tongues ground together. Her core burned, her body already preparing itself for his cock’s sweet intrusion.

Groaning, his fingers slipped into her hair as he deepened the kiss. She was so wet – so impossibly soaked through. His tail slipped between her thighs, rubbing against her center as it swirled around her swollen clit.

“Wicked little creature, desperate for my cock again.” Fingers pinched her tight nipple, pulling at it. She hissed, then moaned in ecstasy when he twisted it, massaging her breast. “Such pretty nipples.” Without warning, he hauled her on top of him, sitting up so that she was straddling him. Leaning down, his hot mouth clamped around one perk bud, sucking on it, then the other one, saliva coating them as he gave her nipples all his attention.

She whimpered, his teeth lightly grazing her flesh, grinding against his rock hard erection that was pressing against her entrance, the mushroomed head rubbing the swell of her ass.

His tail went around her middle, lifting her up. In one swift motion, she was impaled on his big cock.

She cried out, the stretch so deliciously painful, every swell and hollow filled to the brim with his ribbed monster dick. Her fingers gripped his horns as she was lifted then plunged back down again, over and over, holding on for dear life, completely at his mercy as he did whatever he wanted with her. Her breasts bounced up and down with the motions as he leaned back, spreading his strong arms out to rest on the bed frame.

Not having anything to hold on to anymore, she gripped his tail.

“Play with your breasts, little dove. Pull on those nipples for me.”

She was so fucking aroused, her body fluids leaving her in rivers of moisture as she did as was told, coating his entire cock in a thick layer of slick, making it so fucking easy for him to drive into her without an ounce of resistance.

“My very own human doll, so willing to be my filthy little plaything,” he pulled her off then slammed her back down again, her body starting to convulse. “That’s it, Rose, scream my name, I want your God to know who you worship now.”

“Gabriel!” she exploded just as he shoved her down onto his cock, keeping her in place as she rode through the wave.

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