Gavriel's POV
I woke up to Camille's snuffles as she burrowed deeper into my arms. Her hair was a mess, she had a night robe she had shrugged on last night. But the skimpy little thing rode up her ass, exposing her milky skin. Her lovely scent teased my nose and I took a deep whiff.
Addicted.
I was fucking addicted.
I had no idea how long I lay there, watching her. I had two days left on our weekend getaway and a whole load of fantasies to unleash.
I had been right. Camille was the perfect submissive. Her naughty responses were just right. Just fucking right.
I stroked her back, feeling her skin ripple under the silk gown. She purred, soft and almost too quiet for me to hear. Her lips parted and then closed, sending a spread of heat all through my chest and down my thighs.
Camille's POV"What?"I turned to Gav, eyes wide in wonder. He had an apprehensive look on his face, eyes watching me warily."No way," I repeated running to the ropes excitedly. I ran my hands over them, feeling the flexible yet firm material. "When did you set this up, you naughty man?" I teased, curling the ropes around my arm.His shoulders visibly relaxed and he folded his arms. "I take it you like it then?"I more than liked it. The ropes pulled heavy on my arm and I let it go, loving the slight burn they left behind. They were strong. Strong and woven. I felt him draw closer until his chest brushed against my back."You want me tied up out here?" I whispered, taking in the scenery. Green lush fields surrounded us and blended into the forests around us. It looked like there was no one around,
Camille's POVHis large hands gripped my hips to keep me from swaying. The tip of his cock, huge as the rest of him, pressed down my wet folds, teasing me."Gav-" My voice failed me when he pushed his hips, pressing in. The knob spread my pussy wider, pushing in, the walls giving way for him. His grip on the chain tightened and the clamps yanked at my nipples.My lips parted but the wails died down my throat as he sunk in. My nipples were sore and my tits throbbed. My cunt struggled to accommodate every inch of him until he was buried to the hilt."Camille, baby, oh fuck," His grunts were like music to my ears.I hung my head, tiny mewls slipping from my lips as he rocked his hips in slow deep thrusts. He filled me up and had my eyes rolling in my head at how slow and sensual yet maddening he fucked me.
Gavriel's POV"Get back here, Camille," I yelled."No!" Camille yelled back as she raced towards the cabin.Her laugh filled the air around me. It was a throaty sound that had me grinning like a damned fool behind her. The silly girl had stolen my moussaka, chowed it down, and ran off laughing. I tried to keep a stern face as I yelled for her, but I would be lying if I said I didn't love it.Camille could be goofy all she wanted. I loved how versatile she was. Just four hours ago, I had on the porch of my cabin, tied up and begging me to fuck her in that perfect sultry voice of hers. Now the little minx ran around, giggling with her mouth full. "You'll pay for that, Camille!"She stopped to stick out her tongue at me then sq
Camille's POVI moaned as I slid off the Sybian. Oh hell, that felt so good. My pussy tingled from cumming and with the dark look on Gavriel's face, I knew he wasn't done with me yet.My body shot with excitement.Okay, perhaps I had purposely come down to the dungeon, so I could give him a reason to punish me. Craving his punishments was nasty as fuck, I knew that. But I couldn't help it. Gavriel knew how to toy with my body. He heightened the feel of pleasure, every stroke, every fucking pulse. He was my aphrodisiac and I was addicted to him. All of him."Clean up the mess you made," He ordered."Yes sir,"I dropped to my knees, running my tongue over the dildo, licking off my juices. Gav stood behind the chair, hissing as he watched my lap on the toy like
Camille's POVFor a minute there was silence. Gavriel's eyes darkened and not in the seductively tempting style. He looked pissed."What's wrong?" I murmured, unsure of what exactly j had done wrong. The temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a hundred degrees and it had me worried. "Gav?""Let's just have dinner," he said in a stone-cold voice and held a fork full of pasta to my lips.I shook my head. "You're acting weird. Something's up. Is it the question I asked?""Camille, I don't want to do this right now. We just had an amazing time together and-""There's no need to be all defensive," I snapped, suddenly feeling very irritated. Why was he all grumpy? I had only asked why he hadn't gotten married yet.Unless... Unless he thought I was trying to get him to p
Camille's POVHe walked out of the kitchen after that. I stayed still, I had no idea for how long, but every second felt so long and torturous, it was hard resisting the urge to grind my throbbing pussy against the wood.When Gav walked right back into the kitchen, he had thick ropes in his one palm and stormed over like some god of pleasure.I didn't need to grind my pussy against the wood anymore. Jolts of pleasure spread through my nerves at the thought of what was about to happen. "Oh," Was all I could come up with when he moved behind me and grabbed my waist."Stick that ass out for me, love," He instructed, pulling me by the waist back until most of my ass was off the chair and cool air whipped against my exposed pussy. "I want those arms behind you, good girl."He tied my hands
Camille's POV"Leaving?"It was barely noon yet. I had hoped we could spend a lot more time together and leave tonight instead. Oh who was I kidding? I saw the look on Gavriel's face while I received my father's call. I knew he was bothered."Yes," he said gruffly and turned around walking into the closet and I followed. He was being all closed off. I watched him yank a new shirt on, his fingers deftly slipping in the buttons. "Why so early? I was hoping we would have time together until evening-""We're leaving now, Camille," He growled. "Don't make this harder than it already is.""What is so hard about it? Is this because Dad called?"He remained silent, a deep frown on his forehead as he finished buttoning his shirt and reached for his pants. I snatched it right out of his hands. He looked at me looking so confu
Camille's POV"No events?" I asked in a high-pitched voice, chewing my food faster so it wouldn't sink the wrong hole.Of course, the company had no events in Atlanta. I was in charge of Gav's schedule and there was nothing slated for Atlanta until the end of the year. What was more important was how on earth had my father found out."Yes," he replied, eyes bearing down on me. "I checked with Donovan's company, the manager says they aren't expecting Donovan until December.""Oh, I see,"Shit, shit, I should be able to come up with something better than that. I wasn't expecting a confrontation."Where were you, Camille?""Well it's pretty much a secret, Mr Caldwell," Megan chirped with her mouth full and we both glanced at her.She flushed,
Gavriel's POV"Oof!" I grunted when Camille threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and sobbing into my chest.Her tears made me feel like an asshole. I heard her. All while I was stuck in the damned coma, I heard her talk to me. Her voice was mostly muted and I could barely hear the words properly. But I heard enough snippets that made me ache desperately to see her again."Miss, give us a minute and you can hog him to yourself later," The doctor examining me said with a chuckle, trying to pry Camille off.She refused to let go and I grinned. I feared I would never see her again. That somehow I would lose her. With my free hand, I brushed her hair, murmuring in her ears."I'm sorry darling. I should have woken sooner,""No, no," She sniffed, looking up at me with red-rimm
Camille's POV"Miss Caldwell, what would you say about the current health situation of Mr Donovan?"Oh great, the press was here. I hadn't noticed them gathering in clusters until I was out of the car. I had gone out to get something to eat. It was noon and I hadn't eaten since noon the previous day. I hadn't wanted to leave Gavriel's side. It wasn't until my eyes felt dizzy and I was certain I would pass out that I had tried to find a diner.Two burgers later and a diet coke in the parcel bag clutched tightly between my fingers, I was standing before some twenty reporters waving their microphones and cameras at me.I had almost forgotten they existed. "What are your remarks on the scandal?""Did you know Gavriel Donovan had a twin brother?"My eyes widened on the
Third POVVictoria Harrington was done.Done with holding back. Done with keeping up with the mess in her head. She was a dripping mess. It had taken a few trial and error to escape the policemen. They could be incredibly dumb when it came to handling a woman who wanted to pee.Sure she ended up shooting a policeman in the leg and got slammed against the van that was supposed to transport her, but it was just a mere sacrifice she had to make.Right before her was the bane of her existence. Two of them. Gavriel, her ex-husband, and his young stupid lover. Anger surged through Victoria and she gripped the gun tighter, pointing it right at Camille."Victoria," Gavriel's deep voice filled the quiet wardroom. "Put down the gun,"If Nolan hadn't come to pick her up while she escaped the police van, she probably
Camille's POV"Are you sure you will be fine on your own?"The woman who helped me the night before was Faye. She had heard my screams while she was in her home and had looked out the window to see what was going on. She hadn't wasted time rushing out of the house and driving down the road like she was some passerby.I would always be grateful to her. She didn't just drop me off at the police station and be on her merry way. She dropped a witness statement that I had been kidnapped and a team of police was sent to retrieve Nolan while I gave my report and the recordings of what had happened with Gavriel.We stayed overnight at the station. The team sent after Nolan returned empty-handed stating that the building had been abandoned. Of course, he ran away. Faye had stayed with me today until the evening. She had been a darling. 
Gavriel's POVThe first time I felt hunger in the true sense of it, was when I was sixteen. It had been two days after my birthday and I had escaped one of the foster homes the government had tossed me in. I spent the night in an alley. Found a spot behind a pillar to rest and woke the next morning to some barman chasing me away with a stick.That morning, my stomach felt empty. It growled and grumbled but I couldn't get anything to eat. Not in the trash cans and certainly not from the kindness of strangers. By noon, my mouth was dry, my insides were hot. The next day, my arms and legs were useless, my tongue was stuck to the roof of my tongue. I had a maddening headache and everything started to look tasty.That was hunger. Sixteen-year-old me would not have survived if Old Robert hadn't found me.
Third POVGerard Donovan drove his car over the uneven road and let out a series of curses as his car dipped into a pothole and then crossed over a tree root. He would never for the life of him understand why Victoria had picked the warehouse hidden in the woods when one of Gavriel's safe houses would have worked just fine.His brother had to have safe houses right? Didn't rich people with so much money invest in that type of shit? Gerard wouldn't know seeing that his entire adulthood had been ripped away from him.By his parents. By his brother. And by the two policemen who stuffed him in their car at the age of fifteen and carted him off to jail. His life had changed after that.While in prison, he had heard news about his brother. Gavriel considered himself too holy to visit him and so for thirty years, Gerard watched his brother grow on TV in the
Camille's POVWhen I regained consciousness, my head felt so heavy. There was a loud pounding sound that filled my entire head and had me groaning in pain. Opening my eyes burned. It felt as though someone had taped them shut and rippling the eyelids apart was pure hell.When I managed to open them, I breathed heavily. Everything was a blur due to the tears that had gathered from the pain. I blinked them away rapidly, trying to focus.There was a ceiling. White ceilings that connected to green walls and then some rustic brown rug. It wasn't my taste, but it wasn't bad to look at. I rubbed my forehead, trying to ease the headache that threatened to pound my brain to mush. Where was I?What happened? The last thing I remembered was... Shit!Nolan had hit me! The bastard rammed my car lik
Camille's POVI clasped a hand over my mouth.Gavriel had a brother? I had never... I would never have thought that was possible until now. Until I saw Gerard. He never told me.I don't think Dad knew about it. Dad never mentioned Gav had a brother, but at least he knew about Victoria's existence."That's a bit cold coming from his twin brother," Victoria chuckled as if she just told a funny joke.Gerard snorted.Twin brothers. Now it made a bit more sense.At first glance, Gerard and Gavriel look exactly alike. Anyone could confuse the two of them. But I knew everything about Gavriel like the palm of my hand. That had to be why Gerard kept me shut out by the security.He didn't want me to discover this.He drove past the company,
Camille's POVHe cocked his head to the side, his eyes grazing my entire frame, from my clothes to the makeup on my face. There was no heat behind his gaze. There used to be so much behind his gaze. Was it so simple for him to turn it off and on?"I would ask how you got past security, but that would be redundant no?"I gave an airy laugh and dropped on the seat before him. "I had to. You wouldn't see me."He shrugged then resumed scanning through the document on his desk. "I believe I have made myself clear. Are you always this clingy and clueless?"The insults stung. At least now I knew how he felt when I insulted and accused him of murdering Dad."I am. You used to love it,"He scoffed. "Of course. Well I don't love it now, Miss Caldwell. And I am trying to work. See yourself out, will