I moaned as he violently slapped his hips against my aching backside. The pain had amplified the pleasure, in ways I could not fanthom, yet I felt and felt and couldn't grasp with my mind.“Fuck, Cristela!." Gabriel yelled, I hoped the room was soundproof because his voice could travel miles with that volume, but the thought lasted only a fleeting nanosecond as his cock hit that spot, that sweet fucking spot.Jesus, I was going to deteriorate.“Please don't stop." I begged Gabriel, there was real tears in my eyes. “I fucking can't!." He replied, his voice was not far from a cry on his own part.Yes, yes... The pleasure of his cock rubbing against my soft slippery pussy walls, I was going to go crazy any second from now.Gabriel's fingers curled into my hair and he took a fistful, it was painful as he pulled and yet, the pleasure rose, amidst the pain, because of the pain. He pulled so that I was almost staring at the ceiling.Smack! Smack! Smack!The sound of his hips slapping agains
It was insane, to think she could pull this off. But as she stared at that gecko, swinging its tail like a snake, a tail with a mind of its own, she knew that she had no other choice.She didn't know much about what happened at the castle after she left, whether or not the authorities were looking for her, she had been hiding since she returned from Budapest. She didn't even know if her daughter was back yet and it didn't really bother her.Who she always thought about was Gabriel, her beautiful, manly beast... Her dark angel, that man that reeked of everything and anything. Wealth, authority, control, power and even many more, too many moreAs if the man had walked out of heaven's gates and lost his way, then he unknowingly dropped into earth. Elise could picture his face every now and then, his mascular arms, that were like iron fists. It sent a bike chilling message to his enemies. His legs, his beautiful eyes, the curve of his lips, his jaw!.Elise fell on her bed and spread her l
GABRIEL“Rise and shine." I said to Cristela's ears, she stirred but didn't wake up.I know I would sound like a cray obsessed psycho fiance but I wanted badly to talk to her, I missed her and although I wanted her to have more sleep, my need to talk to her was greater.I tapped her, she stirred again but nothing.“You sleep like log, have I ever told you?."Her breathing started to fall back into rhythm.“Wake up!." I yelled this time and her eyes shot open and she looked around her as if she was in a sinking ship.“Good morning, love."She looked at me and it takes a while before she realizes what I have done, she reached out and jabbed me in my shoulder as hard as she could. It felt like a brush of air on my skin but because I wanted her to be happy, I pretended she actually hurt me“Serves you right!" She yelled climbing down from the bed. “How many times have I told you not to wake me up! Fuck it's cold"“What do you mean?." I asked her raising a brow.“What part of don't wake me
Two hours after Gabriel left and my pussy was still sore. I had been grimacing because of it and I knew he caught me a few times. I just hope he didn't take it seriously. The pain was... Refreshing.“There's a package for you, miss." One of the house staff said walking into the living room to hand me a large black box.“Thank you." I told the woman and she left.I lifted the box and brought it to my ear and shook it, it sounded like cloth. I tore it open to find a dress. I raised it up and a note fell from it but I didn't try to pick it because the dress had caught my breath and shut down my brain, it was... It I were to call it beautiful, I would be an evil person, no words would describe it.No fucking way, it was almost a replica of the dress I wore to my mother's wedding. I searched for the note and found it.'It's me Kylee, I'm not used to writing notes, I'd rather write a memo or make a grocery list of things I would never even buy, but, here I am, slouched over my desk with a
Maybe Gabriel should have told me I had too much of a big heart and he should have told me I was stupid. Empathy, that was what it was. Selflessness, I couldn't imagine myself starving and I didn't want anyone starving either. Dariel must have locked the account after signing the divorce, it meant one thing, Gabriel wasn't my step uncle any more. Wait, he wasn't my stepuncle any more, so there was no taboo in our relationship.I did not know why I felt disappointment, maybe something in me really did like that forbidden aspect of our relationship.I grabbed my credit card and got dressed, I changed out of the beautiful dress and wore a flay dress, I made it a goal to break the news to my mother today.It was disgusting of her to be going after Gabriel and I needed to tell her to drop her hopes, so she wouldn't be having unhealthy expectations.Gabriel had called me a couple of times and there were strings of texts he sent after seeing my pictures but I didn't have any time to respond
People walked by without a care in the world. As always I called attention and people stared but their stares lasted merely seconds before they waltz past me. A hefty man was approaching, I stared at him trying to send him a silent plea, he stared back at me but then he smiled and winked flirtingly at me. Dread filled me. “Here." The man said rounding up a corner.I stood my ground and he pressed the knife harder, it cut through my dress and stung my skin, slowly tearing it open. An alarming pain ran up to my sides and I took a peek beside my belly to see the red liquid staining my dress.I walked with the man and he softened his grip on the knife, I started breathing heavily as fear clogged my throat. How bad is the wound, would I bleed and die, would it get infected? He was taking me to a building, it was a two storey and unkept. It's roof was flapping in the wind, the windows were stained and cracked.He pushed me past a malfunctioning door and I choked on the stale poluted air.
Fear passed through her like a cold ghost and she shivered, I saw it. She dropped her hands and shoved the knife back into her pants.“You'll pay." Was all she said before storming out of the building.I watched her leave and I started trying to get my slender wrist off the ropes, it ended up cutting my skin and blood escaped the wounds. I gave up and cried. I deserved this, if I just stayed home, if I just stayed home I would have been safe, Gabriel would be home now and I'd let him hold me while he told me about his day, everything would go so smoothly.I cried because it felt like the last time I would ever see Gabriel was this morning before he left.*****GABRIELI walked in to see a house staff packing wrapping paper from a box, she put in into a plastic bag.I walked past her and I reached the stairs when she called me back.“Good afternoon sir."I turned to look at her, she paused for a while as if she was waiting for my permission to speak. I raised a brow at her and she took
“The next time I ask you about the purse, you're going to regret not answering me the first time."He still didn't talk, instead he howled and groaned in pain. I heard Harry groan in the earpiece, it was making him uncomfortable, he couldn't see it but he didn't have to, he could hear the gravity of pain I was inflicting upon the man through his cries.He still didn't talk. I pushed my knee into the back of his neck pressing the front on the hard floor, he choked.“I'll talk." He said, his voice was short of breath, in a few seconds he would surely suffocate and die, and he was only saying it now because he was trying to save his life, i was certain he felt his soul slipping out of his toes.His words made me angry, he would talk meaning he actually knew what happened to my Cristela, I held him there for my own benefit, I was angry and i wanted him dead, I wished I could raise his from death only to kill him all over again, this time slower.“Pleeee." The man managed to squeak out. Se