Indebted - Piper Stone Page 0,75

my head back, a scream erupting.

He held me, drinking in every drop of my cream, every sound he made savage and animalistic.

I was weak, no longer able to feel my legs as the single orgasm turned into a beautiful wave, bursting through every cell and muscle, erupting like a beautiful flow of lava. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.”

Gabriel held me as my body continued to shake, making no additional sounds other than his heavy breathing. Then he pushed me onto the ground, his hands planted on either side of me.

“You disobeyed me.” His words were said flatly, but his eyes were filled with anger.

“I’m sorry. Sir.”

He slowly lowered down until his face was only inches from mine, the words he issued more chilling than I’d heard in days. “Yes, you will be. You will never disobey me again. Is that clear?”

The yin and yang was just as severe as before, the coldness in his eyes yanking at my breath, a chill rippling through my heart. “No, sir. I promise.”

Tilting his head, he lightly brushed his lips across my cheek, creating another round of goosebumps. He took his time exploring my face, sliding the butterfly kisses up to my cheekbone then across my forehead before moving down the other side, finally settling on my lips.

I was unable to move or even breathe as he dragged his tongue across the seam of my lips before darting it just inside. When he wrapped his hand around my throat, stealing what was left of my breath, I opened my mouth in a silent moan.

“You have much to learn, baby girl, but I can’t wait to watch you flourish. Pain. Pleasure. Agony. Ecstasy. Never forget who can give them to you.” He took his time pressing his fingers into my soft skin with enough pressure I realized how strong he truly was and what he was capable of.

But I wasn’t afraid. Instead, I was more aroused than ever, my heart hammering against my chest.

He eased onto his haunches before tearing off his shirt, staring at me then unzipping his jeans as he stood. “You will be fucked. Later you will be punished, and I assure that you won’t soon forget when you need to obey me.”

There was a level of intent with his words that was different, even more obsessive. While he wasn’t angry, he was utterly disappointed, his expression and eyes reflecting his disdain. Even his body was shaking as he finished undressing.

I stared up at his exquisite physique, the rippled muscles that continued to make my mouth water, and shuddered from the shame I felt. He’d grabbed at every emotion simply by the harsh look, the whispered words. I wanted to obey him, to be that good little girl. I never wanted to see that look on his face again.

As he slowly dropped to his knees, taking his time as he hovered over me, I opened my legs in a blatant invitation. Finally, a smile crossed his face as he lowered down, immediately placing the tip of his cock against my swollen folds.

“You’re such a beautiful little slut, my girl. You hunger for only what I can give you.”

“Yes, sir.”

Allowing a slow and very heated breath to escape, he planted his elbows on the ground, his face only inches from mine. “This will be a good reminder of what obedient girls get.”

A moan roared up from the depths of my being as he shoved the entire length of his cock inside, my muscles stretching to accept his girth. His cock throbbed, filling me completely. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his as I pressed my hand against his chest.

His breathing remained heavy as he pulled his cock until only the tip was inside. Then he pounded into me, taking me brutally, the force stealing my breath.

I clung to him as he fucked me, unable to take my eyes off him, the feel of his thick shaft more incredible than any other experience. With every savage stroke I fell into the sweet lull of the man who owned me. There was beginning to be no doubt in my mind. He was my master, the man who could yank me into raw ecstasy.

He remained on his elbows, studying me, his face shimmering from light perspiration. I was dazzled by his gorgeous looks, his sullen attitude. He was so damn powerful and without even realizing it, I slid my hands up his chest, cupping both sides of his face. As my thumbs brushed across his cheeks,