Page 50 of Vow of Darkness
“You… you want me to do… what?”
“Kill this man. If you won’t leave, then kill him.”
“I’m not going to kill someone,” I gasp.
“Then leave. Or kill him. Your choice.”
“Is it really a choice? Just like the one with my father.”
Gabriel storms over to me, using his height against me but I don’t back down. I won’t be intimidated by him. “You made that choice all by yourself. I never asked you to take your father’s place. You offered.”
“A good man wouldn’t have taken me up on that deal.”
“A good man wouldn’t have kidnapped your father over a petty crime. A good man would have forgiven him but I am not a good man. You know this about me, Aurora. You’ve always known.”
“I do know. And I hate you for it.”
“So why do you always have an orgasm when I touch your pussy? Or when I lick your pussy?”
I flush at his words. “Stop it.”
“Why should I? It’s the truth. You like it when I touch you. I can tell it’s eating away at you inside. Do you want me to touch you now?”
“That man is right there,” I gasp, nodding towards Mark. He’s still begging me to help him but I drown out the noise.
“Does it matter? You won’t kill him and you won’t walk away. That doesn’t leave us with many options.”
“I don’t like it when you touch me,” I state.
His eyes narrow. “You’re a little liar, baby. And we both know it.” He grabs my waist and pulls me flush against him. My hands rest on his strong chest. I should push him away and yet I can’t force myself to. I like being in Gabriel’s arms despite everything.
Maybe it’s because I know there’s something deep within him that isn’t purely evil. Maybe because I know my life with him will protect me better than the one I had with my dad.
Or maybe, just maybe, I am drawn to Gabriel on some pure animal instinct that I can’t help but feel.
Maybe there’s something just plain wrong with me. Or right, depending on the way you look at it.
There’s a breath between Gabriel and I before he slams his lips against mine. I can’t stop the moan that escapes me. His touch is like heaven on this earth.
He presses me against the cold wall. I can faintly hear Mark’s screams in the background. I should help him but I can’t get myself to.
Gabriel lets out a growl and rips himself away from me before kneeling down on the ground.
“What are you doing?” I whisper. It’s too echoey in this place. This dungeon will reveal all my secrets if I let it.
“If you won’t do as I say, maybe I’ll find another way to make you leave.” He shoves my nightgown up and lets out a low sound when he sees I’m not wearing any underwear. It’s more comfortable at night.
Gabriel grabs my thigh in his strong hand and places it over his shoulder.
“Gabriel,” I gasp, right before he plants his face between my legs. I remember the first time he did this to me. I was minding my business in my room when he stormed inside, bleeding, and placed his mouth on me without so much as a word.
I can’t stop the moan that escapes me when he licks over my nub. It just feels toogood. My hands grip the back of his head, drawing him in closer. I can’t let this moment stop. I think I might die otherwise.
Gabriel licks me harder and harder like he’s trying to remind me that I’m his. Or maybe he’s trying to remind himself of something.
My hips jerk into his face. I can’t help it.
With a dark growl, Gabriel pulls back from me.
