I force my eyes open. He’s watching me, his expression dark with hunger. The intensity of his gaze makes me clench even harder.
“Beautiful,” he says. “Absolutely fucking beautiful when you come apart for me.”
The second orgasm builds slower, stronger. It winds through me, coiling tightly. When it finally snaps, I shriek with pleasure, my body shaking on his hand. Just like the first orgasm, he guides me through it, not easing up until every last drop has been wrung out.
When the orgasm fades, he slides his fingers out and licks them clean, his mouth curving into a sexy, wolfish grin. Gabriel thensteps between my legs and takes hold of his cock, lining it up perfectly at my entrance.
He stretches me, filling me completely. Gabriel groans as he buries himself deep, his forehead dropping to mine.
“Thea. You feel…Christ?—”
He moves slowly at first, pushing into me with deep, rolling thrusts that make me see stars. His hands grip my hips, holding me in place. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper.
“Harder,” I gasp.
He obliges.
The desk shakes with the force of his thrusts. Papers flutter to the floor. I don’t care about anything, except the way he’s filling me, claiming me, making me his with every devastating thrust.
“Touch yourself,” he orders. “I want to feel you come around me.”
I do as he asks, sliding my hand between us and circling my clit. He watches with burning eyes, his gaze locked on where we’re joined.
“That’s it.Dio, you’recosì bella quando mi prendi.Perfect. You’re fucking perfect.”
The third orgasm builds even faster than the other two—almost too fast. I’m already so sensitive, so overwhelmed, that when he shifts the angle, hitting that perfect spot deep inside, I come apart.
“Gabriel. I’m… oh God?—”
“Vieni per me,” he growls, his voice raw. “Adesso.”
I don’t need to speak the language to know what that means.
The pleasure is almost too much as I clench around him, pulling him over the edge along with me. Gabriel buries himself deep inside with a guttural groan, his hips stuttering, and I feel him pulse inside of me, hot and claiming and absolutely filthy.
“Sei mia,” he gasps against my throat.
We stay joined like that for a long moment, his warmth dripping out of me, both of us breathless.
When he pulls out slowly, I practically whimper at the loss. He cups my face, tilting it up to meet his gaze.
“You’re completely mine now,” he says quietly. “Do you understand?”
I should argue, tell him he’s insane.
Instead, I just nod.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
He kisses me. It’s soft this time, almost tender. Then he pulls me into his arms.
And for the first time since the auction, I don’t want to run.
CHAPTER 9
THEA