Eris knew she should probably be a little cautious; this wasn’t the hedge maze or Rawhide Ranch. Gabriel lived here; he knew the house significantly better than she did. Tearing out of the room she took an immediate right, cursing herself when she ended up by the front doors again.
Her breath caught when she heard Gabriel racing after her and, heart pounding, she flew upstairs.
This could be a calculated disaster. She’d never made it upstairs once she got distracted by house plants and phone calls, and if there was only one staircase, she was effectively trapping herself on the top floor.
Eris moaned as she climbed the steps, the plug spurring on her arousal the more she moved. The slickness between her legs told her she was more than wet enough for anything Gabriel had in mind, and honestly, she wanted him to be rough.
Rough, wanting, desperate, she wanted all the things Gabriel gave her when he played the role in the dark. She wanted the throb and ache and her poor nipples to be teased and sucked no matter how over sensitized she felt.
Upstairs split in two directions, and Eris went right. She couldn’t tell from one quick glance what was up here aside from a sitting area, and to the right she could see long windows past the archway. The plug in her ass as she ran became more and more distracting as she hurried along.
The first door she opened turned out to be a closet, and the second was a laundry room. By the time she opened door number three, Gabriel was all but breathing down her neck. She wasn’t closing the doors in her haste, leaving an easy trail for him to follow.
When his steps slowed behind her as she stepped into the room, she knew he had her trapped.
This had to be his bedroom, given the large bed, oversized space, and en suite bathroom she could see through a door. She debated going through there to stretch out the hunt, but really, it wouldn’t buy her a lot of time.
“Right to the bedroom,” Gabriel purred, and she spun around to eye him.
He still had his belt in his hand, and now, she realized it looked like a makeshift restraint. Like leather bound handcuffs, and her pussy clenched at the idea he could restrain her too. She was way too entranced for her own good.
“What a good little vixen.”
Eris bit her lip, looking around for another escape. There was a door that appeared to lead to a balcony, but Gabriel was in the way of reaching it.
Instead of continuing to fight, she lifted her head with a smirk. If he really wanted a prize, she could give him one. Stepping towards the bed, she kneeled beside it, placing her hands on her knees with the palms up. It stretched her inner walls around the plug, making her ache with need as she finally gave in. “No, Master. Not just a good little vixen.Yourgood vixen.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Gabriel
If she was trying to get him to finish early in his pants, the sight of her freely kneeling and offering herself to him after running just about sealed the deal. He’d expected Eris to keep fighting, since she loved to fight and run, but kneeling was something else entirely. She was offering herself to him differently than she had throughout the week.
It felt like more than just an offering for sex, but if he analyzed it too much right now, it would ruin the mood.
Instead, he knelt in front of her and grabbed her chin, tilting her head up to his. “I’ll keep you here always, my little vixen. To play in the flowers, set down your roots, and share this bed with me.”
Eris yelped when he suddenly scooped her up from the floor, turning to deposit her on the bed with a soft plop. She was on her back, staring up at him with bright hazel eyes. “Then make me all yours, Gabriel.”
He didn’t need more of an invitation than that. Her eyes darkened as she threw off the mask and took in his features as he leaned in to kiss her hungrily and press her to the sheets.He knew he should keep going with his original plan, but now, things were changing.
As he leaned over her, he reached down, tapping against the plug and making her squeal into the kisses. He fully intended to have his way with her, and on his bed would be even better.
When she whimpered again, he pulled back and flipped her on her stomach with ease. He ripped his shirt off right after, reaching for the belt as she peered over her shoulder.
“Hands, little vixen. I can’t have you running away again.”
Eris smirked but placed her hands behind her back as requested, wiggling her ass the longer he kept her waiting. With the makeshift handcuffs, he belted her wrists together, pulling tight so her wrists almost touched at the center of her back. She arched at the feel, trying to keep her gaze on him as he dragged the loose end of the leather across her skin.
He could use impact play, drag this out and keep her on edge until it was nightfall, but his cock was too eager to feel her. If she really did stay, and this wasn’t all just sweet and sexy words during sex, he had all the time in the world to learn more about her likes.
Instead he kept her in suspense, digging the bottle of lube out of his pocket. He’d collected it earlier before going on the hunt, and now, he was glad there was no reason to separate from her.
Before he slid into her tight ass, he needed something else first.
Eris screamed, arching off the bed when he slid his cock inside her with one hard move. He hadn’t given her a chance to prepare, and she vibrated around him as her moans filled the room. “Gabriel!”
He loved the sound of his name on her lips, and it spurred him on to stop teasing and give her what they both needed. Popping open the bottle, he dripped a little dollop of the lube down her ass, earning another moan.