Gabriel
He gave her to the count of ten before he gave chase, letting her put some distance between them. He hadn’t expected her to headbutt him, but it worked for the fantasy. She hadn’t struck him hard enough to give him a nosebleed, and he was impressed she’d taken the initiative and put up a fight.
Surprisingly, having her truly fight back just turned him on more. She wasn’t going to let him push her around, even in the roleplay. Eris had been fairly outspoken last time, but he was pleased to find that she’d been even more forthcoming this visit.
“Run all you want!” he called, the sun nearly blinding him as they ran. “I’m going to catch you, Eris. Make no mistake of that.”
Ahead of him, she turned to peer over her shoulder. She was gasping a bit and didn’t stick out her tongue this time, making a wide circle around the space before she doubled back toward the trees.
He could work with trees. There were plenty of ideas stewing in his head as he chased her, her hair snagging between the trees as she darted back in. They were going to end up making a big circle at this rate, but it didn’t matter. Derek had explained theywould have privacy into the afternoon to live out the fantasy. After that, they had use of one of the guest cabins.
“Catch me if you can!” Eris taunted, her voice carrying through the trees.
Gabriel paused his pursuit as she slipped between the branches, her steps echoing around them each time she pressed down on a twig. The area was littered with branches, small rocks, and tufts of grass and tall weeds, so her steps weren’t as muffled as they could be.
Oh how he wanted to catch her. Having her beneath him, even for a few moments, was pure heaven. Missing Eris was one thing but getting a taste of her for a few scant moments before she took off again was another.
There.The snapping of a twig nearby alerted him to her location, and when he took off running after her he could hear her surprised“ah!”as he shot around a tree and spotted her again.
This time, Eris had no smug smile, nor did she try to be cute and taunt him. Instead, that surprise lit her gaze and she tried to run back the way she had come. Her loose hair betrayed her for the first time, sticking to the bark of the tree and stalling her progress.
She gasped when Gabriel crashed into her from behind, pushing her into the hard surface of the tree. Her hands scraped along the bark as she ground her hips back against him, his hand coming up to cushion her forehead from the blow instead of smacking into the tree. Her hair was still tangled, and for now, he decided to not focus on that.
His fingers trailed down her hip as she writhed against the tree, half grinding herself against the bark and half bouncing back into him. He didn’t need to grip her hair this time with how tangled it had gotten, instead he slid his palm across her ampleasscheeks, putting the slightest of barriers between her grinding hips and his aching dick.
The fight she had was gone. Now, she seemed desperate for him to fuck her instead of prolonging the chase.
The jeans clung to her ass, but a bit of wiggling helped work them down her hips as he peppered her throat with kisses. She whimpered with every touch of hips or lips, and once her jeans were down near her knees, he leaned away. Kneeling behind her, he raised his gaze to meet her brilliant hazel eyes before spreading her cheeks, his hooded gaze making her whine.
He kissed one firm ass cheek, the lacy thong she was wearing doing nothing to hide the skin from his attentions. Before she could say a word, he turned one of the open-mouthed kisses into a bite, sinking his teeth into her soft skin.
Eris screamed, arching her back, and it was the sweetest sound he had ever heard.
Chapter Nine
Eris
She hadn’t expected him to bite her. Then again, biting most certainly wasn’t off the table. Heat rocked through her core as he sank his teeth in until it hurt, sucking the sensitive skin. His other hand came around to tease along her covered pussy, making her feel positively helpless. No part of her wanted to interrupt this moment.
“Master,” she moaned, thinking of the honorific she had used the last time they were together. She’d never had someone who wanted to be called a Master before, and Gabriel only ever had her do so in private. Even in the Dungeon at Rawhide, he hadn’t indulged in the nickname.
He moaned, sucking on the skin for another moment before releasing her with a pop. She barely acknowledged the way his other hand held her thigh in place, ensuring she didn’t rock too far away while he had his teeth in her. She spotted a red impression on her pale skin, the vague outline of a bite highlighted on her ass cheek.
Looking up, he winked at her, teasing a finger beneath her thong until her eyes rolled. She wasn’t entirely sure where hewas going with this until he raised his palm, smacking her other cheek twice in quick succession.
Eris cried out, dropping her chest to the tree again. Where her hair was still stuck it slightly pulled, adding to her hypersensitivity. She wiggled her ass at his eye level, kicking her legs apart as far as they could go with her jeans trapped at her knees. “More.”
“Aren’t we an eager little vixen?” he teased with a smile, shooting her a wink when she glared down at him. “It’s been too long, Eris. I’m going to take my time with you.”
“Take all the time you want later,” she said, grasping the fabric of his expensive shirt at the shoulder. They looked at odds with each other; she had on a flannel and cowboy boots, and he had on a nice dress shirt and expensive looking pants. Did he always dress this nice to go horseback riding? Eris couldn’t recall, her mind fogged up with ideas of sex instead of his riding attire. “Right now–”
“Right now,” he interrupted, rising to his feet. He towered over Eris, reminding her that his height had been part of the draw last time she was at the Ranch. They’d met here, and last time, she hadn’t been partnered off with anyone before her arrival. She had the opportunity to test out her limits and likes with different Dominants, but Gabriel was the one who stuck.
“Right now,” he repeated, leaning in to skim his nose down the column of her throat. It sent a shiver down her spine, and without thinking, she rubbed her thighs together. Her pussy was so wet, she was sure he could smell her scent when he had crouched down behind her. He had to know how turned on she was. “I need to bury myself in your pretty pussy, vixen.”
She thought he meant with his cock, his delicious, tempting cock that was poking her in the ass as he leaned over her. Instead, he reached around their bodies and pressed his fingers to her aching clit, over the thin material of her underwear. Itfelt good, but it wasn’t what she wanted, and she moaned in frustration.
“More,” she whimpered, craning her neck around to see him. He was studying her with such intensity she didn’t know what to make of those dark eyes. “Please.”