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As soon as she was finished, she threw the glass on the floor and stared at me defiantly. Lust was fully working on her now. The drink had fast-tracked and honed in every impulse she had, every desire. She arched a brow teasingly, then turned to run again. She wanted the chase. She wanted me to get her. I snatched up her chain from where it was dragging on the floor before the length ran up. She ran forward but was caught at the last second as I dragged her back. She made a startled sound, then a moan as her collar pulled into her throat. Her feet nearly flew out from under her, but she caught herself on the bar at the last second.
“Stop running,” I scolded her darkly.
“Gabe,” she said breathlessly. “Gabriel.”
It was the way she whined my name that did it.
I closed the distance between us in an instant.
I wrapped my hand around her throat just above the iron collar, my brain nothing but the blinding haze of red and the pounding, thudding drum beat of my pulse. I thought I would tear her apart if I could. This wasn’t just lust. It was greed and gluttony, too. Every sinful thing I could conceive of, I wanted to do to her perfect body. I wanted to make her scream. I wanted her beneath me and above me and on her knees.
Her breasts heaved above her black bodice as she panted, her throat working against my tight hand. Her hands ran down her body, hungry to touch herself.
“Please,” she wheezed out.
I hovered my mouth a fraction away from hers, drunk on the way she trembled for me. I let only the very tip of my tongue lick her bottom lip, and she moaned as if in physical pain. Which, if her ache was anything like mine, might be true.
Quickly, I spun her around to face the bar, my hand on the back of her neck now. I traced my hand down her back as she arched her ass out toward me with a needy sound. She let out a half-sob as I rucked her fabric up to her waist and tore her underwear away with one swift yank. The fabric fluttered uselessly to the floor. The writhing decor seemed to sigh happily. Voices whispered and buzzed off and on around us, spurring me on.
My hand slid down the pale, luscious curve of her ass and then slipped between her legs. Marnie bucked against my hand and cried out, soaking my fingers already with her arousal. She was a mess, the fluid dripping a little down her thighs even. I’d never seen someone so turned on in their life. I barely had to sink two digits into her center and brush my thumb against her clit. She squealed and whined my name, pushing back against my hand as her orgasm overtook her with a large shudder.
“More,” she pleaded. “More.”
I closed my eyes and relished every second as her body tightened around my hand. If she wanted more, I would give her more. There was no way we were ever going to get through this circle without this, and I knew that now. We weren’t going to be able to conquer lust without giving in to it.
I leaned forward and kissed her neck, then took her earlobe between my teeth.
“You want more? I’ll give you every inch,” I whispered, my voice dark and ragged.
So much for all those walls I’d tried to build.
15
MARNIE
“More,” I pleaded again as Gabe drew away.
The sting of his teeth on my earlobe was like a ring of fire. It was a brand on my skin. In fact, everywhere he touched me seemed ablaze. The drink I’d taken in my lust-induced fit burned through my veins as well, lighting me up from the inside. My vision pulsed in reds and pinks, and the pulse that pounded in my core seemed like it was audibly loud. My head spun with thoughts of Gabe and everything I wanted him to do to me. Last night had been an appetizer, and now I wanted all the rest of the courses.
I fought against his grip and turned around to kiss him. It was animalistic, like his mouth had the oxygen I needed to survive. We crashed together against the obsidian bar. His hands found my hips and lifted me easily onto the stone slab, sending more drinks and bits of glassware shattering behind me. Thank god no one else was in there, but I have to admit… I’m not sure if I would have cared.
I raked my hands all over him as we kissed furiously. I widened my legs as he fit himself between them, and the hard ridge of his cock settled against my center. I ground against him, relishing the feel of his jeans against me.
With a hiss, Gabriel bit my lip as his hand found my wetness again. He delicately dragged his fingers against my skin, causing goosebumps to break out all over me despite how hot the room was. The pad of his thumb settled on the swollen bud of my clit and pressed hard. We were past tentative touching and gentle pressure. I moaned and moved against his thumb eagerly. He picked up his movements and began to rub me in earnest, using my own wetness to glide over my clit easily. I felt like I was already on the edge of another orgasm. My body was a guitar string. It was piano wire. I had never felt so tight and ready to pop.
“More,” I said, snatching his lip between my teeth.
His grip tightened on my throat, and I practically flooded. I should have been terrified in that sort of vulnerable position with his skull-like visage bearing down on me, but I’d never been more turned on by the press of danger, the flex of his strength against my skin. I still felt safe, claimed… bound. I knew he could hurt me, and I knew that he wouldn’t.
Gabe stepped back, leaving me cold. “How much more?”
“Everything,” I panted. “All of you.”
Suddenly, his form blurred, and in an instant, two of him appeared. It was like the battle with the demons, only this time, both of their sights were focused on only me. The insinuation was clear. It seemed so taboo, so forbidden, and that made me even wetter. My stomach flip-flopped with every single beat of my heart.
“Yes.” I nodded, beckoning to them both. “God, yes.”
“Call it a benefit of having an inhuman form,” Gabe said. “He won’t talk. He’s more like my shadow, but he’ll move independently. It’s easy to split your soul once it’s already dead.”
