Tyrant King

Chapter Eleven

We walked back to the car in silence. I was a ball of fury and Gabriel knew better than to approach me at this moment. I climbed in, slamming the door behind me. If he was surprised, he didn’t show it. He walked around the car and got in on the other side.

I saw Mark glance in the mirror to look at me before making eye contact with Gabriel. He nodded his head slightly, and we started driving. We were half way home when my eyes started to get drowsy and my body started to relax. The adrenaline I had felt drained from me quickly, leaving me exhausted.

“What was that about?” Gabriel said.

I jerked in my seat, coming fully awake again. I could hear the anger in his voice and how he was trying to control it. The memory of women all over him while I sat at the bar came to the front of my mind and I scowled, angry all over again. I looked out the window, refusing to talk to him.

“You’re testing my patience, Nora. What happened back there?”

I still didn’t answer. I heard him sigh before he grabbed my arms and pulled me into his lap. I shrieked, not expecting that reaction. He put my knees on either side of him. I had to put my hands on his shoulders to keep myself upright. Tears pooled in my eyes but I wouldn’t let them fall. One look at me and his eyes softened. He brought one hand up to cup my cheek, rubbing his thumb over my cheekbone, his other loosely on my hip.

I sighed and relaxed slightly, my shoulders slumping forward. I wanted to rest my forehead on his but I was so angry with him. It wouldn’t have been so bad if he had me by his side, considering half of the reason we were there was to let the world know of our marriage. But he disrespected me in front of all those people and let them think he could still play with whoever he wanted.

I tried to push back so I could get off his lap, but he just pulled me tighter. “Please, Nora, tell me what happened…”

I didn’t know what came over me… I slapped him. His face turned slightly and we both sat there in shock. I could hear the partition closing behind me, leaving me on my own to face the big, bad wolf. “Let me go.” I whispered.

He finally turned back to me. His jaw clenched, his own anger pooling in his blue eyes making them look darker than they usually do. “No.” He said, grabbing my hip tighter. I’m sure there would be a bruise there in the morning but I didn’t care. I wanted to be away from him.

I raised my hand to slap him again but this time he caught my wrist. He twisted it behind my back, grabbing my other hand to do the same. When he had both my hands secured in his giant one, he leaned me sideways. With his other hand he started pulling the bottom of my dress up.

My eyes went wide and I started squirming. “Let me go! Let me go Gabriel! Stop!” My protesting did nothing. He had pulled the dress up and over my back, leaving my ass hanging out and my thong visible. I heard him gulp before his hand connected with my skin. It was a hard and firm slap that made me scream, before he gently massaged the flesh.

“Tell me what happened.” His voice was clipped. When I didn’t answer he smacked me again in the same spot. Tears fell from my eyes from the pain.

“Please stop! You’re hurting me, Gabriel.”

I looked up at him the best that I could from my position. His eyes connected with mine, a dangerous glint in his. I felt his hand massaging the spot again before he stopped. His hand slid down to cup my ass, before circling to my inner thigh. “Tell me what happened, Nora. Tell me before your punishment gets worse.” He was so calm even though his eyes were telling me I was in a dangerous position.

“Why didn’t you bring one of your many mistresses home instead of me?” The words flew out of my mouth so fast, I couldn’t have stopped them if I wanted to.

His head snapped to look at me, questions floating in his eyes. He must have realized what I was talking about because his head leaned against the seat and he laughed. There was no humor in it. “Why would I bring home anyone when I have a crazy wife sleeping under the same roof as me? You’re delusional, Nora. If I wanted anyone else, I’d have them.”

“You seemed to want them just fine while I was watching them hang off your arm like they belonged there!”

I felt his hand move up slightly, his thumb rubbing small circles closer to my panties. Neither of us said more as we looked at each other. His hand slid back up my ass and he ran his hand between my thong and skin.

My face flushed. “Stop.” It was barely audible but I knew he heard me. He looked down at where his hand was. Slowly he moved my undies to the side and I felt his hand slide over my mound. My entire body went stiff but that didn’t stop him.

He slid his finger through my folds, bringing it in front of his face to look at. He put his finger in his mouth and sucked. His hand was back over my sensitive area when he turned his face to me. He pushed his thumb in, circling it around my sensitive bud. “I love that you’re so wet for me, Nora. Especially when you try so hard to deny your attraction to me.”

“Stop touching me, please.”

“I can’t do that, wife. I see your face heating up under my touch, enjoying every second of pleasure my finger is giving you. And you can deny it all you want, but your body isn’t lying to me.”

“Gabriel…”

“What happened with Rae? The other day and tonight.”

He continued his sweet, slow torture. I could feel the buildup coming and my stomach tightening. My mind didn’t want this, I didn’t want to be here. But Gabriel was right, my body loved it. My breathing was getting faster and I was finding it extremely difficult to concentrate on what he was asking me when my body felt like it was going to explode.

I knew my release was about to come, and I was trying hard not to make any noises or give myself away. A man experienced like Gabriel also knew, as the smile on his face grew wider and wider. I was just about at my peak when all of a sudden, he stopped. I didn’t even realize that I had closed my eyes in pleasure until they snapped open.

“Tell me what happened, wife, and I will let you cum.”

“You’re mean…”

“That’s not news to me, sweetheart.” He ran his finger through my folds again, his eyes darkening when he realized I was much more wet than before.

“She told me in not so many words that she used to be one of your s*x buddies and that’s why you’ve hired her.” I whispered. “And she so kindly reminded me that you could have any of those women tonight, that I shouldn’t hold my breath that you’d want someone like me.”

He lost his smirk at the same time his fingers slipped between my folds again, continuing his sweet torture. My eyes closed and my back arched at the same time I was telling him to stop. I knew he wouldn’t, and my body didn’t want him to.

It didn’t take long before I reached my peak again. This time he didn’t stop. He threw me so far over the edge my body wouldn’t stop convulsing. At some point he had let go of my hands but I couldn’t move until I was coming down from my high. I have never felt anything like that.

He slid his hand out from between my legs, licking and sucking his fingers clean. “Now, my dear wife, if I had wanted any other woman tonight, I wouldn’t have done what I just did. Get yourself cleaned up, I’ll meet you inside.”

He got out of the car, closing the door behind him. I didn’t even realize that we had made it home. I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment. Poor Mark in the front seat, he must’ve heard everything! And then I realized that Gabriel left me here. He left me dripping wet from my first o****m, in the back seat of a car. He hadn’t waited for me or helped me. I was brutally reminded of the kind of man he was.

I collected myself and straightened my dress, getting out of the car and walking inside. Susan looked at me in concern before I gave her a sad smile and kept walking. I took myself up the stairs, but instead of going into Gabriel’s room, I kept walking. I didn’t stop until I was inside the room I originally woke up in.

I closed the door, walking to the bathroom. I was going to take a nice, long bath before I crawled in bed. Before I got to the bathroom door, the bedroom door opened. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked.

I glanced at him over my shoulder. “I’m going to take a bath.”

“There is a bath tub in my bathroom.”

I turned to face him. He stood there watching, his eyes squinting like he was trying to figure out what to do with me. I looked him up and down. I didn’t have to like him, but I could certainly appreciate his appearance. I inwardly shook myself, meeting his eyes again. “That’s just the problem, Gabriel… it’s your bathroom in your bedroom.”

It took him half a second to understand what I had meant and what he had said. Realization crossed his face at the same time he took a step towards me, and then another. I didn’t want him any closer so I quickly stepped back, closing and locking the door.

He was on the other side in a second, trying to get in. “Nora… open the door.” I didn’t. “Wife…” he said, “Now!”

I turned away, walking over to start my bath. I was doing my best to ignore him carrying on out there. By the time my tub was ready, my bedroom was silent. I climbed in, letting the hot water melt off the night that I had. I couldn’t stop seeing the women on Gabriel’s arm, or the words Rae said about him not wanting me. Not even the ache between my legs wanting more of his touch could distract the memories.

I don’t know how long I was in there, but the water eventually turned cold. I climbed out, drying myself off. I wrapped the towel around myself and quietly opened the bathroom door. It was dark and quiet, and I couldn’t feel his presence in the room. I tiptoed to my closet and pulled out a nice, big t-shirt. I threw on a pair of panties, just in case.

When I felt ready, I crawled into bed. It didn’t take long for sleep to consume me; my entire body was exhausted. What I wasn’t expecting, was the nightmare that never seemed to want to end.