After Elena entered her room, Gabriel pulled me. His hand gripping my hip felt hot through the fabric of my evening dress. His breath was heavy, mingling with the short gasps that escaped my lips as he pushed me against the wall of the room. The door locked with a loud click, isolating us from the threatening outside world.
"You saw the way they looked at you," he murmured between wild kisses planted on my neck. "Like a pack of wolves smelling carrion. I needed to make sure you were truly real, truly here with me."
His hand groped the silk of my dress, gathering it at my waist before mercilessly tearing it. The sound of ripping fabric made me gasp, but Gabriel swallowed my startled sound with his mouth as it once again captured my lips.
"Daddy…," I moaned weakly as he lifted me effortle
