Chapter 20
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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 effortlessly, pressing me against the cold wall. My legs wrapped around his waist, and I could feel every tense muscle in his body pressing against me.
"Listen carefully, Seraphina," he hissed, his hot breath grazing my ear. "I don't care about the blood flowing in your veins. You are mine."
He pressed his body deeper, and I could feel the size of his desire demanding satisfaction through his trousers. I sighed, my head against the wall, my hands grasping his coarse black hair.
"Show me. Show me that I am truly yours," I said.
Gabriel growled, low and deep, a purely animal sound. He tore away the remaining clothing that hindered us, and in an instant, there was no more barrier between us.
He entered me with one deep thrust, making me scream. The wall was cold on my back, but his skin where we joined felt like it was burning.
"Look at me," he commanded.
My tear-filled eyes obeyed him, staring directly into his dark gaze. There, I saw a ruthless Alpha, a possessive protector, and the man who, for a moment, had lost all control because of me.
His rhythm was hard, primal, and unyielding. Every thrust was a claim, every gasp an oath. His hands gripped my buttocks, controlling every movement, ensuring I felt every inch of his dominance.
"You are the only thing I have ever truly owned."
His words, spoken with such intensity, pushed me closer to the edge. I gripped his broad shoulders, my nails possibly leaving marks. My body tensed, trembled, and shattered in his embrace with a force that tore a scream from my lips.
Witnessing and feeling the wave crashing over me, Gabriel let out a final growl before filling me deeply, his powerful body shuddering violently in my arms.
A few moments passed, filled only by our heavy breathing. He still held me against the wall, his forehead resting against mine.
"I would burn the world for anyone who dares to try to take you from me," he whispered.
With his breath still racing, Gabriel lifted me from the wall and carried me to the large, canopied bed. I collapsed onto the cold silk, my eyes not leaving him as he removed the rest of his clothes with rough movements.
"Still scared?" he asked.
As I shook my head, he leaned between my open legs. "Let me erase the last of that fear."
He lowered his head, not to kiss my lips, but to go lower. I cried out when his tongue found my still-sensitive c******s. His hands held my hips in place, forcing me to accept all of his attention.
"Daddy, please..."
But Gabriel did not stop. His tongue moved with deadly skill, turning my cries into whimpers.
Suddenly he stopped. "Do you want it?"
I could only nod helplessly.
With a satisfied smile, he entered me again, this time deeper. This position left me helpless, my legs spread wide over his shoulders. Every thrust made the antique wooden bed creak loudly.
"Harder," I whispered.
Gabriel granted my request. His rhythm became wild, uncontrollable. I gripped the sheets, my body tensing towards the peak for the second time. Suddenly, a knock was heard at the door.
We froze. Elena called from behind the door, "Gabriel? We need to talk. Now."
I saw panic in Gabriel's eyes for the first time. With a quick movement, he separated from me and wrapped me in a blanket.
"To the balcony," he urged in a whisper.
I jumped from the bed, legs trembling, and slipped out onto the cold balcony. The glass door closed behind me, leaving me in the darkness with my body still flushed and my breath catching. Through the curtains, I saw his large shadow approaching the bedroom door.
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