An Omega's Revenge.

Chapter One Daphne's POV. “Do you like what you see?” Gabriel asked, holding his c**k in his hand. My heart shook as I glanced at it. I gulped, my body vibrating to the thump of my heart. “Now, take off your clothes and get on the bed.” he said, stroking his c**k. “You don't want to keep this little boy waiting.” “T–This isn't right.” I stuttered, shaking my head. “You are my sister's mate. So, I can't do this with you. Please, let me go.” The plates on the tray which I was holding began to clatter as my hands trembled. “You don't want us to do things the hard way, do you?” he asked, taking his legs out from his pants which was on the floor. “I am sure you don't want that, so just do as I've said.” He walked up to me. I shuffled some steps back to get away from him. But then, I felt my back against the wall. It was a dead end. “Please, just let me go this once.” I pleaded, blinking back tears. “Emily could walk in any moment, I don't want her to get the wrong idea of things.” “Well, she can think whatever she wants to.” he said, stroking my face with a hand. “She means nothing to me now.” “What?” “Don't act like you don't know that I've always wanted you from the very beginning.” his breath stirred against my neck as he whispered the words to me. My skin crawled with sparks of dread. I wouldn't have thought that he had fallen out of love with Emily. Whenever he was with her, it seemed like she was the only woman he could see. Perhaps, I knew that he had always wanted me from the onset, and maybe I did too. But all that died the very moment Emily was announced as his mate. That ought to have been me. But then, I couldn't do anything about it because I didn't want to hurt my sister. She'd only asked me to bring him his dinner because she'd a few things to attend to, and had promised not to stay long. Initially, I refused with excuses that I also had something to do. But then, a part of me wanted to see him. So, I had no choice than to bring him his meal. If I'd known that it would turn out this way, then I would have arrived much earlier. Besides, I should have known that something was wrong the very moment I got to his room and realized that the door was opened. I walked in, and swept my eyes all over the place, but I couldn't find him. But then, he was hiding behind the door. It was as if he knew that I waa coming. Few seconds after I walked in, he shut the door, and began to take off his clothes. “I–I have no idea what you're talking about right now.” I stuttered, evading his gaze as I lowered my head. “Please, just let me go.” “I wish I could,” he said, trailing kisses down my collarbone. “But I can't. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.” I panted softly as I felt his lips on my skin. It was as if my body was on fire. He lifted his face to me as he noticed that I was struggling to catch my breath. “Are you alright?” he asked, pressing his body against mine. I felt his c**k against my thighs. It was as hard as steel. “Gabriel…” “Shhh.” he hushed, placing his index finger on my lips. “You don't have to say a word; I know you're wet.” I swallowed hard, and closed my eyes, trying to shut out every damn thing I was feeling at that time, but I failed. Instead, the feeling consumed every fiber of my being like a wildfire. “I will help you with this.” he received the tray from me, and dropped it on the bedside table. “We shouldn't be doing this.” I said, panting in between my words. “Emily could come in any time.” “This is exactly what we should be doing, and it doesn't matter if she walks in.” he said, pushing my hair behind my ear. “Right now, you're all I want. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you.” He put his hands on my thighs, and slid them beneath my gown. I wrapped my hands around his neck, still panting softly. “You love it, don't you?” he lifted, and dropped me on the bed. I watched as he crawled up to me on the bed, gripped my legs, and wrapped them around his waist. I pushed my fingers through the bed sheets as he kissed my thighs. Suddenly, I gasped as he thrusted his c**k inside me. “Gabriel.” I moaned, squeezing the bed sheet in my grip. “How do you feel, do you want me to go harder?” he asked, thrusting in and out of me. “Just say the words.” “Yes.” I said, barely breathing the words. “Go harder.” I tightened my legs around his waist as he continued to thrust in and out of me. As if it was my only hoping of staying alive, I squeezed the bedsheet even harder, trying not to run out of breath. Before I could register what was going on, he turned me over, and made me stand on all fours, then he continued to bang me hard. My n*****s became so hard, it felt like they were going to fall off. In as much as I knew that it was wrong to have s*x with him, I didn't know how to push him away. I'd tried earlier to speak, but the words wouldn't just leave my lips. He put me on my back, and continued to thrust his c**k in and out of me. It was beyond what I'd always imagined it to be with him. I could literally feel my heart beating so fast as if it was going to explode. Suddenly, the door creaked open. “Damn it!” the voice came from behind. I looked past Gabriel and found Emily standing by the door, covering her son's eyes with a hand. My heart sank.