Gabriel's Heart [The Men of Treasure Cove 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  “It will take three weeks for the bans, and then you can marry. But if you want to marry quickly, you will need a special license,” his attorney offered.

  “That means I will have to go see the archbishop.” Gabriel sighed, knowing what that would entail.

  “Yes, Your Grace,” Collingsworth informed him.

  “Make the arrangements. We will travel to London immediately,” Gabriel ordered, picking up the phone to call Alexander. “That will be all, Collingsworth.”, He dismissed the man.

  Waiting for Alexander to answer, Gabriel motioned Mrs. Danforth into the room. He watched as she laid a sterling silver tray complete with tea, crumpets, and scones. Nodding his approval, he grabbed a scone and bit into it just as Alexander picked up the phone. “Barrister Ellis, how may I help you?”

  “Alexander, when can you get back to Devonshire?” Gabriel asked, leaning back in his chair and placing his feet upon the expensive mahogany desk. He chuckled when he thought about how his grandfather would flip out if he could see him now.

  “Not till later this evening, why?”

  “I want to get married today. No point in waiting.”

  “Have you forgotten one small detail? England doesn’t allow for polyamorous marriages. Antoinette would be committing bigamy.”

  “Damn, forgot about that one.” Thinking of what could be done, Gabriel sighed.

  “Besides, you would have to relinquish your rights to the duchy.”

  “I never wanted it in the first place,” he said.

  “Why can’t we just wait till we head back to Montana? It’s going to take me a couple of days to finish up here. I need to hire someone to oversee the estates and relinquish my post. This needs to be done correctly, Gabriel. It’s not as if we can run off to Scotland and get handfasted.”

  Sitting up, Gabriel’s mind began to spin. Could it be that easy?

  “That’s it! Stop what you’re doing and head home. I will have Antoinette ready, and when you arrive, we can leave for Scotland immediately.”

  “You can’t be serious! I was joking.”

  “Unless my memory is wrong, handfasting is still legal in parts of Scotland, correct?”

  “Well, technically, yes and no. Back in the day it took the place of a legal marriage, but in 2004 with the Family Law Act of Scotland, it’s just an addendum to marriage, more like a colorful addition to a wedding. Now, certain cultures still believe in the ceremony, and according to them it’s binding. In the pagan world, they believe it’s legal and binding. England doesn’t believe in a year-and-a-day trial marriage. Plus it omits the church, and we all know what problems that causes.”

  “But is it still legal?”

  “For certain cultures, yes.”

  “We leave for Scotland as soon as you arrive,” Gabriel ordered, smiling, and hung up.

  * * * *

  Annie woke to find herself in an empty room. Stretching her arms above her head, she felt deliriously content and happy. Gabriel loved her, and he wanted to marry her. She knew she should be feeling as if she was floating on cloud nine, but she worried about Alexander. He hadn’t truthfully told her how he felt about all of this. She knew he enjoyed being with her, but he never mentioned love.

  She didn’t like Gabriel rushing him. She believed that Alex should make up his own mind, and if he wasn’t ready for marriage, she wasn’t going to force the issue. Marriage was a monumental step. Though she was ready and eager for all that entailed, she grew concerned that Gabriel only wanted it to protect her and that Alex was going to go along just because.

  Those were not reasons to marry.

  After dressing quickly, she headed downstairs, running into the butler.

  “Oh, good morning, Cutler.” She smiled.

  “Ms. Hicks.” He nodded and continued on.

  Shrugging her shoulders, she found Gabriel in the large library and smiled, walking over to him. She plopped herself in his lap. “Good morning, Gabe.”

  “Good morning, little bird. How was your sleep?” Gabriel asked, kissing her neck and making her squirm.

  “Good.” She giggled as his lips tickled her chin.

  “Where’s Alex?” she asked, looking around the room but not seeing him.

  “He drove to London to take care of a few items. He is returning now. He should be here soon,” Gabriel said, his hands slowly roaming up her waist toward her breasts, eliciting a soft sigh from her lips.

  “Really,” she replied, never taking her eyes off him.

  “Yes, but we are leaving for Scotland as soon as he arrives,” he informed her as he pinched her nipple. Annie moaned and leaned back against him.

  “Mmm, that feels good. Why are we going to Scotland?” she asked, questioning him.

  “That’s where we are getting married,” he whispered, kissing her neck as the words sunk in.

  Annie froze. “Damn it, Gabriel! You never listen, do you? Alex isn’t ready for marriage, and I will not force him into it,” she said angrily, getting to her feet. She couldn’t believe him. This was so Gabriel, thinking he knew what was best and not considering anyone else the process. He did what he wanted and expected everyone to fall in line.

  Annie didn’t know why he insisted on this course, but she was not going to let him to control every aspect of their lives.

  “Antoinette. This is best for all of us. Alexander and I can protect you.”

  “I don’t need protection from my brothers!” she shouted at him.

  “I disagree. We laid a bomb at their feet. If we return without the marriage license, they will do everything within their power to keep us apart. I don’t relish the idea of fighting your family for you, but I will if they interfere. I am only thinking of you. Can’t you understand that?” She listened as he tried to explain, but not once did he say love. Oh she knew he loved her, but this was madness.

  “Gabriel, this is wrong. This is not a reason to get married. Please understand what I am saying,” she pleaded with him.

  * * * *

  Gabriel knew she would fight him on this matter, but there was nothing she could do or say to make him change his mind. He loved her, and he wanted her. The sooner she realized that, the better off she would be. The rest would come later.

  Sitting at his desk, papers strewn before him, he was not paying attention to what he should be doing. Instead, he watched her, the enchanting beauty who was standing with her back to him, as her ass filling out her tight blue jeans so nicely. Her black thong stuck out ever so slightly as she stood up on the tips of her toes, allowed the white T-shirt she wore to lift up, showing her soft flesh. He watched as she silently searched his library for a book. Finding one, she turned and smiled, stilling his heart. Her eyes sparkled in his direction, and she smiled seductively, enchanting him.

  “Hungry?” She grinned playfully.

  Taking him by surprise, Gabriel blinked, dropping the papers that held no interest for him. Licking his lips, he reluctantly pulled his eyes up and away from her full breasts that seemed to be calling to him as they pressed against her tight white top, beckoning him.

  “Always.” His fingers trembled slightly as he reached to pick up the paper his lawyer said needed his attention. Gabriel tried to concentrate on the task, but it was useless.

  The vixen before him had captured his attention like no other.

  He watched out of the corner of his eye as she made her way over to him, snatching the paper and tossing it aside. She swung her leg over the side of the leather chair, sitting down on his lap. Her body pinning him to the cushion, she wiggled her butt enticingly. Leaning her head down, she captured his lips forcefully as her hands held his head in place. He moaned as she ground her pelvis against him. He broke the kiss, gasping. “What are you doing, little bird?”

  Her soft emerald eyes looked down at him as she laughed. “If I have to stop and explain this to you, then we’re gonna be here for a while.”

  “Do you need some attention, little bird?” Gabriel asked, sliding his
hands up her shirt, pulling her closer to him.

  Moaning, her head fell back.

  “Oh, Antoinette, I know what you’re trying to do, and it’s not going to work. But in the meantime, I am going to eat you for lunch,” he whispered as his lips trickled gentle nips against her chest and up to her neck. “And don’t think I didn’t hear you fingering yourself this morning, panting as you called out for me,” he whispered in her ear as she giggled. “That, my dear, is my job.”

  Picking her up, he laid her gently atop his desk.

  His body began to shake as she stretched out before him, enticing him like no other. She, his little bit of perfection, smiled lovingly at him.

  It took Gabriel no time to remove her jeans. He grinned as he eyed her silk panties soaked with her juices. So responsive, so eager, she belonged to him and Alexander.

  The thought rocked him to his core.

  After all these years, she was going to be his. Lost in the beauty that was Antoinette, Gabriel could do nothing as he watched her hand trail down her body as she began to rub her moist pussy.

  His cock jumped, begging to be freed from its confines. Gabriel froze, admiring the siren before him. Her soft moist lips called to him. Her scent surrounded him, and his mouth watered. He needed her like no other. She was his redeeming quality. Only she could see him through the storm that was his life. She was his beacon, his safe harbor.

  “Gabriel?”

  Blinking, he smiled down at her as his hand lightly wrapped around her throat. “Don’t you dare come without my permission or I will punish you, little bird,” he whispered as he ripped her panties from her body. She arched toward him as she creamed more.

  Lifting her legs, he placed her feet on the desk. Gabriel grinned, sitting back down in his chair. Her inviting pussy glistened before him, and like a ravenous animal, he grabbed her hips as his tongue plundered into her wet cunt.

  Her screams were music to his ears as she bucked against his mouth.

  Lost within her grace, Gabriel licked, sucked, and ate the pure essence that was his love, taking her into him, as if only her life force could sustain him. He was ravenous as he plunged his tongue deep into her welcoming, wet channel. He suckled her tender, swollen clit as her hands threaded through his hair. Her hands tightened, pulling him closer into her.

  Gabriel growled as her grip tightened further, eliciting a degree of pain, and he was lost. The excitement flooded him. “Want to play rough, little bird?” He smiled, coming up for air.

  Her head thrashed as she shivered slightly, crying out, “Make me come!”

  “As my lady wishes,” he said reverently as his grip tightened on her hips. He hoisted her legs over his shoulders and devoured her.

  Thoroughly enjoying himself, Gabriel lapped her pussy. His tongue plunged deep into her once more. He hummed as his teeth grazed her clit. She screamed as the first wave of pleasure over took her as Gabriel’s mouth flooded with her juices.

  His tongue trailed down her wet pussy toward her tight pink hole. Tickling her hole, she cried out as his teeth graze over the forbidden. Bucking wildly, Gabriel tightened his grip on her as he licked her from asshole to pussy, spreading her juices.

  “I want you, Antoinette.”

  Panting, she cried, “Fuck me.”

  Gabriel smiled. “I want all of you, Antoinette.”

  Her eyes latched onto his, and for a brief moment, Gabriel saw uncertainty in her eyes. His arousal was so intense, his heart about burst from his chest. His cock pulsed dangerously against his pants. He watched as she lay there panting. The massive orgasm he had just given her gave her luscious body a sensual glow. Holding his breath, he awaited her decision.

  “Don’t hurt me,” she whispered.

  “Never, little bird,” he said truthfully, reaching for her hand. “Come stand and place your hands on the desk, and do not let go.” Walking around the desk, he stopped in front of her. Leaning down, he pushed a button, and two leather straps released from the front of the desk. His mind raced with all the possibilities he had desired to show her of his life. Securing the straps, he looked into her eyes and grinned as she started to panic, struggling and pulling against the restraints.

  “Please don’t.”

  “Trust me, little bird.” He soothed as he leaned his head down, kissing her neck. Walking around the desk, he stood behind her, running his hand up and down her back as his other reached between her legs, rubbing her clit. Her body began to relax, her breathing returned to normal, and soon, desire replaced the unknown.

  Leaning over her, Gabriel grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head up roughly.

  “You belong to me, Antoinette. You speak only when spoken to, and when you address me, you are to call me Master. You don’t get to say what I will or will not do. When I tell you to do something, you will do it without question. Am I clear, little one?”

  * * * *

  Annie had never heard him speak to her that way. She knew she should have been scared at his demand, but yet something within her unfurled, releasing a bind that she didn’t know ever existed. Turning her head, she looked up into the eyes of the man she loved more than air. His hard silver eyes bored into her, demanding that she respond to him, but more than that, she saw him for what he truly was. Everything that she had ever known about the man was so much more. He was dark and calculating, loyal to a fault, but more than that, she saw a longing deep within him. He needed her like no other, and though she was scared at what he might do, something inside her told her that he would never truly hurt her.

  He just wanted to be accepted for who and what he truly was. A man that adored her and wanted to bring her pleasure the only way he knew how. By accepting him and all of his faults, she was the sole person who could reveal the man beneath. Everything about this man called to her on a level she never knew existed. His gentle touch, his strong embrace calmed her through the thunderstorm that was her life. He was her life, only she was afraid he did not know it, and she was unsure how to explain it to him.

  For most of her life, the temptation to be with him was what drove her, gave her the courage to ask for what she truly wanted. She prayed that he never found out of the power he had over her, for if he did, with one word he could destroy her.

  She had been told that salvation would set her free, but how could she tell the man before her that she would follow him into the pits of hell, just be with him. Her one weakness was Gabriel. She’d always be his, and for that, she gave him what he wanted most, her trust. With a soft whisper, she replied, “Yes, Master.”

  His smile unhinged her as she watched him nod approvingly, releasing her hair. She felt him move back, and the loss of his touch sent a shiver down her spine. She didn’t know what he was going to do next, but she knew she trusted him.

  His warm hand began moving in slow circles over her bared ass. The feel of his heat warmed her, and when she thought of nothing else but his touch, she gasped when the first strike sent flames over her body.

  Crying out in surprise, she didn’t have time to recover before another stinging blow landed hard on her ass. Gasping for air, she tried to control her breathing, but the pain was more than she could handle. Immense heat seared her as he landed another heavy blow. Her body began to betray her as it warmed and welcomed the pain. Lost within her own waves of torture, she allowed the sensations to take her deeper beneath the waves. Before she knew what was happening, she found herself floating, free of pain and the binds that held her. A freedom she had never experienced before, she flew above the clouds and into space. Warm and loved, she welcomed the sense of nothingness.

  Soaring, she moaned as his heat covered her once again. His strong arms protected her, holding her tight. Then, as if the fires of hell were at her feet, the most euphoric feeling over took her.

  “Breathe, little bird,” she heard him whisper, but the fullness of his cock was unbearable. She felt every inch of him as he slowly entered her ass, and though the fire burned quickly, she welc
omed it as he took her higher. Crying out softly, she rocked her hips back toward him. She heard him laugh as he pushed deeper into her core.

  “Feel me, Antoinette. Let me take you higher,” he said softly, kissing her neck as he pushed further into her.

  Lost in a sea of fire, Annie closed her eyes and let the scorching flames envelope her in its warm blanket. Moaning quietly, she tightened her hands around the soft leather straps as he moved his body closer and closer to hers. His pulsing cock slid deeper into her as the flames rose higher until his body was finally covering hers.

  “Time to fly, little bird,” he soothed as he ground his cock deeper. The moment he pulled back and thrust back into her, Annie finally took a breath and let go. She felt him working furiously against her body as his plunging thrusts made her aim for the stars.

  She had never felt so free.

  Closing her eyes, she welcomed the fire. Safe within his arms, he shattered her world as he pushed her higher and higher until she could fly no more.

  “Fly, little bird!” he shouted as he savagely pushed into her body. Gone was the warm blanket, and in that instant, she screamed as her body burst all around him. The fire within her exploded and flashed all around her.

  Her body no longer her own, her ass gripped his hard cock, pulling him deeper into her. With a loud growl, he slammed into her one more time and stilled, adding to the flames within her as he released himself deeply.

  Panting and gasping for air, a cool air blew across her skin, and she shivered. She never felt him remove her hands from the leather binds. All she knew was that she was floating on air and wrapped within his warmth.

  Slowly opening her eyes, she looked into his silver eyes and smiled. Laying her head upon his chest, she drifted off into heaven knowing that he would catch her when she floated back to earth.

  * * * *

  Later that night, Gabriel opened the front door as Alexander carried their sleeping bride across the threshold of Avalon Manor. They had done it. She was finally theirs. It had been a long day, and they were exhausted. Alex never said anything as Gabriel followed him silently up the stairs. Together they helped get her out of her clothes and under the covers of their bed.