You Owe Me, Baby

by Simmons, Sabel

  Her eyes widened with each word, then glittered with fury until she was totally rigid beneath him.

  “You … I …”

  “Don’t even try and deny it! From the first time we met you have been pulling the strings and I have performed. Well, no more! You have not paid all you have owed me and I refuse to be used any further. You already stole my sperm from me … I refuse to give you any m …”

  “You … jerk! You … you jackass! Get off me!”

  She hit him against his shoulder, struggling so hard he held her down; scared she was going to hurt herself and the baby. He never expected this type of reaction from her. He froze when heart rendering sobs tore through her body and she tried to hide her face in the pillow, tears streaming down her cheeks.

  “Red, Baby don’t cry! Please stop!”

  “How can you say something like that? How can you say … say that I stole our baby … from you?”

  She sobbed and her face contracted in pain. His heart clamped at the misery in her voice. Then he totally stopped breathing.

  “I could never … have stolen our ba … baby from your body! I … I … accep … accepted it in love … with love … I love you, Gabriel! How can you even thi … think something like that?”

  She sobbed against his chest and he felt the tears burn behind his eyes at her sobbing confession and he cursed himself. He should have remembered her hormones and that her reactions were different.

  He took her face in his hands and tenderly smoothed her tears from her cheeks. He kissed her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks and then her lips, until her sobs receded and she clung to him, kissing him back as wildly as he kissed her. He pulled back and looked deeply into her eyes.

  “I did not mean it, Red. I only said it to draw a reaction from you! I did not factor in your hormones. I expected you to lose your temper. I never meant to upset you. God knows, I never meant to make you cry!”

  She caressed his shoulders, his face and rolled her hips against his in need.

  “Gabriel … please honey! I need you so badly I am hurting! Staying away from me for so long was more punishment that I can stand! Please take me! Take me now!”

  Gabriel needed to say what was in his heart, but the need that burned inside her burned through the heat in her skin against his. He cursed when he recalled the Doctor said she might not even need stimulation and she has been in need for a week. He could not deny her. He lifted his hips and yanked the towel from his hips.

  When he lowered back he surged inside her and plunged deep. She keened and pushed her hips up against him, forcing him deeper.

  “Gabriel! Please honey! Please, please!”

  He thrust, slow and deep, in and out and she screamed in frustration, her nails racking down his back and he flinched.

  “Faster Gabriel! Harder! I need more!”

  Her heat and wetness gripped him so hard he could not hold back and plunged on her demand, faster and harder, and then again and again with each of her screams and demands. Yet he was careful and tender. He pinched her clit and she shattered around him, screaming his name. Her back arched and she couldn’t breathe. She panted and he moved slower until he felt the ripples around him recede and her breathing became less haggard.

  Then he started plunging again, hard and fast, pistoning in and out like a turbo engine, over and over until a second climax clawed at her within seconds and she screamed again in ecstasy. He did not stop, he kept driving into her until she was weak from all the orgasms that ripped through her, until they were both covered in a sheen of sweat and were boneless.

  He turned on his back and pulled her on top of him, ordering her to take his shaft inside her. Once done he pulled her down all the way on top of him, soothed her back and soon they were both asleep, intimately entwined.

  Gabriel woke up and did not move. Sienna was still draped on top of him, her head facing sideways with her one hand tucked in below his shoulder and the other resting on his chest. Her legs tangled on either side of his and … good Lord, he was still inside her, with an erection throbbing all the way to his toes.

  She moaned and wiggled and he caught his breath, clamping his hands down around her hips to keep her still. He ground so hard on his teeth the sound of teeth gnashing clear in the silence of the room.

  Sienna woke up and glanced at him with a frown.

  “Why are you grinding your teeth so early in the morning, honey? It is way too early to start fighting with me!”

  Her voice sleepy and so damn sexy his shaft jumped eagerly inside her. She mewled and pushed her core deeper against him, but winced as the friction rubbed against her tender and slightly raw inside walls. Gabriel growled when he noticed it, but sighed in resignation.

  “I had a suspicion that I over indulged too much again last night and now I have to suffer for it!”

  She smiled lazily and their eyes met. She kissed his warm chest with her hot open lips and his shaft jumped again.

  “Stop Red.” He tried to push her up so he could pull out of her but she refused to budge.

  “Hm hmm. I am quite comfortable and I am not going anywhere until you tell me the real reason why you did not make love to me for a week!”

  He glared at her and wondered when she became so vindictive. It was absolute torture to be so deep inside her with a full erection, knowing he would not be able to find the release he so desperately needed. She watched him, clearly waiting for his answer.

  “I was angry with you.”

  She frowned. “Why? I went with you; I never once denied you anything and did everything you asked me to do!”

  “Except get excited or even partake in the wedding arrangements! Every time Sophia phoned you were non-committal, as if you did not care a damn what she did! The wedding is in two weeks and you have not even bothered finding a wedding dress!”

  She sat up and he cursed as she wiggled down on him until she was comfortable. His fingers dug into her hips and she winced. She smoothed her hands over his and he slacked his hold only slightly.

  “Maybe because I am not getting married in two weeks!”

  Chapter Twenty Three

  He froze and his whole body stiffened, while a deep frown marred his brow. His face turned vicious in his anger and appeared to be cast in stone. His voice was hoarse and pure rage.

  “I don’t understand, Sienna. You told me you love me, but I already knew that, just as you know I love you, why now do you not want to marry me?”

  “I never said I don’t want to marry you. And just how the hell was I supposed to know you love me?”

  “Good God woman! You will drive me absolutely insane! Of course I bloody love you! I show you every day, with every touch, every kiss and every bloody look I give you! How can you NOT know? And you just said you are not getting married in two weeks! What the devil do you mean?”

  “I said I will not be ordered to marry you!”

  “Sienna, you are going to marry me, even if I have to chain you to the altar! You can’t walk away from me now!”

  “I have no intention of walking away from you, honey. I love you too much for that, but you will not order me to marry you!”

  “I normally am quite a clever man, but right here, right now, I am dumbfounded! Just tell me what the bloody hell you mean! Why won’t you marry me?”

  “Because you never asked me!”

  “Oh hell no! Of course I have! Over and over!”

  She slapped him on his chest. “You ordered, King Gabriel! You never once asked! A woman wants to be asked to get married! I want to be asked to get married!”

  He stared at her, his eyes narrowed into slits, the amber of his eyes glittering like spun gold. He cursed non-stop for a full two minutes, while he bodily removed her complaining body from atop his and got up from the bed.

  She stared at him with wonder. His hair tousled, his body hard as a rock … everywhere and he stomped to the door flinging it open, still cursing.

  “Gabriel! Where are you going?”


  “You made me go through hell for a damned question, I will ask the question, but I will do it bloody well properly!” He shouted back at her, stomping down the passage.

  “Gabriel! You are naked!”

  There was silence for a few seconds, and then his voice rumbled towards her.

  “I am a King! I will walk around naked in my own damn house whenever I feel like it! BENITO!”

  Sienna giggled and hoped none of the house staff was about with him prowling around naked and with a fully aroused erection! She leaned back against the pillows, and then scuttled to the edge of the bed grabbing the sheet to cover herself, just in case someone walked through the door. She just settled back against the pillows, when Gabriel stomped back into the room, his hair even more tousled than before. His large and aroused shaft bobbing as he walked.

  He slammed the door shut and came to a halt next to the bed. He grabbed the edge of the sheet and flung it from her body.

  “Come here, Red.”

  She edged closer to him and he made her sit on the edge of the bed with her legs hanging down over the side. He went down on his knees between her legs and she gasped, feeling exposed with her legs spread on either side of his large body.

  He brought the hand he had behind his back forward and she smiled at the beautiful red rose he held out to her. Her hand closed around his and she leaned in to breathe in the heady aroma of the beautiful rose. Her eyes laughed into his.

  “You picked me a rose in the garden in your naked glory, Gabriel?”

  “Yes … so you better appreciate it! Now, my love … I don’t really know why this is so important to you, but because it is, I am here on my knees with a rose in hand, asking … no begging you to marry me. You are the other half of me, Red. My heart already beats inside you and if you leave me now, you will rip my heart from my body and I will wither and die. I cannot imagine my life without you to fulfill me. I need you to ground me, to make me whole … to love me and be mine to love. Sienna Thorne, I love you with every breath I breathe, with every cell in my body. Will you be my wife?”

  She took his face into her hands and gazed lovingly into his eyes and nodded.

  “You are my soul, honey. The one that makes me take a breath in the morning when I wake up, which makes my heart beat alongside yours. I cannot be without you and I never want to be without you. My heart and soul is empty when you’re not around. Yes, Gabriel Frederick Costa, I will marry you!”

  He leaned into her and their mouths met in the most tender loving kiss they have ever shared. She gasped into his mouth when his fingers stroked slowly over her cleft to push inside her heated sheath.

  “Now, lover of mine … I know you are slightly sore, but I need to seal this vow with our bodies and you, Baby, owe me big time for making me suffer!”

  She moaned when he moved into her body and his lips closed over her clit to suck it deep into his mouth, twirling his tongue over the tip. His fingers plunged deep, but gently into her and she arched back onto the bed.

  He growled against her clit and their eyes met. He shook his head without stopping and she begged with her eyes, but the order was clear and she pushed upright again, watching his mouth torture her clit, his fingers plunging in and out of her. It did not take long and Sienna shouted for mercy as her body tightened and she curled around Gabriel, climaxing hard around his fingers. He tipped his finger upwards and stroked the bundle of nerves inside her and she screamed. Her climax intensified so rapidly she could not breathe and she clawed at his back. He released her clit and rose, his fingers still stroking inside her, watching her body trembling with the waves of her release that shook her small frame. He pushed her back against the bed and her eyes begged and he gave her a small moment to recover.

  She gasped air into her lungs then cried out when he surged inside her all the way to the hilt, his finger still inside her. She shook her head, her inside muscles tightening rapidly around the fullness of him inside her.

  “Please honey! No … it is too much! I can’t … You will kill me!”

  He smiled tenderly down at her from where he stood between her legs. He pulled her legs up and draped them over his shoulders and her eyes widened when he leaned harder into her, going deeper than he has ever been.

  “No, Baby, I won’t kill you … but I am going to give you pleasure … lots of pleasure!”

  With his last words he tipped the tip of his finger inside her inward again to start stroking and she mewled. Her muscles rippled around him and he started to plunge in and out of her, watching her face, exulting in the pleasure that flashed there, then the panic when her climax ripped through her so quickly she was totally unprepared. She saw black for a moment before stars exploded behind her eyes.

  Gabriel’s eyes kept hers hostage and she watched his body tighten, he totally consumed her, captivating her with the passionate look. He totally overwhelmed her when he tapped hard and relentlessly against the bundle of nerves inside her and this time she screamed and screamed when every muscle in her body contracted with the hardest climax she has ever had. Every organ in her body but her throbbing channel around him came to a brief halt and she was on the verge of blacking out.

  Gabriel thrust hard and deep and then his voice shouting her name joined hers as his release ripped through him. It was so strong it weakened his legs to such an extent that he had to drop her legs from his shoulders to push her higher up the bed to find solace on top of her soft and warm body – their bodies pulsing desperately and harmonious against each other.

  “Red … I love you, Baby! More than I can ever say!”

  She hugged him tight and whispered her love in his ear. He stiffened and cursed. He pulled away from her and glared at her.

  “I knew I would mess it up! How could I forget?”

  “What?”

  He jumped up and strode to the walk-in closet to return within seconds. He sat down next to her and pulled her on top of him to sit on his lap. He took her hand in his and slowly pushed a ring on her finger. He lifted her hand to his mouth and tenderly kissed the ring on her hand. His eyes met hers and he told her solemnly.

  “This was my mother’s ring. Given to me for my bride.”

  Her eyes widened and she shook her head without looking at the ring. She couldn’t, because if she did, she would not be able to remove it from her hand. During her research she found the history of the ring and it was one of the most beautiful rings ever. It was the seven carat Royal Purple Heart Diamond ring. It was the largest vivid purple diamond in known existence. It was believed to originate from Russia. The perfectly cut heart shape brought out the true brilliance of the stone, highlighting not only its vivid color but also the startling clarity and brilliance. Around it was two rows of clear cut white diamonds and it was set on three bands meeting on the side of the ring, also covered in white diamonds.

  Purple was the color of royalty, of courage and honor. For years, it was considered the color of kings, as only royalty could afford the cost of purple cloth for their clothing. Gabriel’s great-great Grandfather obtained the diamond from Russia and had the ring set for his wife and it has been handed down from generation to generation to the King’s wife.

  Gabriel smiled warmly at her, having a good idea what was milling through her mind.

  “From the first time you opened your eyes and I looked into those beautiful violet orbs, I have pictured this ring on your finger. I knew that day that you were meant to be mine. It is yours, my love, as is my heart!”

  She looked at the ring then and she forgot to breathe. The pictures on the web and in the books did it no justice. It could not capture the brilliance of the purple diamond, the beauty of the vivid color. Her eyes rose to his and he could not decide which shone the brightest, the purple diamond on her finger or her beautiful purple eyes.

  Their wedding was splashed all over the magazines, newspapers and television. It was classified as the wedding of the century. The bride looked exquisite in a white A-line dress with meters and me
ters of a trail.

  The King was dressed in a black tuxedo with pristine white shirt and his Royal sash diagonal under his blazer. Their love for each other were tangible in every look or touch of hands. A real fairy tale wedding.

  From the first of March Gabriel became worse than a leech. Sienna could not turn around and he was there, his hand behind her back supporting her. Snapping at him did not help and he just patiently allowed her to finish her rant and then continued after her.

  She was uncomfortable, she was huge and she felt ugly. No matter how many times Gabriel told her otherwise, she was adamant that she was unattractive and that it was impossible that he could love her looking as she did.

  A week before the birth he informed her that they were going to the Villa in Rome and staying there until after the birth. She flatly refused.

  “It is much too early, Gabriel! Besides we both decided it will be a natural birth and you were there when we watched the videos on how long it could take from when one’s water broke till the baby is born.”

  “Yes, but there are also just as many instances where the baby is born almost immediately. No Sienna, on this I am firm. We are going to the Villa and it is not negotiable. I am not prepared to take a chance with your life or our son’s!”

  They were both elated when they asked the Doctor and he could confirm they were having a boy. Sophia was expecting a little girl and was also still waggling, already two days over her due date.

  Needless to say, they went to Rome to await the birth of their Prince. Sienna knew how much it would mean to Gabriel for their son to be born on his mother’s birthday and she prayed every day as it came closer that their son was ready to be born on that day. She knew the changes were he won’t be as Sophia was now already a week over her delivery date.

  Sienna felt very sad when she went to bed on the night of the ninth of March and there was still no sign that she was going into labor. Gabriel soothed her back and held her tight and she soon fell asleep.

  A sharp pain woke her and she gasped in fright. Gabriel was awake instantaneously. Another pain gripped her and her tummy tightened and she screamed at the unexpectedness of the increased pain.