by W. H. Vega
“I know. That’s why she needed me to drop it off.”
Gabby raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
Zane tossed a folder down on the hallway table. “Yep.” His gaze was just as stony as Gabby’s, but then he cracked, and Gabby could see the emotion.
“I think you need to go,” she said woodenly, moving towards the open door.
“Gabby,” his voice caught in his throat. He reached out for her arm, but Gabby pulled back, glaring at him.
“Don’t, Zane. Just don’t.”
He restrained himself this time, not reaching for her again.
“How am I even supposed to look at you?” she burst out, feeling the anger bubble up inside of her. “How am I supposed to forget what you did?”
“You can’t,” he said simply, a look of resignation on his face.
Something about the way he said it—so simple and matter of fact, set her off.
“You asshole!” Gabby screamed, lunging at him.
Zane only had a moment to react, but he was quick enough and he stumbled back, before reaching out and grabbing Gabby to restrain her.
“Stop! Let me go!” she sobbed, fighting and kicking at him. “It’s your fault. You! All these years!” she choked. “All these years, and it was you!” She dissolved into sobs and Zane pulled her close, his body so warm, warmer than any human Gabby had known.
“I know, I know,” he murmured, “how can I ever show you my remorse?” He held her close, the heat of his body nearly making her perspire. He ran a hand over her arms, trying to comfort her, and Gabby let him. He held her close and then his hands were tangling in her hair, pulling at her and tilting her head back before he brought his lips to hers.
She didn’t want to kiss him.
Her brain yelled NO.
Yet, her body…
Well, her body was completely betraying her and screaming for more. Every nerve ending was crying out for more of Zane, and she despised herself for being reduced to nothing but a wanton, greedy woman.
She kissed Zane back, her body pressing closely to him, and he growled with desire, grabbing hard at her ass and squeezing it so hard she yelped with pain before pleasure flooded her body again.
When Zane saw how she responded, he bit on her lip roughly.
“Hey!” she cried out, but Zane paid her no attention as he cupped her ass again, squeezing her tightly against his hard cock.
Oh God.
That felt good.
Way, way too good.
But there was no stopping Zane, and if Gabby was being brutally honest, she didn’t want him to stop. Because as much as she despised him and hated what he did to her and her family, she couldn’t fight her body’s need for him.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Zane backed her up the hall, his hands fumbling with her clothes, and Gabby didn’t even blink when he tugged her shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor.
“Show me your room,” he ordered in a low, husky voice.
She didn’t need to be told twice, and she nodded, leading the way upstairs, her plump breasts visibly bouncing in her exposed bra.
She had barely pushed the door open when Zane grabbed her from behind, wrapping his arm around her waist, and pushing her towards the bed.
“Zane!” she protested.
He pulled his own shirt over his head; Gabby had forgotten about how sculpted, muscular and broad he was. Everything seemed to slow down for a minute, and she timidly reached out to touch his chest, sighing as her fingers grazed across his hard muscles.
They paused, only for a moment, and then Zane groaned, pulling her towards him as he deftly unsnapped her bra, and her bare breasts pressed against his warm chest.
Oh!
He was so warm, and he felt so amazing, she couldn’t control the way her nipples peaked and hardened against his skin, completely giving away how she felt about him.
Making a sound deep in his throat, Zane pushed her down on the bed and he hovered above her for a fraction of a second. Gabby gasped when she saw how dark his brown eyes had become. They were no longer brown, but blacker than the darkest midnight.
It frightened and aroused her at the same time.
“My bear,” Zane gruffly explained, before pushing her completely down and laying his body on top of her.
She wasn’t sure what he meant by his bear and again, she was both frightened and turned on. Maybe that was why Zane seemed so uninhibited now, so much wilder.
He pressed down on her, kissing her in long lush strokes as his hands worked over her breasts. He trailed his mouth down to her right breast, and then her left, bringing the taut nipple into his mouth, and elongating it further between his teeth. It wasn’t quite painful, but it was borderline.
After he had paid special attention to both her breasts, his mouth moved further south, and Gabby’s breath hitched in her throat. She arched her back, crying out loudly as Zane slid his hand under her shorts, and quickly pulled them down, the heat of his body a shocking thrill after the cool air caressed her skin.
He worked around her panties, kissing the creases of her thighs and licking along the border of her underwear. He teased her, his tongue edging closer, before darting away; a sexual game of cat and mouse that made her moan and pant in a way she never had before.
Just as he had done before, he pressed his mouth to her panties, and blew his warm breath against her. Gabby cried out with desire, and she saw a slow smirk spread across his face as he lifted his mouth and slipped his fingers in the thin material of her underwear. He slid the underwear down over her legs, her calves and then finally off her feet.
She was now completely naked before him, and she felt both vulnerable and sexy.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Zane whispered as he paused to stare at Gabby. She felt self-conscious at first, wondering what he might think of her curves—but then she stopped worrying. She knew Zane was attracted to her, curves and all, and she wasn’t going to lay here and worry about her body.
She slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, pressing her lips to his warm mouth. He kissed her back, the passion reigniting as his hands slid over her bare chest, down her stomach and caressed her thighs. He slipped his hands behind the small of her back, arching her even closer to his body. He raised himself above her, still wearing his jeans, and then he reached down and undid his zipper.
He rocked back on his knees, pulling his pants down and Gabby gasped when his cock sprang free from his pants. He wasn’t wearing any boxers.
He gave her a naughty grin, though Gabby was more focused on what lay between his legs. She had seen only three men completely naked, but Zane was in a league of his own. His cock looked mouthwatering, and Gabby had never thought that about another man in her life.
He was long and thick, and so aroused that he was pointing straight at the ceiling. He had a round, wide head that Gabby desperately wanted to slip her mouth over.
Then she thought, why not?
She pushed Zane back, and he followed until he fell onto his back on the bed. Gabby crawled on top of him, pushing his thighs apart as she knelt between his legs.
“Gabby,” Zane croaked, “You don’t have to do this.”
She held her finger to her lips to silence him.
She wanted to do this.
Gingerly, she took him into her hands, slowly sliding up and down his shaft as she felt the power of him. He closed his eyes, groaning softly as Gabby took over. She continued to stroke him and Zane reached down, fondling her nipples, making her even wetter as she rubbed him.
She felt Zane harden more in her hands, and then she let her body take over and stopped overthinking things. She lowered her mouth to his head, slowly licking his tip as she tasted him.
Zane groaned loudly, bucking his hips, which gave Gabby more confidence. She continued to suck on his head, then wrapped her right hand around the base of his shaft and licked up and down the length of him.
He tasted warm with ju
st a hint of salt, and she licked again and again, as she began to slide her hand up and down his shaft at a quicker pace.
“Fuck,” he hissed through closed teeth, and when his eyes flew open Gabby was shocked not only by how black his eyes were, but also by how large his irises had become; there was almost no white left in his eyes.
She gasped, and Zane quickly blinked a few times, and the whites returned.
“Sorry,” he gasped.
Gabby tried not to think about it, and leaned back down, sucking and licking at his warm cock, loving the way he filled her mouth. She reached down to rub her own breasts, feeling how tight her nipples had become. She began moving as she took all of Zane into her mouth, moving up and down rapidly as she felt him twitch and jerk.
“Not yet!” Zane panted, sitting up quickly, and pushing her away. Before Gabby could even protest, Zane pushed her flat on her back, and pressed his mouth between her legs.
“Oh!” She arched her back, digging her hands into the mattress. She hadn’t been expecting that.
Zane didn’t tease her this time. His tongue traced the inside of her curves, running over her edges and slipping into every fold. He lapped at her clitoris, before taking it into his mouth and sucking at it as he pulled away, making Gabby delirious with pleasure.
He continued licking her, and then brought his hands to her, rubbing at her wet opening. Slowly, he slid two fingers inside of her, pushing deep within her. Gabby moaned as she wrapped around his fingers, clenching her sex to keep her hold on him.
“You’re so wet,” Zane breathed, sliding his fingers out and running them in her moisture.
Gabby didn’t need Zane to tell her that; she knew.
Zane pushed his fingers back inside of her, and then began to pump them in and out, as his tongue flicked against her. Gabby tossed her head from side to side, the pleasure taking complete control of her, as she found herself at Zane’s will.
There was a slow build up that she could feel within her, and she wasn’t quite sure what it meant, but the feeling began to get stronger and stronger as her breathing became from frantic.
Zane pulled his fingers from her, spreading her open as he began rubbing her clit with his two fingers. His tongue began to rim her opening and Gabby’s thighs began to tremble uncontrollably.
“That’s right, Gabby,” he murmured, “Come for me, baby.”
Oh my God. He was going to make her orgasm.
Again.
For a moment, Gabby panicked, because this was only the second time this had happened, but it was Zane again, and in a weird way that made her feel safe. She quickly let those thoughts go as she released herself and allowed the orgasm to sweep her away.
With violent waves, the orgasm came, rocking her back and forth as she cried out and shook, her hands clutching at the covers as she moaned in ways that she didn’t know possible.
Zane continued to touch her, kiss her, lick her and rub her, all while she rode wave after wave of pleasure. At last her body began to slow down, and Zane finally withdrew. Gabby’s breathing began to return to normal as her breasts slightly bounced and jiggled.
She was damp with perspiration, and Zane moved higher towards her, wiping her fluids from his mouth with the back of his hand. He kissed her on the lips, and Gabby let her head fall limply back onto the bed.
“You tasted delicious,” he said huskily.
Damn.
He was sexy.
“Why did your eyes do that?” she managed to ask, feeling as if she were underwater.
His eyes were still dark, though not black.
“It’s my bear. When I experience strong emotions, particularly arousal, he’s just at the surface. I’m more in touch with my animalistic side then.”
Gabby nodded, even though it didn’t make complete sense to her. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye, and she looked down to see Zane stroking himself.
She was surprised by how much it turned her on.
Zane caught her staring and gave her a wicked smile. “Oh, don’t worry,” he said softly, “I’m nowhere near done with you.”
Before Gabby could respond, Zane leaned down to kiss her, rubbing his cock directly over her sensitive sex.
She trembled, kissing Zane back harder.
Oh, she wanted more.
Much more.
Zane seemed to pick up on her need, and he pushed himself harder against her, letting his tip push against her swollen, tender clit.
“Oh!” cried Gabby, the pleasure almost more than she could take.
“I’m going to fuck you,” Zane practically growled, “and I won’t take no for an answer.”
If anyone had ever said that to Gabby under normal circumstance, she would have flipped out, but the way that Zane said it made her want to get down on her knees and grovel for him.
Zane reached up to her head, cupping her face, then running his hands down her hair, and tugging at it so that her neck became exposed. He kissed her neck and moved his tongue down along her collar bone.
In one fluid movement, he gripped himself at the base and pushed his cock deep into her.
“Argh!” Gabby cried out as her walls stretched to accommodate him, and he filled her in the fullest possible way.
Zane cried out too, the sound more animal than human.
He paused for a moment, resting deep within her, and then rolled his hips so she could get the full effect of him.
Ever so slowly, he pulled out, rubbing against her sensitive walls, and then thrust himself back inside her.
Chapter Thirty
Zane groaned as he pushed his way into Gabby, feeling how snugly he fit inside her tight pussy. Zane could tell just from her tightness that she had been with very few men, and the thought suited him. He didn’t want to think of other men possessing Gabby as he now possessed her.
He pumped in and out of her, stretching her again and again, and he watched the pleasure and surprise move across her face with each of his powerful thrusts. His bear roared its approval, and Zane tried to keep his animal side at bay as best he could.
He could feel his muscles ripple with the desire to explode into bear form, but he focused all his power and energy into fucking Gabby.
God, she felt un-fucking-believable.
He gripped at her juicy ass, hugging her curves, feeling his cock jerk inside her. Gabby had so many luscious curves that Zane knew he could fuck her until the end of time and never tire of her body.
His hands roamed over her tits, her hips, her waist, loving each part of her, all while plunging into her again and again.
He felt his momentum build, and he knew he was going to explode. If only Gabby would choose him as a mate, then he could shoot his seed deep inside of her, but he knew this was nothing more than a fuck to Gabby; she had made her feelings clear more than once.
He looked down at Gabby’s beautiful face and saw her eyes wild with surprise, and then she began to buck under him, coming for him again, as her pussy clenched around him over and over. Gabby milking his cock was all that he needed to go over the edge, and he let out a roar, pulling out of her just in time as he exploded over her stomach, warm, thick liquid shooting across her milky skin.
He collapsed into her waiting arms, shaking slightly as he came.
When they both stilled, they lay together quietly on the bed. Zane didn’t want to move, because he knew that the spell would be broken, and he and Gabby would return to sparring. In fact, he imagined Gabby would hate him more now that she had slept with him.
And fuck! What would Michael say when he found out?
Fuck! Michael would want to cut off his balls.
He tried not to think about Michael, and instead inhaled Gabby’s smell, her scent a hundred times stronger after she came.
Twice.
Her musky scent was thick, and even if she complained later, there was no denying the pleasure and arousal mixed in with her smell.
Gabby shifted, and Zane sat up.
“Um
m, I should go shower,” she said awkwardly, sitting up and crossing her arms over her chest.
“Right. I’ll jump in after you.”
Gabby gave him a long look, and then nodded. “Sure.” She stood up, scooping up her clothes and walked to the bathroom, not bothering to hide her beautiful body. Zane heard the shower turn on and he cursed under his breath.
Chapter Thirty-One
Twenty minutes later, Zane was showered and dressed again. He awkwardly walked back into Gabby’s room, where she was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
“Hey,” he said.
“Hi.” Her eyes were dark with worry and he could just imagine the internal dialogue going on in her head. He didn’t want to stress her out more, so he picked up his shoes from the floor.
“I guess I’ll get going.” It was dark out now, and he should check in and see how things were going with the new security measures.
“Umm, yeah,” she stood up too, and moved toward the door. “Would you like something to drink?” she asked, and Zane could see how polite she was trying to be.
“No, Gabby. I’m fine. Thanks.”
They went quietly down the stairs. Gabby looked like she wanted to say more, but she kept her mouth closed and she pulled open the front door, looking out into the dark night.
“Look,” she said, “About what just happened –’’
“It’s fine,” Zane cut in. “I get it. Things happen. We got caught up in the moment. We can forget about it.”
“Oh, okay. Right,” she tried to smile but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Well, thanks for being so understanding.”
“Unless there’s something else,” Zane said, unsure of what Gabby was thinking.
“No, nothing else. You’re right. We got caught up in the moment.”
Zane nodded. How the hell did things go from being so hot to being so cold? They had just had mind-blowing sex, and now it was as if nothing had happened between them.
He never should have gotten so carried away. Gabby was going to hate him even more now and probably blame him for taking advantage of her.
