The Darkest Of Light (The Kings of Retribution MC)

"You sure?" he rasps. Tilting my head back slightly.

"Yes," I whisper with a shaky voice.

As soon as the word leaves my mouth Gabriel’s hand that was around my waist slowly begins to make its way down. I feel his large hand slip inside my panties. I spread my legs slightly to give him better access. A groan escapes my lips when his long finger begins to slide through the wet folds of my pussy, "So fuckin’ wet," he breathes.

Twisting my body slightly, with my hand still in his hair, I pull Gabriel too me. I want him to kiss me. His kiss will be my first. Knowing what I seek, he brings his mouth crashing down on mine. He tastes so good, like cinnamon and whiskey. His tongue tangles with mine as he gently starts to thrust his finger inside of me. My breath hitches. His fingers are a tight fit, but soon the discomfort fades. I’m so close to the edge my legs begin to shake.

I break our kiss, "I want you inside me." And I do. My body is aching for more. I see a look of hesitation on his face. He knows I’m a virgin. He was in the room with Bennett when he was examining me after my kidnapping. I had told them that I

wasn’t raped. Bennett wanted to give me some medication to help me sleep, but in order to do that he needed to know if I was on any other medications. I confessed the only medicine I was taking was birth control. When I saw Gabriel tense. I immediately explained the pill was for keeping my periods regular. The whole exchange was embarrassing.

Wanting him to know I’m sure, I reach behind me and grab his long thick cock in my hand and squeeze. I have no idea what I’m doing. I watch Gabriel’s nose flare and his eyes close while letting out a growl. I must be doing something right. Then in one swift movement he quickly rids himself of his boxer briefs. Next, with one hand, he gently slides my panties down my legs and tosses them to the floor behind him, before taking the hem of my night shirt, tugging it off over my head. Grabbing a hold of my thigh, Gabriel brings my leg back to rest over his hip.

"Give me your mouth," he demands.

Turning my head, I give him what he asks for. A second later, I feel the head of his cock at my entrance. Slowly he pushes in, inch by inch until he’s met with resistance. Fisting my hand in his soft dark hair, I brace myself for what’s to come. While holding me in his tight embrace, Gabriel thrust the rest of the way in. His mouth swallowing my cry. His tongue strokes mine softly, slowly, calming me down. Once my body relaxes and I’ve become used to the foreign sensation of being so full, Gabriel begins to move. Pain turns to pleasure. I start rocking my hips back meeting his thrusts. When he reaches up pinching my nipple, I gasp, and I can’t stop the noises coming from my mouth.

"I’m close," I pant, when I feel my orgasm start to build. As soon as the words leave my mouth, he pulls out of me. When I start to protest, he quickly turns me on my back, settling himself between my legs while sitting up on his knees.

"I want to look at your face when you come," Gabriel proclaims. In this position, I get a good look at this man’s beautiful body for the first time. The tattoos I’ve wondered so much about, do in fact stop at his waist. I’m also getting my first look at his cock and it’s perfect. I’m brought out of my trance when he reaches those big hands of his under my ass, pulling me until my lower half is lying on top of his thighs and I wrap my legs around his waist. I watch him as he fists his cock, giving it a few strokes before he takes his shaft, running it along my slit. His actions causing my eyes to flutter. My hands fist the sheets on the bed when the sensation of his cock teasing my clit becomes too much. The look on Gabriel’s face says he enjoys teasing me.

"Gabriel, please," I beg. This time it’s him who gives me what I ask for. Bringing a hand on each side of my hips, he thrusts into me all the way to the hilt. A string of Spanish leaves his mouth. I haven’t a clue what he’s saying. Reaching up, I grab a hold of his forearms. With both hands still holding my hips, he guides himself in and out of me.

It doesn’t take long before I feel my orgasm building once again. And from the tight cords in his neck, I’d say he’s close himself. Leaning forward Gabriel scoops me up into his arms, pressing his lips to mine. With me straddling his lap, we are now chest to chest. I let the motion of his hips guide our rhythm.

He breaks our kiss, "Every part of you is mine," he breathes into my ear with his arms wrapped tightly around my body, and our mouths fused together once more. My orgasm crashes through me and his mouth catches my scream. With one last thrust, he plants himself deep inside me as he growls his own release. We stay in this position with him holding me, our bodies covered in sweat and both of us trying to catch our breath. Soon my breathing slows, and my body becomes limp. I’m completely sated. Gently, Gabriel leans forward and lays me down on my back. As soon as my head hits his pillow, my eyes close and sleep takes me. The last thing I remember is the rough feel of Gabriel’s beard as he kisses my lips softly before I hear him say, "Sleep, Cariño Sweetheart."

The next morning, I wake to find Gabriel still sleeping. Sitting up in bed, I can’t help but to stare at him for a few minutes. Almost as if he senses my eyes on him, his pop open.

"Morning," I say shyly. Slightly embarrassed I was caught ogling him.

"Mornin’, babe." He grins. Scooting himself up to lean against the headboard, I take in all that is Gabriel. From his bushy beard I love so much, to his broad tattooed chest, all the way down to his cock that’s on full display. Gabriel is not shy about his body. As for me, I’m clutching the sheet tightly around my exposed self.

"Babe?" Gabriel speaks loudly.

"What?" I ask.

"I asked you a question, Cariño Sweetheart." He chuckles.

"Oh. What was the question?"

"I asked what your plans were for the day."

"Well, Bella and I were supposed to start going through all my stuff at home, seeing what I wanted to take with me when I leave in a couple of weeks."

I watch as Gabriel’s form stiffens. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he reaches down and picks his jeans up off the floor.

"That’s good." He states in a robotic tone as he stands up putting his jeans on.

"Um…I was thinking I could stay in Polson. Go to community college."

"What the hell for?" he snaps, shocking me. This is not the same man from two minutes ago.

"I just thought that we—” I begin, but he cuts me off.

"Thought what, Alba? Thought because we fucked last night, that it would be reason for you to stay? Don’t go changing your plans for me."

"Look," he says sighing. "I had a good time last night, but it was just sex, Alba. Don’t go gettin’ stars in your eyes. This is not like one of your romance books you keep your nose buried in. This is real life," he says standing there staring at me with his dark, unblinking eyes. His face showing no emotion.