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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

GABRIELLE

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He didn't stop until he brought us to the bedroom.

The moment my body hits against the mattress, he pushed my dress off in a fluid motion. The raw lust in his gaze made him seem like a wild sex beast that was set to ravish his prey

I told myself that this was probably the last time he would ever touch me, I would be free tomorrow and would never get to be branded by his possessiveness ever again. This last time, I would surely be able to bear whatever he planned for me.

He was impatient as he easily tore through my bra. He slapped against my ass cheek through the thin fabric materials of my panties and I jumped from the sudden hit.

I didn't get a chance to massage the hurtful spot when he yanked off the sheer fabric with a tug.

He slapped my butt again, harder this time and I was unable to control my shriek at the sharp stinging sensation on my ass.

"Nice, I fucking love the way they jiggle." He chuckled and as though to prove his point, he slapped again, firmer than the last. While his hits weren't hard enough to really hurt, my body grew hot in humiliation at the way his eyes freely roamed my body as though I was a piece of meat up for grab. His index finger probed into the tightness of my ass and I wiggled at the uncomfortable feeling.

He spread my ass cheeks further apart, probing deeper into my forbidding area until I whimpered at the pain.

He withdrew his finger and suddenly flipped me around, he stared at me for a moment before dipping his head to capture my lips with his own.

He tore his mouth away from mine to stare at me with intense dark possession that made me shiver even before his command came.

"Touch me!" He demanded, at the same time, his tongue left wet trails down my jaw to the valley between my breasts.

My hands remained frozen, he had never insisted that I touched him before.

A cry of pain tore from my mouth when his teeth suddenly clenched tightly on my nipple.

"Touch me, wife!" He released his grip on my nipple and before I could recover from the pain, I heard the sound of his zipper.

He grabbed a hold of my hand, leading it downward until I felt the hard but smooth feel of his cock against my palms.

I trembled at the weird feeling of his hot pulsating shaft around his cock, his clouded eyes never left mine as he rhythmically stroked up and down his thick length with my hand.

"Fuck yes! Use your hand just like that!" He grunted as my hand became sticky from his precum.

His mouth went back to my breasts, he was a lot more gentler this time.

I knew he was getting close to release when he guided my fingers to pump more furiously. He grew impossibly longer and thicker in my hand.

His eyes found mine, it held a crazed glint as he continued to use my hand to pleasure himself.

"Open your mouth... I want you to take every last drop of my cum in your mouth and swallow!" He panted, seeming as though he was barely hanging on.

I stared at him both repulsed as well as horrified.

"Open up!" He gripped my chin tightly, giving it a slight jerk when I didn't follow his order immediately. My eyes teared at the pain, I obeyed even though my mind was screaming not to.

"Wider wife! I'm going to cum hard! " He grunted, masturbating more furiously, hips were beginning to thrust relentlessly into my fingers.

"Fuck!"

He grew impossibly larger before spurting his first jet of release into my mouth. His hand left my chin to grip the back of my head.

His second burst of semen was even more violent, it was either I swallow the thick saltiness or choke myself to death. I allowed his white liquid to gobble down my throat. He stroked a few more times to empty the last content of himself into my mouth. I was relieved when he eased his grip on my head.

"Such a good sweet wife. I'm going to reward you. " He rubbed my lower lips gently with his thumb, his lips curved slightly upward as though he was proud of me.

I was completely drained out mentally, I was grateful this was finally over, what I wanted right now was a warm shower, maybe then, I would manage to get some sleep. I barely started to climb down the bed when his hands gripped my hips, pulling me against him.

He nipped against the skin of my neck while his palms fondled my breasts, toying with my nipples.

I was dismayed to feel his erection against my thigh.

"Where are you going? We are far from being done, I'm still yet to claim my pussy!" He suddenly picked me up and flipped me around so my face was buried against the pillows.

He gripped my hips while he wedged his thigh between my legs.

"Lucian!" I cried in alarm when I felt his shaft dangerously close to my ass, the tip toying with my entrance with sufficient pressure to render me paralyzed in fear.

I strained my neck to meet his gaze.

"Please...no! Don't hurt me!" I pleaded.

His finger had been painfully uncomfortable, there was no way he would fit in, the pain would be agonizing. He looked at me almost soothingly.

"I don't plan on hurting you, this ass belongs to me! And I plan to claim it! Just not yet, I'll need to prepare you before that."

My breath of relief transformed into a low whimper when his engorged flesh slowly penetrated my pussy, inch by inch as I tried to accommodate him.

It wasn't painful as usual but I felt too full to be comfortable.

"Your cunt is very greedy for my cock, isn't it? I've tried to stretch you so many times, but you remain as tight as fuck! And all MINE!" He growled savagely, thrusting hard and deep.

His fingers found my clit, he nudged my thighs further apart to make his movement easier.

I knew what he wanted to do and this time tears burned in my eyes, soaking the pillows because I knew that I wouldn't be able to fight it.

My body would always give in to his shameful torture.

My breath hung in my throat when he continued to massage my clit, rhythmically burying himself balls deep into me.

I was taken by surprise when I felt the pressure begin to build, spreading through my lower stomach like an uncontrollable fire.

Not again. Not again.

"Oh yeah! Give it to me!" He panted as though he read through my mind.

No!

I screamed inwardly but a low pleasurable sound escaped my throat and it seemed to encourage him, his movements became quicker and more delicious. Another strangled moan left my mouth, I was conscious at the back of my mind that I was behaving exactly like a slut for this monster, but I couldn't control the way I was writhing beneath him.

He was already a master at this game, he knew just exactly what to do. He knew the right buttons to play with.

"You are already so wet? Did I tell you that your juices are the sweetest fucking thing I've ever tasted? I'll let you taste yourself too to see just how much."

Although I couldn't see his face right now, memories of him licking his fingers back there in the garden flooded my mind.

The memories sickened me, I was repulsed by his words but I could feel my body begin to tighten.

I couldn't hold it for longer, I was consumed by the desperate need to pee.

"Give me what I want now! " At the sharp command followed by a final stroke, my body instantly let go.

A sharp cry escaped from my mouth as a continuous burst of liquid violently escaped me and at the same time, I clenched tightly around him.

The strength was completely knocked out of me, only his hands which trapped me in place kept me from collapsing.

The sound of his grunts and praises for me were loud in my ears. His thrusts grew more ruthless and I knew he was close to the edge and was barely hanging on.

"You are MINE! to kiss, to hold, to fuck and...To own! I'm never letting you go!" He hissed and he swelled almost twice his size inside of me.

"You will have my baby!" He groaned just before my insides were flooded by hot stickiness, some of which trickled down my thighs.

With a low growl, he collapsed beside me on the bed, both of us fighting to regain our breaths.

A few moments later, he brought his wet shiny cock to my lips, a mixture of both our juices.

"You can taste how delicious you are, suck me clean."

I darted my tongue to do as he ordered, I saw no point in trying to resist, I already came this far.

"Tell me!" I already knew what he was demanding, even as I remained unmoving as he tucked my trembling form against his side.

"I..love you," I whispered the last shred of my dignity.

He kissed my forehead softly then proceeded to kiss my lips firmly. He was staring at me with an emotion so intense, I was too tired to start to fathom what it was.

Time slowly passed by before his eyes shut close.

It was only when I was sure that he had fallen asleep did I allow myself to cry. I did not weep because of any physical pain, because this night, there were none.

I cried for the feeling of despair suffocating me even now.

Nothing would ever go back as there were. Not even if I escaped from this place.

We already guessed Derek's location, freedom was so close, only a few hours were remaining, I should be delighted but I felt was numbness.

I stared at Lucian's features closely, my shaky index finger slowly traced his jawline, he didn't bear that innocent look like most people do whenever they were asleep. He still had that formidable look.

My finger trailed down to his naked chest, to the scar I had left and some of his older scars.

I came towards the realization, I didn't just hate Lucian.

I hated myself as well.

If I wasn't who I was, how could I have ever fallen into this state?

For the next few hours, I didn't manage to sleep. Instead, I studied Lucian's sleeping form as though he would explain to me why I had to fall into this fate with him.

My eyes shifted towards the wall clock to see that it was already 4 AM.

I slowly freed myself from Lucian's clasp, I eased down the bed trying as much as possible not to make any noise. His eyes were still shut closed, the even rise and fall of his chest told me that he was still in deep sleep.

I grabbed my cellphone from the stand to text a quick message to Anya.

Her response came instantly. She was already waiting for me.

As I tiptoed out of the room, I shot him a final look. I could only hope that everything goes well this morning.

It wasn't a guess, I knew that I wouldn't be able to afford to pay the price if something should go wrong.

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