Gabriel's Heart [The Men of Treasure Cove 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (23 page)

He got up from the bed, shaking his head, and left the room.

Tears fell from her eyes, wetting her cheeks. Why couldn’t she say what she wanted? She knew. Her soul craved. Once she said it, she would be theirs forever. There would be no turning back. She heard him returning and blinked quickly to try and erase the tears. She did not succeed.

“We are going to try something new. I need you out of your head. So for this exercise, you are going to need a safe-word. Your safe-word for this morning, love, is
sparrow
,” Alex said, walking toward her.

“Why do I need a safe-word?” she asked after a paused, absorbing what he had just said.

“It gives you ultimate control. I don’t know what your limit is, and you’re going to be pushed further today than I’ve ever gone. Besides, like I said, I need you out of your head. You are thinking too much. I need your honest answer. If you want to stop, just say the word,” he explained.

Annie didn’t know what Alex was up to, and at the moment, she didn’t care. Her body was wound so tight, she felt as if she could scream the house down around her. She needed something more, only she refused to give in and reveal her deepest desire.

She knew she could trust Alex to give her what she needed, so nodding silently, she agreed. She watched as he pulled a bag from her closet. It was a large black leather duffle. She had seen him bring it into the house the other day, but never asked him about it. Thinking it was only clothes and personal items, now she wasn’t so sure.

He pulled toy after toy from the bag. Dildos, whips, floggers, nipple clamps, butt plugs and ropes, ribbons, and ties of all kinds laid out neatly along the end of the bed. When he retrieved the riding crop and feather, she wondered what he was going to do to her.

She watched as Alex picked up the feather and began to tease her body with it. Tracing small circles around her nipples, and then trailing it slowly toward her inner thighs to her pussy, she sighed as the seductive sensation filled her body.

Oh yeah, this I like
.

Flicking it across her chest and down her stomach, she moaned. Closing her eyes, she allowed the sensual feel take her away, wondering where the feather would touch next.

The soft, wispy feel of the feather soothed her nerves as she felt it glide across her face.

As she relaxed, she slowly opened her legs, welcoming the feathery brush against her moist pussy. So subtle, she barely felt it but welcomed it nonetheless.

Then, as if ripped from an erotic dream, she felt the stinging slap of something hard hitting her clit. Recoiling from the shock, she gasped a lungful of air and snapped her knees together. As the sharp sting of the feather’s quill subsided, she slowly exhaled. Looking up at Alex, she watched as a faint smile crossed his face as he walked over to the bedroom door, his hand on the knob. Turning to face her, he simply said, “I know what you truly want, love. Don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need,” before he walked once again out the door, leaving her alone with her own thoughts.

Oh how she wished he truly knew what she needed.

She cried.

* * * *

Alex knew he was pushing her. Hell, he was pushing himself. He had never gone this far into play. He wasn’t sure he could finish. He knew this was the only way to get her to open up and say what she honestly wanted. He couldn’t bear it if she only said what she thought he wanted to hear. That was not the makings for a good marriage. Besides, if there were any lingering feelings for Gabriel, this was the only way he was going to find out.

The way to do that was to give her what he believed she truly wanted.

The house was empty when he walked out into the living room, except for one man. Alex woke before Antoinette that morning and met his brother at the door. Not wanting to wake her, he slipped out of bed before the sun even rose and let Gabriel in the house. He told his brother of what he thought, and after some coaxing, he talked Gabriel into this course of action. The only request Alex had was that Gabriel waited in the hallway until she spoke his name. Until then, he was not to utter a single word. If she refused to acknowledge what her heart wanted, then Gabriel would leave, and then they both would know it was truly over.

This was a dangerous game he was playing. The odds were against him. Alex just prayed that he was playing the right hand because one wrong move and everything was over.

“Are you sure about this, Alex?” Gabriel said quietly.

“She needs to accept what her heart genuinely wants. Not her mind. I have listened to her cry for you for days now, and I am tired of it. She looks at me and sees you. I won’t play your second for the rest of my life. She can have us both, or none of us. I know this may be painful for her, but I see no other way. She is too damn stubborn to admit it.”

“I hope you’re right. Because if not, we could both lose her.”

“I’ll worry about that when the time comes. Just remember what I said. Not a word from you till she says your name. She has to admit that she needs you,” Alex said, walking back toward the room.

Taking a deep breath, he readied himself for the fight of his life. One fuckup, and he would lose her forever. Picking up the blindfold, Alex gently fastened it around her head, making sure she couldn’t see anything.

Looking over his shoulder, he watched as Gabriel quietly shut the bedroom door, leaving them alone.

Gently stroking, he teased her body.

As he continued to seduce her, he lubed up one of the dildos and turned it on. A buzzing sound the only noise in the room besides her moans of pleasure.

Alex traced the tip of the dildo lightly across her pussy lips and paused over her clit. Her body stiffened, and she rocked her hips toward the phallus. She began lifting her hips off the bed as he gently worked the dildo into her pussy. Slowly pushing the fake cock in and out, he worked his thumb over her glistening pussy. Kneeling before her, he stuck his tongue out and licked.

Her cry of pleasure filled the room. Nipping and sucking, he tortured her. He never stopped massaging the dildo in and out of her as he brought her closer to another orgasm. He could feel her body tightening, and just before she exploded in his mouth, he moved away, denying her.

It was a dirty trick, he knew, but an effective one.

After he continued his assault on her senses for over twenty minutes, she begged him for her release. “Please, Alex! I need to come,” she cried.

“Do you want more, love? You can have it all. Tell me what you want.”

* * * *

Annie cried softly, “More. I need more.” Her body was wound tight. She couldn’t reach that far-off place she desired. Her head wouldn’t shut down long enough for her to reach it. It was there, within her, but inaccessible.

“You are going to have to be more explicit, love. I need you to tell me what you need,” he coaxed as she felt the warm glide of his hand from her neck down her chest, between her breasts, across her stomach and back to her pussy. She smiled, praying he was finally going to give her what she wanted. But he didn’t.

She then felt his hands as they worked their way up her middle section to her neck, spreading the warmth from side to side. His hands trailed over her sensitive body, and she heard him whisper, “You can have everything you want, love. All you have to do is say the word, and I will give it to you.”

“Anything. Just let me come!” she screamed.

As he licked her clit once more, she wanted to scream when he denied her once again. She was so close. One more touch, one more lick and she would explode.

“Give in, love, and tell me what you want.”

Her head thrashing from side to side, she couldn’t say the word. God help her. She knew what Alex wanted to hear, but the word would not come out. Torn between the reality of what happened and the illusion of being with him, her mind swirled in chaos.

To give in meant that what he did was acceptable. All the anger and suffering he caused would fade away. She couldn’t trust him anymore. That fragile bond, once broken, would be near impossible to get back. Did she still love Gabriel? Yes, with every fiber in her body, but she no longer trusted him. She saw too much of the real man beneath the facade, and that scared her.

“Tell me, love. Just say what you want,” he whispered again as he massaged her body.

Giving in, her mind cried out what her heart could not. “Sparrow.”

* * * *

Alexander quickly removed the blindfold and said, “Oh God, Annie. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just needed to know how you really felt. Forgive me?”

“It was just too much. Just love me, Alex. Let me love you,” she cried. When he looked into her sorrowful eyes, his heart melted. He could still see the pain and suffering he had just caused, but there deep within her emerald eyes was lust and desire. Holding onto that, he spooned the woman of his dreams in his arms as he played her soft lips against his. He was in heaven.

“Tell me to stop and I will,” he whispered, kissing her gently as he removed the binds that held her hands.

Searching her eyes, he knew the moment she relented. Slowly she leaned forward and bit his bottom lip, awakening the Dominant within him. Breaking the kiss, he looked into her dreamy eyes and said, “I love you.”

His mouth found her magnificent lips once again, and he immediately took over. His mind reeled as he tasted from her full, red lips as he sucked on the sweetest wet tongue. This kiss was a dream. Wanting to savor it, he leisurely devoured her.

Slow and easy became slippery and insistent as she whimpered into his mouth. His hands, always roaming, kneaded, massaged.

Her rose-colored areolas were soft with tiny perky nipples standing at attention, begging to be taken into his mouth. Reaching up to cup her full breasts, he reveled in the erotic heaviness of them, kneading them gently.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered in awe just before he leaned over and licked one of her nipples.

Looking down into her eyes, she gazed up at him with a soft wistful smile. Alex could not control his desire any longer. Her forbidden taste invaded him once again, and all reason left his body. He craved this woman. Wanted no other but her. She was his, and he was going to do everything in his power to seal her to him forever.

Kissing her lips, her cheek, along her jawline, sliding his lips to her neck, he took his time, pleasuring her. She turned her head to give him better access to her supple skin as he trailed his lips across her throat, lightly dabbing with his tongue and kissing down across her collar bone.

He felt at peace as she stroked his face with her fingertips while her other hand scratched lightly across his back. She was so gentle, so trusting, so caring, it nearly unmanned him. His hand, still in motion, caressed her hip and moved down the top of her thigh. There was nothing on the incredible woman that wasn’t curvy. As he lowered his lips across the top slope of her breast, his hand began to move back up the inside of her silky thigh.

Her breathing became ragged as he closed in on her pleasure spots from two directions. His lips tasted the creamy skin next to her puffy areolas. Extending his tongue, he gave it a gentle lick. He was rewarded with a supremely feminine purr. Alex couldn’t resist as his mouth closed over the entire mound, and he flicked his tongue at her nipple and began to suckle.

“Alex,” she whimpered as she began to squirm. He kept lightly suckling as he flattened his tongue before sliding it back and forth across the tip of her nipple. His hand continued to move until he felt the radiating warmth of her pussy. She was alternately pushing her nipple at his mouth and rolling her hips, humping at his hand. He knew she was ready.

Sucking harder, he sped up his tongue, at the same time sliding his fingers across her wet pussy, finding the hard nub of her clit. He pressed with his fingers and started a slow, grinding circling motion.

“Oh my God, Alex!” She screamed out her release.

Alexander watched as Antoinette continued whimpering and convulsing beneath him. He kept suckling and rotating his fingers as she came for a full minute. Her thrashing turned to trembling, then to light shivering, and as she started to come down, he eased up on her. Releasing her nipple, he slid his hand up across her stomach and stared into the serenity of her face.

“Thank you,” she panted, trying to catch her breath.

“For what, love?” he asked.

“For stopping earlier.” She smiled.

“I was worried that I went too far.”

“But you stopped. That’s what is important.”

“I know you don’t want to talk about him, but you can’t hide your true feelings from me. I miss him, too.”

“Just love me, Alex, and never let me go.” She smiled hauntingly. He could still see the hurt in her eyes, and he knew her soul bled for him, but she was scared.

Alex wanted so badly to soothe her fears, but now was not the right moment. He wanted her hips bucking at his face until she came so much she was on the verge of passing out. That was for another time. She regained her strength quickly and pushed at his chest, indicating she wanted him on his back.

Allowing her this pleasure, he flipped positions, and now she was on her side, running her hand over his chest. She lowered her mouth to his nipple and massaged it with her tongue. Her hand hesitated then quickly glided across his stomach and landed right on his hard cock. She squeezed gently and smiled, looking down at him.