33. Gabriel
GAbrIEL
AWARM brEEZE drifted through open terrace doors and whispered against my skin as I lay naked and spread-eagle on Alejandro’s mammoth bed. My arms and legs were tied to the posts, and the light of a lantern cast shadows on the walls and ceiling above me.
I couldn’t tell you how long I’d been restrained this way, and I didn’t much care. All that mattered was that I was back in Alejandro’s bed and he was—
“Now that I’ve got you back where you belong, captive, I think it’s time I remind you whom you belong to.”
—back to being my sexy pirate prince.
It’d been a few days since the launch of the arts initiative to the public, and to say it was well received might just be the understatement of the century.
Anything aimed at bettering the lives of children was always going to be a winner.
But the fact that Alejandro had decided to publicly claim me—mid-bout—had further solidified just how serious our two kingdoms were about coming together.
Something I was happy to be rediscovering now that we were back in Solterra in the privacy of his bedchambers.
I glanced over to where Alejandro sat with his booted feet kicked up on the large mahogany desk. He looked relaxed and completely in control in his black pants, cream linen shirt that was half buttoned, and a sexy-as-hell jacket with brass buttons.
His hair hung down around his face, and the dark stubble that lined his cheeks and jaw made him look even more devilish than usual.
A complete contrast to me, who was naked, tense as a trip wire, and completely vulnerable—and I fucking loved it.
My cock was already throbbing, and we’d barely even started tonight’s role-play.
“Please don’t hurt me,” I begged as I licked my lips. Not from nerves but anticipation of what he had planned for me tonight. “I promise to never stray again.”
“Stray?” Alejandro said, eyeing me. “You didn’t stray, you ran from me.”
“I… No—”
“Yes,” he said as he got to his feet. “You got scared and ran away.”
Oh, look at him throwing that back in my face. Fucker.
“And tonight I’m going to give you a reason to fear me.”
Fear him? I didn’t think so. The only thing I feared in that moment was that he wouldn’t come closer.
“No. You don’t understand,” I said as he stepped around the desk. “I just wanted to go for a walk, and…” My words faded as he started in my direction and I caught my first glimpse of Alejandro’s erection outlined by those black pants.
“And what? Look for a new owner?” He stopped at the foot of the bed directly between my spread legs. “I thought I made it clear that you and that”—he eyed my way-too-eager cock—“belonged to me.”
Fuck yes we do.
But in the spirit of the game… “I belong to no one,” I said with about as much courage as a mouse. “You might be able to make my body react to you, but you’ll never break me.”
Alejandro’s lips twitched but he pulled it together just in time. “Is that a challenge, captive?”
I swallowed and angled my chin up, but stayed stubbornly quiet this time.
“Huh, would you look at that,” Alejandro mused. “It seems my little hostage has found his spine.”
He reached for the buckle of his leather belt and the clinking sound echoed off the wall as he unbuckled it, pulled it free, then folded it in half between his hands.
“I wonder if you’ll be this courageous all night?” He punctuated that with a snap of the leather, and my dick immediately stood at attention.
So much for trying to scare me into submission. If anything, my body was begging Alejandro to remind me who was boss.
“What did you expect?” I threw at him. “Dragging me to your”—I looked around the room and then back to him—“drafty old castle and tying me to your bed.”
He threw the belt to the wooden floor with a loud clang, and climbed up on the mattress between my legs. “I expect you to be silent and take the punishment you deserve.”
My cock lurched at the threat, pre-cum beading the tip and then dripping onto my skin, as Alejandro trailed the backs of his fingers up my thigh.
“You protest, but your body begs for me,” he said, his voice a deep growl that scratched every nerve ending in my body. “Tell me, captive, do you think I can make you scream for me tonight?”
I was positive he could—I was about one sure touch away from it right now.
His fingers tightened around my dick and gave a hard, rough stroke.
I sucked in a sharp breath, and he gave a wicked grin.
“I’ll never scream for you,” I said, and Alejandro chuckled as he swiped his thumb over the sticky head of my cock and brought it to his lips.
“Now that is a promise I plan to make you break.”
He sucked his finger clean, then leaned down to suck the head of my dick, and my entire body bowed up off the bed. Well, as much of it as it could, considering my every limb was restrained.
Alejandro lifted hooded eyes to meet mine, and the love and lust I saw swirling there had me whimpering.
“You taste delicious. I want more.” With his eyes on mine, he moved a little lower then swiped his tongue the entire length of my shaft before swallowing me fully inside.
The pleasure was as immediate as it was intense.
I strained against my binds and stared down at the fully clothed man between my legs sucking my dick.
Alejandro’s dark hair tickled the insides of my thighs as his hands held me spread wide, and as he hollowed his cheeks and drew off my length, I snapped my teeth together and swallowed my groan.
He moved to his knees, his hand going to my painfully hard cock to give it a few strokes, before he gently slapped the head and started off the bed.
I opened my mouth, about to beg him to stay, to finish what he started, but that wasn’t the game, and this particular game we both played to win.
I strained against my ties, my arms much more restricted than my legs, but still I couldn’t break free. My erection throbbed as it sat neglected and Alejandro got to his feet, and when he turned his back on me and started to walk away, I finally called out, “Where are you going?”
Alejandro stopped by the desk and looked over his shoulder at me, a dark brow arched, and I immediately remembered my place.
“You can’t just leave me here like this.”
“Can’t I?” His smirk told me he could do whatever he damn well pleased, and the fact that made my balls tighten wasn’t surprising. I loved this side of Alejandro. Hell, I loved all sides, but this dominating pirate shit was beyond hot.
He shrugged out of his jacket and picked up a knife from his desk—the same one he often carried around—and as he headed back toward the bed, I pretended to really struggle.
“Get away from me with that,” I told him as he spun the blade in the palm of his hand, his confidence so insanely sexy that he made it difficult to think.
But holy shit. I never would’ve imagined I’d get off so much to my man as a pillaging pirate. I eyed the knife and tried to kick my feet, but it was useless. He’d tied me up good and well, and there was no escaping until he let me go.
“Want to tell me anything else I can’t do, captive?” he said.
Before I could answer, his hand swiped through the air, the blade slicing through the silk at my right ankle. He did the same to the left side, but he kept my hands firmly knotted.
With my newfound freedom, I kicked out at him, but he moved back out of reach. Then he threw the dagger across the room, making me gasp as it lodged into the wood paneling.
“You’ll never have me,” I said defiantly.
“That’s where you’re wrong.”
When I kicked out again, he grabbed my legs and moved onto the bed between my thighs.
Damn, he was strong. I tried to jerk out of his hold, but his arms only tightened, one around each leg, his biceps popping beneath his shirt.
So sexy…
“I’m gonna fuck you now, and there’s not a thing you can do about it.”
Yes, I thought, even as I forced myself to say, “If you free me, I swear I’ll do whatever you want—”
“Finally, something we can agree on.” Alejandro straddled my thighs, keeping them pinned beneath him. “Only I won’t be freeing you to run away. You’re mine.”
I swallowed hard at the word that did crazy things to my heart—and my body, judging by the way it trembled. Mine. That was all I wanted, to be his. I’d wanted it for so long now, but I’d never let myself imagine it could ever happen.
It was harder than ever to stay focused, but I forced myself to act like it was the worst thing I could think of.
“Then prove it,” I said. “Untie my hands. Let me go. Please.”
Alejandro cocked his head to the side, and then he crawled over me, his face only inches away—so close I could practically taste the wine on his breath.
I turned my head to the side, but he caught my chin in his hand and brought me back to his gaze.
The intensity in it made my cock throb. “I will never, ever let you go.” He lowered his face to mine, his lips barely grazing across my own before he added, “And once I fuck you, you’ll never want to leave my bed again. ”
He didn’t let me respond before kissing me roughly, and I wasn’t going to refuse his tongue in my mouth even to play my part. I’d wasted too much time already without kissing him the last few miserable weeks, and we had a lot of making up to do.
My arms instinctively went to wrap around him, but they jerked against my restraints. He lifted his head, a wicked smile turning up one side of his mouth.
“Told you you’d want to touch. But this is your punishment. You have to learn your lesson.”
Alejandro started to slide down my body, and that was the last thing I wanted, for him to leave. I couldn’t stop him with my legs, since he was still straddling them, so all I could manage was to say, “Please, I’ve learned my lesson.”
He scoffed as he pushed my thighs open wide. “You have when I say you have.” Still fully clothed, only the button of his pants undone, he settled onto his stomach, and the next thing I knew, he’d spread my cheeks and was tongue-fucking my ass.