Chapter 34

• Gabrielle POV
• He gave me the best fight of my life, even tho he was still weak, traumatized from the white room, but my cuff was on both his hands. I smiled, little tingles trailing over my skin as I manhandled him towards the bed, he puts up a fight even after he knew I'd won. He never ceased to fight me, fight his feeling, fight the inevitable. I pulled down the chains attaching them to his cuffed hands, then pressed a button beside the bed, the chain pulled, dragging his arm up above his head, forcing him to seat up. His robe parted his powerful thighs on display. Heat crawled over my skin, settling at my core. The blood dripping from his head just added more visuals to the beautiful picture he presented. Breathtaking. I almost drooled as his dark angry eyes met mine.
• "I won, and you're going to sit back and enjoy all I have to give". I whispered, moving closer, jerking his thighs apart roughly. He gasped, the sound making me clench. He was definitely my special brand of drug. I got in between his thigh, loving how larger he was like he could shield me from all harm, or harm me if he wished to. I trailed his jawline with my finger, not in any hurry for the night to be over. His breath hitched, and his dick stirred. He looked conflicted, he didn't want to feel anything, yet he did. The feeling was fucking mutual.