How could she withstand such an erotic onslaught? She could not. It was not possible. With a low cry, Celia gave in. She flew apart and came back together against his mouth while he ate her with even more ferocity, feasting as though he would never have enough of her. His fingers plunged and curled inside her, filling her and forcing her to stay on the crest of the wave before tumbling into another abyss. And as he devoured her, Gabriel muttered one word against her flesh, imprinting his claim on her body and her heart for all eternity.

“Mine.”

CHAPTER 32

Gabriel scooped his nearly insensate wife up from the dining room table and settled into his chair with her in his lap. He cuddled her close, staying in that position for the longest time as he allowed both of them time to recover.

He’d just experienced the singular most erotic moment in his life; more than a few seconds were needed to calm his own heartbeat. To quell the racing of his blood and allow his massive erection to subside before he could even think of carrying Celia up to his room.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered against the curve of his neck where her face was currently buried.

“Why is that, pet?”

“For disobeying you. I tried so hard not to.” Her voice was small and worried.

Gabriel smiled against her hair, nuzzling his nose into the fragrant strands. He had intentionally pushed her over the edge, making it impossible for her to obey his order. “I know you tried. It is part of the fun when we play games such as these. Even when you fail, there is still reward to be found in the punishments I give you. Now, do not fret. You are still my good girl.”

Celia snuggled closer, looping her arms around his neck as she kissed a spot just below his ear. “You always know just what to say and do, Gabriel. It is just as Ivy and Sara said. I am indeed a fortunate woman to have such a husband as you.”

Gabriel embraced her tighter, his heart swelling. “Rest now, Celia. In a moment or two, I shall carry you up to our room and begin anew.”

Celia stirred against him. “Again?” Her voice was soft and she sounded so tired. It’d been a long day for them both, but Gabriel found his obsession with his wife did not subside simply because he married her. No, if anything, his desire had multiplied. He could not get enough of her.

“Yes, again. And again and again, until I’ve had my fill and I’m satisfied that you won’t walk or sit for the next few days without being reminded how deep I was inside you. So, yes, again until I am ready to stop.”

Celia shuddered the tiniest bit. “That sounds unpleasant. Perhaps even uncomfortable.”

“I will take great care with you, Celia,” Gabriel swore with a smile. “You will be as invested as I am in our mutual pleasure.”