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But then the pain was suddenly intense, making her back arch, though just as fast as the pain had begun, it disappeared.
That Gabriel’s teeth were in her neck there was no doubt. He was making sounds similar to those a baby made when it suckled at its mother’s breast. Jane knew this wasn’t right, it wasn’t normal, it was monstrous. But even as she knew she should be horrified, her body was being infused with such intensely pleasurable feelings that she could never have imagined them. Whatever was happening to her, she did not want it to stop.
He lifted his head from his task, and stared into her eyes. Brows furrowed, his eyes held a question in them. She answered him with a kiss as a most pleasant tightness deep within her built to a point where she knew some form of release was going to be necessary or she would very likely die of the feeling. It grew so intense she was tempted to scream out, but fought the urge. Moving with his thrusts she pressed into him, willing him to move faster. In the back of her mind she noted that she no longer felt any pain, just the intense sensual pleasure.
Bending to her breasts, Gabriel gently bit each nipple, and then the exploding release began. Her body convulsed as they moved together, and she cried out. The ecstasy continued as wave after wave gripped her body. She couldn’t imagine what was happening to her, but whatever it was she didn’t want it to end.
Gabriel’s movements quickened, and he reached depths within her she didn’t know she had. He moaned loudly and she thought she heard her name mixed in with the moans. As his thrusting slowed, she opened her eyes. His were closed, a grimace on his face. She knew, however, that his grimace came only from intense pleasure, if indeed he felt anything comparable to what she had just experienced.
As she lay under him, she felt little quakes ripple through her body. She could feel her heart pounding rapidly in her chest and she struggled to calm her breathing, sensations not unlike after running a fair distance. She smiled to herself, considering the actions that had brought on these spent feelings.
Gabriel had collapsed on her after he had finished, and now he lifted himself off her and flopped onto the bed next to her. He lifted her hand and placed his lips gently against the inside of her wrist and held them there, eyes closed. Jane felt as if she was being anointed.
“Gabriel,” she whispered.
“Hmmm,” was all he could articulate.
She turned on her side to face him then caressed his face with her free hand, the other still being kissed.
“Gabriel . . . that . . . oh my . . . I’m . . . I’m a writer without words.”
He flinched and opened his eyes, panic showing in them.
“Oh, god, Jane. Forgive me.”
Bewildered, she could only say, “What? What for?”
Gabriel shook his head, as if by doing so he would understand her words.
“I have used you abominably.”
This made Jane sit up, and in doing so she was reminded of her nakedness. Nothing to do about it now, he’s seen it all, she thought.
“Gabriel, you certainly did not use me. If anything, I am afraid I used you. What just happened here, was without a doubt, the most miraculous thing to ever happen to me, and I will never regret it.”
He propped himself up on an elbow and reached out to touch the wound on her neck.
“Do you not have questions about what I did here?” His fingers caressed the spot.
Jane had forgotten the bite. Now, in her increasingly sober state, she felt a touch of panic creep up her spine.
“Oh,” she said under her breath. “Yes, I suppose I . . . I do. What was that? Why did you do that?” She could hear the fear in her voice and hoped Gabriel couldn’t perceive it. Putting a hand up in front of her, palm facing Gabriel, she quickly added, “No, no. It does not matter. Of much greater interest to me at the moment, is what just happened between us. What did you do to me to make me have that exquisite explosion?
That Gabriel’s teeth were in her neck there was no doubt. He was making sounds similar to those a baby made when it suckled at its mother’s breast. Jane knew this wasn’t right, it wasn’t normal, it was monstrous. But even as she knew she should be horrified, her body was being infused with such intensely pleasurable feelings that she could never have imagined them. Whatever was happening to her, she did not want it to stop.
He lifted his head from his task, and stared into her eyes. Brows furrowed, his eyes held a question in them. She answered him with a kiss as a most pleasant tightness deep within her built to a point where she knew some form of release was going to be necessary or she would very likely die of the feeling. It grew so intense she was tempted to scream out, but fought the urge. Moving with his thrusts she pressed into him, willing him to move faster. In the back of her mind she noted that she no longer felt any pain, just the intense sensual pleasure.
Bending to her breasts, Gabriel gently bit each nipple, and then the exploding release began. Her body convulsed as they moved together, and she cried out. The ecstasy continued as wave after wave gripped her body. She couldn’t imagine what was happening to her, but whatever it was she didn’t want it to end.
Gabriel’s movements quickened, and he reached depths within her she didn’t know she had. He moaned loudly and she thought she heard her name mixed in with the moans. As his thrusting slowed, she opened her eyes. His were closed, a grimace on his face. She knew, however, that his grimace came only from intense pleasure, if indeed he felt anything comparable to what she had just experienced.
As she lay under him, she felt little quakes ripple through her body. She could feel her heart pounding rapidly in her chest and she struggled to calm her breathing, sensations not unlike after running a fair distance. She smiled to herself, considering the actions that had brought on these spent feelings.
Gabriel had collapsed on her after he had finished, and now he lifted himself off her and flopped onto the bed next to her. He lifted her hand and placed his lips gently against the inside of her wrist and held them there, eyes closed. Jane felt as if she was being anointed.
“Gabriel,” she whispered.
“Hmmm,” was all he could articulate.
She turned on her side to face him then caressed his face with her free hand, the other still being kissed.
“Gabriel . . . that . . . oh my . . . I’m . . . I’m a writer without words.”
He flinched and opened his eyes, panic showing in them.
“Oh, god, Jane. Forgive me.”
Bewildered, she could only say, “What? What for?”
Gabriel shook his head, as if by doing so he would understand her words.
“I have used you abominably.”
This made Jane sit up, and in doing so she was reminded of her nakedness. Nothing to do about it now, he’s seen it all, she thought.
“Gabriel, you certainly did not use me. If anything, I am afraid I used you. What just happened here, was without a doubt, the most miraculous thing to ever happen to me, and I will never regret it.”
He propped himself up on an elbow and reached out to touch the wound on her neck.
“Do you not have questions about what I did here?” His fingers caressed the spot.
Jane had forgotten the bite. Now, in her increasingly sober state, she felt a touch of panic creep up her spine.
“Oh,” she said under her breath. “Yes, I suppose I . . . I do. What was that? Why did you do that?” She could hear the fear in her voice and hoped Gabriel couldn’t perceive it. Putting a hand up in front of her, palm facing Gabriel, she quickly added, “No, no. It does not matter. Of much greater interest to me at the moment, is what just happened between us. What did you do to me to make me have that exquisite explosion?
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