Instantly, Gabriel’s big hand was up the back of my sweatshirt and around my throat, and I realized with panic that it was hidden from view by the long fall of my hair.
“Oh! How’s it going?” Lucian asked with surprise when he saw us together.
Gabriel tightened his fingers around my throat as a warning.
“Fine!” I croaked.
“So glad you decided to stick around,” Lucian said. “I promise, if you give him another chance, you won’t be sorry. Son, you will see that she’s here to help you.”
“Oh, I know she’s here to help me,” Gabriel said. “I think I just need some time with my stepmother. It’s therapeutic.”
He guided me by the throat down the grass and past the graveyard as the other two men wandered down by the lake, where my car was resting on the soggy bottom.
“Oh, you think you’re so smart!” I hissed, clawing at the fingers around my throat. “I’m never going to marry your father now!”
He snorted. “Of course you aren’t. You’re mine now. You want to be a stepmommy? Fuck that, I’ll make you a mama formybabies.”
I squawked in dismay and he pulled open the gate around the graveyard and shoved me down the open steps of the crypt.
It was made of gray marble, slick with moss, the air heavy with disuse.
“Stop, Gabriel!” I said, trying to pull away.
But he kissed my throat, then pulled at my skin with his teeth.
His hands moved to my hips and he began to pull my leggings and panties down.
“No!Lucian, help me! Lucian!”
The lips on my throat opened and suddenly sharp teeth sunk deep into my neck, making me squeal in pain.
“You won’t be getting any help fromLucian,” his hard, cold voice growled, and my skin crawled with terror.
He lifted me up onto one of the marble coffins, then ripped at my sensible panties, tearing them off and down my legs.
I opened my mouth to scream again, but a big hand was already clamped over it, so fast I didn’t even have time to bite him.
I kicked out in a panic, my foot landing on his thigh.
Then he yanked on my hips, my ass grinding back against the cold marble.
Thrashing my head back and forth, I bucked my hips in a desperate attempt to escape.
“Don’t bother,” Gabriel grunted.
I felt a thick, hard length between my thighs, and I tried to buck my hips away, but there was nowhere to go.
With one hand, he stilled my thigh, and I felt the massive tip of his cock at the entrance to my pussy.
For one hopeful second I thought he wasn’t going to be able to do it while holding a hand over my mouth, but then I felt his fingers under my shirt, snapping my bra open.
Precum dripped from his dick, soaking my thighs as he tied the bra tightly around my mouth.
I didn’t even want to look down and see what he was trying to press into me, but there were going to be bruises on my thighs from how heavy and swollen his balls were.
His fingers bit down on my skin and my body tried to shrink away, then he snapped his hips forward and speared through me.
I screamed in a long, silent gargle as his cock overpowered my sensitive walls, his size so overwhelming that I felt like I was about to split open.
