Diablo (Sabers MC Book 2)

Chapter Nine

Gabrielle

I would have never thought that I could enjoy Diablo’s company as much as I had. There was definitely more to the grumpy tiger than I had ever thought.

“I had a good time tonight, Diablo.” I said it softly in the dark confines of the car. I couldn’t look at him. Instead I wrung my hands together. This was the part of our date that I had been dreading. The end. I didn’t exactly have much experience in dating. “Thank you.”

Finally I turned to him , blushing when I realised he was staring straight at my face, his own serious. “I’m glad you had a good time Gabrielle. I did as well.” His eyes shone and then narrowed as they found my lips. Which were suddenly dry under the weight of his eyes.

“I want to kiss you…” He left the rest of the sentence unsaid. It didn’t really need to be finished anyway. I wanted him to kiss me as well.

But I didn’t want him to ask my permission. I wanted him to take what he wanted like the alpha he was.

I moved closer to him and it was my lips that pressed to his. It was the smallest of touches but I sighed as I pulled away.

I wasn’t sure what had come over me but I had wanted to make that first move.

For a second Diablo just stared at me and I could hear him breathing in the silence that wrapped around us.

“You shouldn’t have done that Gabrielle.”

I blinked at him in surprise. What did he mean I shouldn’t have done that? I had thought he would have liked it. Hadn’t he said that he wanted to kiss me?

“I’m sorry , I just thought…” I stammered, and my eyes lowered as a growl tumbled from his lips. “You wanted…”

“You shouldn’t have done that because now you have kissed me Gabrielle, all f*****g bets are off.” He had barely finished speaking before his mouth was on mine. His hands on either side of my face so I couldn’t escape. His tongue didn’t just swipe into my mouth , it Conquered it. He explored every single inch of my mouth, leaving me breathless as our breaths mingled.

He tasted like pure man and for the first time in my life I felt myself really in the moment. There was no time for nerves or any self doubt on my part . All that mattered was that he kept owning my mouth with his.

I felt alive.

If I had had my lioness I would have purred.

“You taste like strawberries, Jesus.” His lips slid from mine. But he didn’t pull away. He lapped at my neckline , making the deepest sexiest noises as he kissed his way down my skin. “Like strawberries and cream.”

His hand ran up my side, thumb brushing over my n****e and I let me head fall back, a moan escaping my throat.

Was this what being with a man, a true alpha man was like? Because if it was I wanted it to never end.

He growled again but when I opened my eyes to glance at him , he was smiling. A small knowing smile. That told me he knew exactly what he was doing. That he knew he had all the power over my body.

And who was I to argue with him? I would let him play me like a violin as long as he kept making me feel like I was.

The night air was cool as he slipped my dress downwards, my n*****s puckering from the cold but it was only for a moment before he sucked one sensitive point into his mouth. His tongue playing with it and my moan became more frantic. My hands gripping at his shoulders. Nails digging in.

My hips lifted on their own accord. Looking for something, I didn’t know what, just something to ease the ache between my legs.

Diablo growled again. “I know what you need Gabrielle.” A strong hand brushed up my thigh, parting my legs as far as they could do . He pressed his fingers against the soft material that separated his hand from my most private of places. I forgot how to breath, my hips bucked wildly as he rubbed against me. “Let me.” He was chuckling darkly but I didn’t have time to feel embarrassed.

His hand slid into my panties, one thick finger pushing into my body as his thumb pressed into my clit. Sending shockwaves through my body.

“You’re so tight.” He growled into the crook of my neck. “I’ve never felt anything so amazing.” His teeth nipped as his hand started moving . “Never felt anything so right.”

I barely heard him, my heart was beating so fast I couldn’t really anything else.

“I wish I could taste you. Next time. No room here and I don’t think either of us can wait any longer anyway.”

I didn’t quite know what he was talking about , all I knew was that it felt like I was chasing something.

I had touched myself before but it had never felt like this.

This was torture . Sweet exquisite torture.

“Hold onto me Gabrielle, let me get you where you want to be. I want to feel you clench around my fingers.”

I did as I was told , and then all sense of coherent thought left me. There was nothing but Diablo . His lips on my skin,one thick arm wrapped around my body holding me to him whilst the other hand disappeared between my open thighs. He f****d me with his fingers.

Hard sure strokes that might have been painful if he didn’t know exactly where to touch to make stars shoot behind my eyelids.

“That’s it baby, come for me.” He worked his hand harder and I bit down the scream as my body finally unravelled. My legs shook, my hips moving to meet his fingers .

I was moving before the orgasm had even finished, Diablos strong hands pulling me over his lap so I straddled his thighs.

And I could feel the thick head of his c**k slip between my wet lips. He slid back and forth and the final waves of my orgasm finally settled .

But I didn’t have time to think, his lips crashed down on mine as he pressed himself upwards.

I definitely didn’t have a chance to tell him to stop.

The pain was sharp and almost instant as he thrust up into my body. His arm vice like around my waist.

Tears fell from my eyes.

“Jesus you’re so tight.” Diablos eyes rolled. But his hips stilled.

And then he frowned. His grip loosened. “Why are you crying?” For a moment he looked confused, and then realisation hit him. He glanced down between our bodies. His eyes huge and ….

Angry.

He was angry as he stared at the blood on my thighs.

“Fuck.” He was growling, a loud noise that seemed to vibrate the windows of the car. “f**k, f**k , fuck.”

“It’s…” I tried to reach for his face and he caught my wrist before I could touch him. “Get the f**k out of my car Gabrielle.”

I could do nothing but stare at him.

“Get the f**k out.” He roared it into my face.