Page 63 of The Alpha's Stolen Mate

I could taste myself.

It was like the taste of the drink he had served me.

When he pulled away to kiss my neck, I grabbed his warm, hard dick and pumped him.

“Summer!” he groaned against my neck.

“I like the taste of myself on your tongue,” I said as I swiped my thumb over the head of his dick.

Gabriel groaned again, cupped my left breast, and rolled my nipple between his fingers. He slid his finger back inside me and used his thumb to rub my clit.

I pumped him faster, knowing that we were both on the edge of oblivion.

“I want your eyes on me when you come,” he commanded.

With one more swipe of his thumb, my walls tightened around his finger, and I scratched my nails down his back as I climaxed.

As I looked into his eyes and pumped him, Gabriel came, spilling onto my stomach, my name on his lips.

We touched our foreheads together, both of our faces flushed, and panting.

He pressed the sweetest kiss to my mouth, just the faintest brush of his lips, but it made my heart melt.

And at that moment, I knew that one night with Gabriel would never be enough.

Chapter Twenty: Fantasy

Summer POV

I woke up in Gabriel’s bed.

Our bodies were twined around each other, my leg thrown over his, my head on his warm, wide chest, and his strong arms encircled around me.

A lazy smile crossed my face.

It felt right to be held by him.

Last night we’d showered in his fancy white marble bathroom and then cuddled in his giant bed. He rubbed my back as I drifted off into the best night's sleep I’d ever had. Nothing else sexual had happened between us, but in a way, showering and falling asleep naked in his arms had been even more intimate than our fun in the office.

I lifted my head and studied his face. We’d forgotten to turn off his bedside lamp last night, and now I was grateful for the dim light. His usually tense features were relaxed with sleep.Gabriel’s long, dark eyelashes fanned over his smooth skin, his full lips were parted slightly, and his forehead was smooth, free from the usual worry lines. This was the most peaceful I’d ever seen him.

My heart warmed as I stared at him. Like Grayson, I would never get tired of gazing at him.

Mine.

No, he wasn't…but maybe I wanted him to be? And not just for one night. Maybe I wanted Gabriel to be mine forever. I could feel our broken Mating bond trying to mend itself. That explained the flickers of gold I saw out of the corner of my eye when Gabriel and I were having a moment of connection. Was the bond waiting on me to fully trust Gabriel with my mind, body, and soul in order to repair itself? Was I ready to have that much faith in him? In our relationship? Did Gabriel fully trust me with his heart? Honestly, I believed he did.

Gabriel had been nothing but supportive and kind this past week, making sure my father was taken care of, opening up his home to my family, spending time with our son and actually getting to know him, and helping me through one of the most difficult times in my life. He had been my support system while still managing to execute his plan against the Rogues. In our short time together, he had acted like the kind of man I’d want as my life partner.

If I was only considering Gabriel’s actions this past week, then I wouldn’t hesitate to allow him back into my heart again.

But I couldn’t just consider last week. We had history. When he broke our bond, he had broken my trust along with it.

What had Gabriel said yesterday?

I know I still need to earn back your trust before you can be in a relationship with me.

Hmm, maybe that was the answer. I didn’t have to make a decision right now, especially not when my life was so hectic. I could take mine and Gabriel’s relationship day by day.

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