He grabbed my feet and pulled me back toward him, and I screamed, kicking and trying to get him to release me.
He firmed his grip and pushed me down until I was lying on the bed, my legs hanging over the edge.
“No!” I said when he pushed my legs apart and crawled in between them. “Let go of me, you bastard.”
“Fuck that,” he growled. “I am never letting you go.”
I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, he brutally slammed his lips down against mine.
I struggled beneath him at first, buckling my hips and trying to throw him off, turning my head away so he couldn’t kiss me, but he didn’t budge.
He pulled my bottom lip into his and suckled on it. I felt it all the way down to my clit, and it didn’t help that his hard dick was now lined up against my soft pussy.
My eyes fluttered shut, and I tried to push him off with my hands on his chest.
He bit my lip.
I let out a small groan, and he took full advantage of my open mouth and shoved his tongue inside.
I tried to get him off me once more, my hands slapping his chest, but all he did was kiss me harder, the slow, even thrust of his hips becoming much more prominent, and I…
I couldn’t fight him off.
The hands that were trying to push him away soon fisted around his shirt, gripping him as I gave in to the kiss.
He softened his movements when he realized I was no longer fighting him, his hand moving down my side and tugging the hem of my dress up. He shifted a bit until the material was bunched around my waist.
Cool air teased my wet pussy just before he cupped it with his warm palm.
I pulled away from the kiss and moaned when he squeezed me a little.
“This is mine, got it?”
I hesitated for half a second before I responded with a slight nod.
“Yours,” I agreed.
He smiled. There was nothing sweet or nice about his smile. It made my heart race.
“You think you can ever be insignificant to me? You think your only importance to me is our child inside you?”
I sucked in a stuttered breath. I didn’t know what I was thinking. Sometimes, he looked at me like he wanted me for me. Like he might…couldlove me.
But could he?
Was I enough?
I didn’t think of myself as insecure, but being with Gabriel was as exhilarating as it was confusing. Had he not been so beautiful, so strong, so much of everything, I might have thought he could be mine and mine alone.
It was a stupid line of thought, but there was no way to stop it.
He shook his head and kissed the corner of my lips. I felt that small, innocent kiss all the way to the very center of me.
My breath caught, and I closed my eyes, tears stinging.
They seeped through and fell down the sides of my face. He caught one with his lips.
“No,mi corazón…my heart, you are anything but insignificant. You are everything.”