Bat out of Hell (12 page)

“
You
will
want
me,
I
think.
Let
me
read
to
you
for
a
while,
love.
”
He
lifted
her
chin
and
kissed
her
lips,
his
touch
as
soft
as
the
petals
of
a
rose.

Ava
nodded
as
he
took
a
book
off
the
shelf
in
her
room.
Reading
is
harmless
enough.

Gabriel
sat
next
to
her
on
the
bed.
His
voice
rose
and
fell
on
the
syllables
of
the
metaphysical
poets.
Ava's
muscles
relaxed,
and
she
felt
sleep
coming
on.
”

“
Ava,
are
you
awake?
”

“
Mmm?
Yes.
”
She
sat
up,
her
heart
racing
again.

“
I
hope
you
can
see
that
I
only
want
to
be
near
you,
for
us
to
get
acquainted.
”

“
Yes.
”
Ava
believed
her
response.
His
voice
hypnotized
her
with
its
soothing
highs
and
lows
as
he
took
her
into
his
arms.

“
Now,
vixen,
show
me
that
pretty
white
throat
of
yours.
”

Chapter
Five

Ava
pushed
his
hand
off
her
chin,
and
he
laughed,
the
sound
a
rumble
like
none
she
had
ever
heard.
His
arms
around
her
made
her
heart
beast
faster.

She
leaned
back,
baring
her
throat.

“
Ava,
my
darling.
You
will
be
my
salvation,
and
I'll
never
forget
it.
Do
you
want
to
save
me?
”
His
eyes
burned
into
hers,
red
like
blood.

“
Yes.
”
Even
as
she
spoke
the
words,
she
recognized
them
as
true.
She
wanted
him,
and
she
wanted
him
to
live
on,
whatever
he
was
—
man
or
monster.

I
want
him
more
than
I've
ever
wanted
anything
even
though
it's
wrong.

He
leaned
toward
her,
his
gaze
gripping
her
in
its
thrall.
She
inched
closer
to
him,
her
fear
ebbing
away.

He
touched
his
mouth
to
hers,
and
she
reveled
in
the
softness
of
his
kiss.
He
tugged
on
her
lip
gently,
pulling
her
into
the
kiss.

Ava
sighed,
lying
back
on
the
bed,
her
nipples
hardening
at
his
nearness.

Gabriel
grazed
her
mouth
with
his
sharp
teeth,
and
she
tasted
blood.
He
sucked
her
lips,
making
an
ache
of
desire
shoot
through
her.
The
kiss
went
on,
and
Ava
lost
track
of
time
in
the
deliciousness
of
it.
Her
hands
were
in
his
silky,
black
hair,
grabbing
to
pull
him
closer,
and
he
pushed
his
tongue
into
her
mouth.
She
remembered
the
size
of
it
from
seeing
it
earlier
in
the
evening.
Its
length
probed
her
mouth,
and
Ava
moaned
with
ecstasy.

Do
all
men
kiss
like
this?

Gabriel
pulled
her
body
up
from
the
bed,
lifting
her
chin
again
and
scattering
hot
kisses
down
the
length
of
her
neck.
She
whimpered
with
desire,
feeling
dampness
between
her
thighs.
His
chest
pressed
against
hers
through
his
white
shirt,
hard
and
demanding.

His
lips
traced
fire
down
her
neck,
and
he
nipped
and
sucked
in
spots
as
Ava
gasped,
abandoning
all
pretense
at
propriety
or
coldness.
He
pushed
her
gently
back
down
on
the
bed
and
roughly
lifted
the
flimsy
gown,
his
breath
coming
in
harsh
pants.

“
Ah,
your
sweet,
pink
buds.
So
succulent
and
young.
”
He
breathed
over
her
chest,
licking
and
sucking
on
her
breasts
as
he
massaged
her
shoulders.
He
bit
into
her
flesh,
making
her
groan
as
she
pushed
her
hips
against
his
thigh,
wanting
to
be
against
his
hard
length,
even
as
heat
crept
into
her
cheeks
at
the
thought.

His
tongue
lapped
her
erect
nipples,
his
sharp
teeth
making
tiny
cuts
that
drove
her
wild.
He
sucked
and
slurped
like
an
animal,
and
ripples
of
pleasure
went
through
the
space
between
her
legs.
They
built
in
intensity,
and
she
shouted
hoarsely
into
the
night.

It's
my
cunt.
The
thought
of
her
maid
back
home
calling
it
that
and
giggling
came
to
mind.

“
See,
that
wasn't
painful,
was
it?
”