Redeemed In Shadows (32 page)

“Blossom.”

There were nights when she swore she could hear his voice.
Guess it’s going to be one of those nights.
Sometimes in the faint light of morning, she swore she’d see him outside her window. His voice soft and lulling as he whispered to her.

“Blossom, I’m here, this is real.”

Right. She was going crazy now.
The covers were pulled down her body and the bed dipped as phantom hands caressed her shoulders sliding down her arms to rest on her hips. Warm lips dipped in honey claimed hers in the sweetest kiss that quickly turned urgent. She opened her eyes and came face to face with Gabriel. It couldn’t be him. She was dreaming again, she was sure of it.

“How are you even here?” she whispered against his lips.

“Explanations later. I have to touch you. I need to make you mine forever. Do you accept what I’m offering?” His voice was a soft rumble, but serious all the same. He claimed her lips again in a harsh kiss that was almost painful. Wrapping her hands around his shoulder, she pulled him closer not wanting the dream to end. Because that was what this was, a dream.

His hands were rough as he tore at her tank top and ripped her panties. Spanning her stomach with his large hand, he kissed a path from her mouth to her chest giving special attention to each breast. He suckled and nibbled her sensitive skin. Kapua cried out as her body heated and her heart raced. They needed to slow down or she’d combust. He was moving too quickly as he kissed her, his mouth hot, devouring every inch of her skin.

“I’m never leaving you again, and you’re never leaving me.” He rushed to say, against her stomach. Her hands in his hair, she tried to pull him to her mouth again, but he refused as he descended to the apex of her thighs. He kissed her hip, then back down to her pelvic bone, but kept avoiding the place she wanted him to explore the most. “I’m going to taste you everywhere Blossom. I want the taste of you on my tongue.” A finger dipped inside her heat and they both groaned. This was the best. Dream. Ever. He used his thumbs to open her wide as he swiped his tongue through her slit. She squirmed beneath him as he continued to taste her with his mouth, making her thighs shake with each pass of his tongue. Gabe hummed as he latched on to her clit, pulling the bundle of nerves into the heat of his mouth making loud sucking noises.

“Gabriel,” she gasped sucking in as much air as she could. His hands moved beneath her ass, hoisting her up so that he could continue to feast on her as he used the flat of his tongue to stroke her from clit to opening repeatedly until she was screaming his name. Her back arched up off the bed and her legs clamped around his head as her thighs shook from her orgasm. She lost control of her body’s movement when he added a finger and began to fuck her with his tongue and his hand. Their eyes clashed when he looked up at her briefly and in their depths she saw that he meant to claim, meant to keep her, and she was totally on board with that. He didn’t wait for her orgasm to reach her, but she knew he felt it coming because he rose up on his knees, grabbed the length of his cock, and thrust deep.

It was perfect.

Sublime.

“Yesss.” His hiss of pleasure only served to ramp her up more as her body adjusted to him. Endlessly, like a machine he drove his steel hard cock into her until sweat glistened on their bodies and she could no longer hold her legs open. Her muscles cramped in exhaustion and when she would have lowered them he shook his head and dipped low so that his shoulders would support her legs, which only opened her wider for his commanding thrusts.

“Look at me, see me.” Gabe whispered against her lips. She saw him in the darkness his champagne eyes a glow with desire she was sure her own eyes reflected. She reached for his chest to pull herself closer to him, her hands clasping her ankles, stretching her legs further.

“Grip my cock, baby. Squeeze me with your beautiful pussy.”

She did as he asked and flexed her muscles repeatedly, triggering another orgasm that vibrated the muscles between her legs. She clamped down as hard as she could on his length and enjoyed hearing him cry out in pleasure.

“
Fuck
, do that again and this will be over,” he groaned against her lips. Gabe pulled out, while taking one of her legs in his hand to roll her to her stomach. Kapua giggled, she felt like a rag doll being moved this way and that as he arranged her on all fours before entering her from behind.

She could barely hold herself up as he slammed into her once, twice, three times. On his fourth downward stroke, his hands gripped her waist and his mouth latched onto her neck and shoulder where he sank his teeth in.

Son of a bitch! She convulsed falling forward taking Gabe’s weight as he fell on top of her still moving inside as he released his seed into her. His growl muffled as he still had her neck in his mouth, her blood running in warm rivulets down her back and front.

“Now we can talk.” Gabe said against her neck, his voice warm on her skin.

“No, sleep first. I’m fully human Gabe and make sure I don’t bleed out from your love bite.”

He pulled her into his arms where she was half on half off his body. He licked her wound then pulled her tighter.

“Sleep little one, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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Gabe watched Kapua sleep. She held tight to him as if he wasn’t real. He listened to her breathe, watched her chest rise and fall and with each compression he knew this was going to last. It had taken him months to reach her. Now that he was Fallen, there was a completely new set of rules that applied to him. He couldn’t kill out of malice or revenge or it would stain his soul. Self-defense was his only option and it was suggested he not put himself in any predicament where he would need to defend himself. His wings were blacker than midnight and once a month he had to check in with the brothers Grimm or he’d earn a ticket straight to Hell. All were acceptable terms as long as he could be with Kapua Hale.

Did this mean when they mated she would take his last name? He didn’t have a last name; he was Gabriel, Harbinger of Death. But he was no longer the Harbinger, just Gabriel. Maybe Black or Death would be a suitable last name.
Kapua Black. Kapua Death. Kapua Hale-Black. Kapua Hale-Death.
Hell, none of those worked.
Gabriel Hale?
He wasn’t going to stress about last names now. Later, after they had a chance to talk.

“You will never see the Black Veil or me and the other’s again.
Michael’s words whispered in the back of his head and that was okay. He sifted through her now brown hair, the strands like silk between his fingers. He brought her hair to his nose and inhaled deeply. She smelled like their lovemaking with her own special hint of tropical bliss. He’d have to deal with the team. See if they’d let him back. He knew from his brother Dravaggio was no longer on the team, but that didn’t mean it would be okay with the others for him to come back.

The sun was coming up and even though he needed the sleep, he refused to close his eyes. He too thought she was a dream. He pulled her closer and her arm reached to drape across his stomach, where she held tight. Everything still wasn’t right in the world, but for the night, it was a perfect moment in time.

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Banging on the door woke Kapua up.

“Get up Hale, fuck, you missed breakfast, no way you’re missing lunch.” Dietrich said through the door.

“Fine, give me twenty.”

Stretching, she peeled open one eye and then the other.

He’s gone. It was only a dream.

Deflated, she stood. She wasn’t going to cry. Wasn’t going to dwell on last night’s fantasy. But it was a damn good one, because her body ached in all the right places.
It’s from the swimming.
She reminded herself. Quickly she hopped in the shower, wincing at all the aches and pains from last night’s swim. She had the showers so hot that they fogged up the mirrors in the bathroom forcing her to open the bathroom door. Wiping the mirror, she went through the motions of brushing her teeth and pulling her hair on top of her head when she noticed the love bite on her neck.

What in the world.

Leaning forward she looked more closely at the wound on her neck. Sure enough, there were bite marks. Dressing quickly she made her way to the fourth floor where everyone was gathered for lunch, everyone except Gabe. The bite marks were real; he had to have been there last night.

“Come eat and stop standing there like you’re not hungry.” Adam said as he motioned her forward to the table. They’d saved her coffee cake from breakfast. At least there was that. She went to reach for it and a strong arm grabbed her waist, while a strong hand reached for the last coffee cake. Kapua let out a squeal and cursed.

“We’ll take lunch in our room.” Gabe rumbled against the side of her neck. The others all smiled as if they’d been in on a private joke.

“We knew that already.” Jes said smiling as she rounded the table to sit next to Draven.

Kapua melted into his arms, but quickly turned addressing him.

“Seriously, you’re going to be an ass and eat the last coffee cake?”

“Yup,” he said around a mouth full of the sugary sweetness.

“When you guys come up for air, Gabriel you need to be briefed on the latest events. We all talked earlier this morning and we need you on the team.”

Her man nodded at Draven, but was still looking at her.

“No problem, and thanks for having me back, but me and the little woman here will be down at least a day. I know there’s work to be done and I don’t for see any vacay for a long time. So I’m taking a mental day.”

“You’re giving him a day Stone? For real?” Royce complained. “Hell, I’m taking a day if block head gets a day.”

“Why don’t we all take a day,” Jes suggested tugging on Draven’s ear.

Gabe’s arm squeezed gently and then he was pulling her down the hall back the way she came.

“You’re really here.”

“Yup, told you last night I’m not leaving.”

“Never.”

“Nope.”

“Hell to the yeah,” Kapua said, jumping into his arms. She snagged the rest of the cake from his hand and shoved it into her mouth smiling wide. Gabe kissed her cake and all.

“I take it that means you love me.”

“Absofuckinlutely. I love you now. I’ll love you always. Remember who said it first.”

Gabe laughed.

“I did.”

She shook her head.

“No, you sang it first. I said it first.”

“Fine,” he kissed her nose. “I,” he kissed each of her eyes, “love,” he nuzzled her neck, his hands going to her ass to lift her up so he could pull her closer, “you.” He kissed her deeply, the taste of coffee cake between them as she melted at his words. The entire time they kissed, he continued their journey back to their
room.

Their room.

They were officially a couple, and that just made her giddy.

Gabe opened the door to their room. Quickly he closed it with his foot and sat her on her feet. He walked her over to the bed where he sat down. Leaving her standing, he said in a commanding tone.

“Now strip, do it slowly.”

“So bossy, Angel Boy.”

The corners of his mouth tilted up into a sexy grin.

She’d take her clothes off. She’d do whatever he wanted.

He’d taken down her defenses brick by brick, some of the shots were damaging, but she survived. He showed her a place that was free of dark corners and ugly monsters. They had both been looking for something in the beginning of their journeys, and although their roads were hard and hurtful, they still found what they were searching for, and it would always be in each other’s arms.

Awakened In Shadows

Coming 2015

Dietrich and Jorunn’s Story

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Tigris Eden, described by Ty Langston, is beloved mother, friend, cook, accountant, author,
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