In the Shadow of an Angel's Wings | By : gothikfaerie87 Category: S through Z > Van Helsing Views: 5349 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I awoke just before dawn to a gentle stroking sensation on
my chest. I shivered slightly, for I could feel cold air seeping over my
breasts. As my eyes opened drowsily, I looked to my side where Gabriel lay
staring at me with a lazy expression. He had slipped the covers from my upper
half and now gently teased my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I had no
idea if I was to shy from the motion or cuddle closer so I lay there blinking
at him.
“Good morning, princess,” he offered, “I trust you slept
well?” His fingers didn’t stop. He seemed to be enjoying himself.
“Y-y-y-yes,” I stuttered, flinching slightly.
“Relax,” he offered smoothly,ing ing in closer to kiss me. I
was stiff as a board as he did so, feeling coy from last night as I recalled
the events. Had I really…? Had he really…? And I had…? Oh dear…
“What are you doing?” I grimaced, as he settled in close
against me and slowly tore coe covers from our bodies.
“I think you need a little reminder,” he almost purred.
“I remember perfectly well what happened!” I snapped. He
slipped an arm under to cradle my neck and bring me close into his kiss, while
his hand still worked at my breast—the nipple firming up with his strokes.
“Mhm,” he mumbled, intrigued as he broke the kiss and his
eyes gazed downwards. “But what’s this I see?” He grinned, his hand covering my
breast and gripping in a tense massage. I grunted.
“Oh God… stop…” I begged. It was too early thi this. He was
being evil. He ignored my request rather pointedly and nudged one of his legs
between mine, rubbing deliciously agaimy cmy center. “Gabriel…!” I gasped, my
head rolling back as I arched slightly and instinctively. He chuckled at this,
removing his hand from my breast, gathering my hands and pinning them almost
effortlessly above my head. He moved his leg out from in between mine and
replaced it with his hand, his fingers gently trailing over the smooth
moistness that was growing there.
“Are you awake, Anna?” He whispered, his eyes sparkling with
something that resembled mockery. I stared at him through intense drowsy eyes,
and I knew what his intentions were. He felt he needed to further impress his
dominance upon me. But I was barely fighting this time. His hands had tamed me
early on.
“No…” I nearly groaned, my hips jerking slightly against his
sliding fingers. He smirked at this but placed a knee on my hip to steady me.
“Still now,” he said softly, before plunging three of his
fingers into my apex mercilessly. I immediately thrashed against this motion
and he exerted more pressure to contain me, chuckling. “Calm, calm…” He bent
his lips over my face to kiss me comfortingly as he began a slow motion inside
me, leaning his head back slightly to watch my face with amusement. I moaned as
his fingers slid in and out, provoking my arousal. The room was freezing cold
but even then I could still feel my body breaking out into an invigorated
sweat. I groaned, struggling with lf. lf.
“Gabriel… no…. I … ah….” I gasped as he steadily moved his
fingers in again, brushing another kiss against my lips.
“I’ve tamed you, haven’t I, Anna?” He whispered, pressing in
harder and steadier, increasing his power and gripping gently with his palm. I
groaned, going into a full arch under him. He took the opportunity to force his
fingers in as deep as possible, gripping my throbbing apex with certain
patience. Then he waited for a momwhilwhile I writhed in my position, my mind
not allowing me to shrink away. I gasped, finally having to submit to the wild
desire he had reawakened.
“Gabriel,” I growled, “This is not even satisfaction for
me.” He raised a brow at me, still not moving.
“Tell me how I may please you then, my lady,” he teased,
clenching my center again. I caught my breath with a rasp and snarled at him.
This was unfair and I was going to let him know. I got a hold on myself and
forced myself back down into the bed, wrestling his hold on my hands and
reversing the situation. He was too surprised to react quickly and I soon had
his hands pinned over his head.
“How do you like it?” I growled, staring at his face with a
fiery passion building inside. He recomposed his expression and became stern.
“Now Anna. You’ve got to learn to be patient with these
things. So let go of my hands and let me take charge—“
“No!” I replied, cutting him off, “I’m in charge.” He paused
a minute, his expression blazing into me. It almost made me nervous but I was
holding to my word.
I straddled his waist quickly, rubbing my center against him
to please myself, but denying him entrance. He groaned slightly, closing his
eyes. “Anna, let me in…” He asked.
“No,” I said, my eyes flashing. He growled, suddenly
resisting my grip on his hands and trying to push me away. I stayed put,
holding him down and clenching his waist with my thighs. He groaned loudly. I
could see that his self-control was fast diminishing.
“God, Anna!” He gritted his teeth.
“You asked for it!” I snapped back.
“Let. Me. In,” He demanded, jerking his hips underneath me.
“No, Gabriel,” I said, “This is what you get for taunting me
first thing in the morning!” His eyes flashed open at me and he suddenly
attacked with an anguished power, throwing me off of him. I was sent barreling
towards the floor but he leapt after me and caught me around the waist before I
could hit the floor. I gasped as he sat back up on the bed’s edge, pulling my
legs around him and plunging himself in deeply. I squealed, trying to wriggle
him out of me but he grasped me tight about the waist, meeting my lips with a
fierce kiss and not breaking it.
He completely skipped the building and went straight into
vigorous motions. My hands rested on his shoulders as he bounced slightly,
driving into me and gripping my waist, aiding my own wild bucking. “Oh God,
you’re wonderful Anna,” he gasped between kisses, driving into me with a new
ferocity. I groaned as he hit me on the inside fiercely, my nails digging into
his shoulders like the claws of a cat. “Easy now!” He managed in between
breaths, focusing on pleasuring me. He was driving me insane.
“Gabriel…” I moaned, “Oh God, I need it bad…” I murmured.
“How bad?” He slowed up, just to exercise his power. I
struggled to increase the pace again, longing for release, but he wasn’t giving
it to me yet. I groaned in disappointment as he stopped my movement and took my
chin, tilting it up to look into my eyes.
“Don’t make me answer that question,” I gasped. He continued
staring into my eyes imploringly.
“Answer it,” he said, an amused expression quirking is
es
eyes. I growled in frustration, jerking my hips again violently.
“Does that answer your question?” I gasped impatiently. He
smirked and kissed me gently, pushing me onto the floor and grabbing my thighs
in his hands to buck wildly into me.
“Is this what you want, princess?” He grunted, pounding into
me with a harsh animosity. I was nearly paralyzed as he forced me towards my
height.
“Yes, oh God, I can’t hold on…” My hands gripped at the rug
on the floor.
“Good. I like to hear that,” He grimaced, buckling into me
fiercely, gripping my thighs, “So don’t hold on… come on Anna,” he coaxed. I
hit my climax with a groan and then I was descending into the tremors but he
didn’t stop for another minute. pan>pan>Then he
lodged himself within me, releasing his heat again. I gasped as it seared
throughout my nerves and consumed me, reaching blindly up for his shoulders. He
shifted inwards, releasing my thighs and placing my hands on his shoulders.
“There, there, Anna,” he whispered, nuzzling my neck affectionately. I groaned softly again, murmuring into his
chest as he cradled me in his arms. Our body heat lingered for several minutes
before the chill of the room replaced it and only then did he withdraw
satiated. He shifted me into his arms and sat on the edge of the bed again.
“I love you,” I whispered, kissing his shoulder and running
a gentle hand over his back—touching the scars that were there. I had noticed
them after he had transformed back into his human form from his werewolf state,
but he could not provide an explanation. I couldn’t help but wonder, but
discussing it made him uncomfortable so I avoided the subject.
“I love you too, Anna. Don’t ever think otherwise,” he
murmured back, kissing my lips, “Now let’s get dressed and go downstairs for
breakfast.” I nodded with a satisfied sigh. He set me down gingerly and then
went about retrieving his clothes from the floor, disappearing into his room. I
opened my bags and pulled out a fresh blouse and trousers, digging out one of
my more comfortable bodices. Then I loosened the buckles on my thigh-highs and
slipped them on, buckling them back up tightly. I grabbed my weapons belt from
the floor, attaching it around my waist and checking everything.
“Ready?” I jumped at his voice, looking over at my door. He
was already standing there, an eyebrow raised.
“How long have you been here?” I asked exasperatedly. He
seemed to find this funny and laughed, opening the door for me.
“Since the blouse,” he chuckled low, hooking arms with me
and ushering me down the hallway. I hit him in the arm; a scolding expression
forming on my face and this seemed to only further amuse him so I bit my lip,
looking ahead.
“So what’s the plan after breakfast?” I asked, trying to
bring us back to business. He shrugged a little too indifferently.
“Not much you can do when the town is surrounded by snow…”
He answered. I scoffed, reverting to his proper name while we were in public.
“Mister Van Helsing, this is very unlike you! We came here
to do a job. Now, I suppose it would be best that we investigate the town
bureau and see what they have to say about things,” I suggested.
“It’s closed,” he replied.
“The town bureau is closed?” My eyes went wide and I looked
at him. He nodded a little solemnly and we seated ourselves in the dining area
before a roaring fire. He pulled out a seat for me and pushed me in, sitting
across from me with a sigh, staring off at the fire.
“The Vatican hasn’t given me much of a lead on this one. It
seems we’re going to have to question the locals,” he finally stated after a
while. I nodded as the waiter came to take our orders and then scuttled off to
retrieve the food.
“Right…” I sighed. We sat for a while in silence and I
contemplated our situation. So if most of the town offices were closed, if not
the entire town, it was going to be hard finding people period. I ed,
ed,
slumping a little. We didn’t talk again until the food arrived. I suppose maybe
I felt a little awkward after our… experience upstairs. Gabriel seemed to find
this amusing however, and I could see his eyes sparkle at me every time I
caught his glance.
“Well I guess we’re just going to have to do a door-to-door
inquisition,” I suggested, starting in on my breakfast and not looking at him.
This was a mission and I had to be sure he stuck to it. I began wondering if he
was doing this on purpose… just to aggravate me.
“Ah, Anna,” Gabriel chuckled a little and pulled out
something from his pocket. It was a map. He pushed aside the food for a moment
and spread the map out, motioning for me to slide my chair over next to him. I
did so and looked at the map. “The Vatican sent me this map just before we
left,” he said, “The good thing is that it pinpoints all of the possible
locations of our so-called ‘pagan sorceress.’ The bad thing is that there are
so many places and they are all spaced out. Thus, we cannot possibly visit each
area. We are going to have to narrow it down based on series of events. I am
hoping to locate whoever is in charge of the town’s logs and we’ll start
there.”
“You could have just told me you had a plan instead of
making me think you didn’t,” I scoffed a little, moving my chair back across
from him. He grinned.
“I like to see you think,” he stated.
“This is no time to joke around,” I snapped slightly,
glaring at him. He chuckled again, sipping his tea (which I’m sure was a little
on the cool side by now).
“After Dracula, a Sorceress is going to be no problem for
me,” he said.
“Well let’s not put all of our eggs in one basket and get
over-confident about it,” I answered sternly, “You never know what this
countryside holds for you. You could very well be in over your head.”
“Are you calling me arrogant?” He asked, raising a brow at
me. I really wanted to hit him. I gulped down the rest of the tea with a sour
expression on my face and pushed back my chair.
“Yes, Mister Van Helsing, I am!” At that, I pushed in my
chair and returned upstairs to my room to write in my log. This time, I locked
the door—both of them.
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