Sixty-Nine: Your Turn

I had a newfound level of energy when we returned home that night. I had expected to be tired after our run, but it seemed to wipe the soreness away and rejuvenate me. Though it was late, and I was sure Gabriel had to get up early in the morning, as soon as we walked through the front door Gabriel spun me around and pushed me against the hard surface.

"You did so well, my mate." He whispered as he ran his nose along my jaw. "I loved seeing you running next to me."

My lips parted as he slid his across my neck, finding their way to my mark. The feeling of his warm tongue sliding against the scared skin had me at a loss for words. A thud was heard in the quiet of the room as my head dropped back against the wood of the door.

"You've always been so good about submitting to me." The rasp in his voice had my panties dampening instantly. I would submit to this man anytime.

His fingers tightened around my hips, the tips digging into the softness I had there. My shoulder blades pressed into