The Fugitive - Chapter 148

Esme stared after her friend who had met her first mate and was almost killed by him. She shivered from the memory of Marcus falling down that cliff. The idea of losing him or Gabriel to Ethan would utterly destroy her, which was why she didn’t plan on intentionally seeking him out. But that was something the she-wolf needed to think more about than her passing thoughts of her vile first mate.

“Enough of that,” Gabriel whispered behind her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his nose into her hair, sneakily smelling her scent. “When you are ready, we will sort it out.”

Esme nodded and leaned her back into him, closing her eyes momentarily as she relaxed in his hold. She felt so lucky to have another mate, and not just any but Gabriel. Esme never imagined after their little flirtations that it would lead to this. Typically, when mates met for the first time, they knew as soon as they met each other’s eyes, but of course, she didn’t imagine having another mate, and one that was a vampire. There was nothing normal about her and Gabriel.

Esme sighed in contentment, then turned around and slid her hands up Gabriel’s chest as she stood on her tiptoes and gently kissed his lips. Gabriel’s hands moved down and groped her backside as his tongue gained entry to her mouth, deepening the kiss that set aflame her body. Her hands went around his neck, and he lifted her up until her legs wrapped around him. The air whipped her hair back, and she found herself sitting on the counter of the bar. She stared down at her mate, her hands going through his hair as she hungrily drew in his features.

Gabriel leaned his hands on the surface, his face closing in on her again as he drank her in.

“I missed you,” She whispered, inciting a cheeky smile from the vampire. She narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering what was going through his mind.

“The thing is..” Gabriel began huskily as he lowered his face to her neck and kissed her so softly she trembled and clutched his head. “You made me worry today..” Another featherlight kiss made her gasp. He lowered his head, letting his hair tickle her neck as he licked the mate mark. She groaned at the sudden sparks rushing through her and inciting an ache between her legs. “I don’t think you missed me that much,” He purred and looked back into her eyes again.

His own were bright and full of mischief that incited her own playfulness. She leaned back and relaxed her legs, her hands sliding down to his tie and tugging on it slightly. “How can I make you think otherwise?” She purred as her free hand trailed down to his belt buckle.

Gabriel lowered his head to her neck again, grazing his fangs against her skin. His hand tightened on the belt buckle as she groaned from the desire pooling in her core. He chuckled and pulled back abruptly and turned around, walking away from her. Esme’s jaw went slack, and her lips dropped open.

“You tease!” She grabbed a napkin and threw it his way, but it fluttered to the floor nowhere near him.

Gabriel shook his head. “I am more than satisfied with the look on your face right now.” He backed away slowly, almost egging her on to do something.

“You like the look of dissatisfaction on your mate’s face, huh?” She questioned as a bright idea came to her mind. She hopped off the bar and bent over to remove her boots and socks, then dropped them by her side.

Esme purposely blocked her mind, knowing now how easily he could read her thoughts.

“What are you thinking…” Isana trailed off after reading her thoughts and snickered. “Oh.. this will be fun!”

Esme smiled at Gabriel enticingly and sauntered over to where he stood. He watched her curiously, and she could even feel him attempting to enter her mind; the cold slender fingers reached around it, but he could not enter. Gabriel narrowed his gaze slightly but didn’t say anything. Esme stopped just before him and slid her hands up his chest again, biting her lip before grabbing his tie and leading him through the penthouse floor.

“Esme… What are you-”

“Shh..” She stopped and placed her finger over her mouth playfully. “I am proving how much I missed you.”

She tugged on his tie again and stopped before the piano next to the stairs; she suddenly pulled him roughly, so he toppled over, but his hands kept him upright, landing on the seat before the piano. “Es-”

“Sit,” She commanded, and he obeyed, his eyes lit up in amusement and curiosity.

“How do you plan on making it..” Gabriel began and trailed off as Esme slowly and seductively rolled her shirt over the top of her head, throwing it to the side. She climbed on top of him and began to grind on his lap; her mouth went to his neck, kissing and nibbling as her hands pulled down his suit jacket. It dropped to the ground as her mouth crashed into his, and she felt the bulge growing in his trousers.

Esme pulled away and smiled, stepping back to undo her jeans; she turned around, giving him the perfect view of the black lacey lingerie she wore under the jeans she was slowly pulling down. Esme really wished she was wearing something like tights, anything easier than jeans to pull off, but when she glanced at Gabriel, he was looking somewhat flustered as he undid his tie. Well, it was working no matter what she was wearing.

She stepped out of the jeans, wriggling her right foot slightly as it got caught, but she bit her tongue from any embarrassment she was feeling.

“I mean, you’re giving our mate a striptease..” Isana remarked dryly but still giggled at what she was going to do.

Esme slowly turned around and pulled her hair out of her ponytail, letting it fall down her back. She walked towards Gabriel slowly, then stopped just out of reach from his hand; he groaned impatiently, making her smile. She slid her fingers under her bra straps then followed the material of her lacy black bra to the back. Gabriel’s eyes became hooded with desire as he followed her actions.

The she-wolf stopped and tutted, moving her finger from side to side as she straddled him once more. His hands instantly went to her ass, and she smirked while pulling his tie off.

“Eyes or hands?” She whispered in his ear.

Gabriel glanced between her and the tie in her hands and chuckled while groping her firmly. “I think I can do a lot more with my hands than eyes, my saucy little minx,” He purred in delight.

Esme giggled and straightened as she reached behind his head to tie up the black tie; she giggled again when his face lowered into her breasts.

“Oops, I couldn’t see,” He smirked as he bit lightly into her skin. Esme hissed at the sudden desire shooting down to her throbbing core; his fangs barely touched her, but everywhere he felt caused her skin to tingle.

She gulped and forced herself to focus, shaking her head at how ridiculous his touch was. Her mate wasn’t even touching trying, and she was feeling wet.

Focus. Focus.

She flipped over on the seat, so her upper body leaned over his groin while she started to undo the laces of his stylish black shoes.

“Are you stripping me now?” Gabriel chuckled as his hand moved to caress her right butt cheek. “I feel more teased than satisfied at the moment. Are you sure you missed me?”

Esme rolled her eyes and calmed her racing heart. She pulled his shoes and socks off then hopped off the chair, kneeling between his legs as she slid her hands up his thighs and towards his crotch. She kept repeating the action, enjoying the slight hissing sound he made every time she brushed over his erection. The she-wolf unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down before resting her head on his groin and trailing her finger over the bulge in his boxers.

“Of course, I missed you. Are you not liking your treat?” She asked breathlessly, turning herself on as well. It was rather frustrating, really.

“I’ll like it more if you did something,” Gabriel drawled seductively. Even with his eyes covered, Esme was drawn towards him like she couldn’t help but give in to her urges.

Okay, maybe just one kiss…

Her mate was too darn sexy. She straddled him again and wrapped her arms around his neck as she claimed his mouth, entangling their tongues urgently with need. They kissed breathlessly, and Gabriel’s hands that gripped at her back found the clasp of her bra and unhooked it swiftly. She let go of his head and let the bra drop, his hands instantly cupped her breasts and began kneading and pinching her nipples.

“Hey, I thought I was meant to be relieving you?” She said breathlessly as her head tipped back. His arm went to her back, so she didn’t fall backwards, and his mouth attacked her breast passionately.

“Is that really what you wanted to do?” Gabriel asked as he licked, nibbled and kissed his way back up her skin to her lips, and his hand moved aside her underwear and slid a finger inside her slick folds. “For someone who was intent on teasing me.. you sure are ready for more.” His lips brushed against hers as he spoke, his warm breath sending shockwaves through her body.

Could she really beat him in a battle of seduction? She was already melting at his touch. Esme gasped when she felt the tip of his shaft at her entrance. “Did you think it would be funny shifting into your wolf and surprising me?” He asked as his length pushed into her stretching her agonisingly slowly.

He knew!?

Esme gasped, her mind consumed with what was between her legs now as her core sucked on him hungrily. “I-I ..” She shivered and bit her lip. “I don’t know what you mean!” She blurted out as he started to thrust into her slowly.

“Really now?” Gabriel pinched her nipple and claimed her mouth, pulling back abruptly before she could continue. “I saw your idea the moment you jumped off that bar.”

Esme bit her lip. “I must say though, I have enjoyed your striptease and now.. I’m going to enjoy the rest of you.” He pulled the tie from his eyes, startling her with the look of passion and playfulness behind them. His voice had been threateningly sweet, the right mixture to make her completely give up on the game he initially started. “Then, when we are done.. You can shift. Until then.. you play by my rules.”

Oh Goddess… why was he so damn sexy?