Page 36 of A Simple Mistake (Deadly Mistakes #1)

THIRTY-SIX

Liam

Present

The door opens and I just love the fact that Gabriel lets himself in. It might have to do with the fact that I’m holding his cat hostage until he decides to move in with me.

“Hey, handsome,” I say.

He flashes me his phone with a picture of Lucy Fur standing next to a paper that says, “Move in or else.” Honestly, I thought it was beautifully done. “You’re now blackmailing me?”

“Perhaps.”

“And what is this ‘or else’?”

“Or else I shave her, obviously.”

“Obviously… And we have a deal. We’re going to go on some dates, do a few normal things such as make decisions together about where we want to live, and then we’ll move in together.”

“Sounds foolish,” I say as I go for him.

“Don’t you dare try picking me up. You are wounded .”

“I am completely healed. I went to work today!”

“Against everything the doctor recommended.”

“I threatened multiple people today.”

“Isn’t that what heals you?”

“Right! But I want to hold you, and then I’m going to feed you, and then I’m going to make you forget you were ever going to leave this house.”

Gabriel walks up to me and drapes his arms around my neck. “I think you should be in bed resting.”

“Yeah? What happens if I go rest in bed?”

“Then I will come in and dote on you.”

“Oh… my god… my side… the pain! The misery!” I cry as I decide that I have royally fucked this all up. I could have had Gabriel doting on me for weeks if I’d milked this fucking gunshot. “Do you think Jeffers would shoot me again?”

“Get your ass in bed.”

“I’m going, sir. Watch me go!”

“And get out of those stuffy clothes.”

“Of course,” I say as I quickly push my pants down and toss them in the basket before unbuttoning my shirt which I also toss. I climb into bed as I question if this was a tactic to get me out of his hair as he grabbed his things and ran for home, but I’m not left waiting too long before Gabriel walks into the room and over to the bed.

His fingers trail over my side. “You promise me you’re not too hurt?”

“I promise you that I could lift a car up right at this moment if it’d impress you.”

“What do you think I could do to keep you from pushing yourself too much?”

“Honestly, tying me up is probably the only thing.”

“That’s what I was thinking too,” he says as he slaps a handcuff over my wrist then brings the chain up and around the headboard before snapping the other side onto my remaining wrist. “Is this pulling on your side?”

“Not in the slightest. I swear it’s pretty much healed.”

“You don’t seem interested in listening to reason, so I guess this is my last choice.”

“Are you going to handcuff me to the headboard and then collect all your things and run off? Because if you do, I’ll probably cry.”

“Well… the first thing I should probably do is give you your clothes back,” he says as he unbuttons the shirt he’s wearing while I watch. My eyes track every movement as he slips each button through the hole before shrugging it off his shoulders. He drops it on the floor before slowly shifting his pants off his hips so they drop to the floor, where he kicks them off. When I look up, I find that his eyes are on mine as I realize that I’m loving whatever the fuck is happening.

Gabriel tugs down his underwear, freeing his cock as he drops his underwear to the ground.

“Fucking hell, you know just how to heal me,” I decide.

“Do I? Why are you still wearing these?” He climbs onto the bed and hooks the edge of my underwear with a finger before letting the band snap back.

“Well… because if you weren’t implying sex, I thought it might be a bit awkward if I was just freeballing it when you came in.”

“Yeah?” he asks as he drags my underwear down. “Honestly, it wouldn’t be the weirdest thing I’ve seen you do.”

“What are you talking about? I do everything with just the right amount of sexiness to it,” I assure him.

That makes him laugh as he leans over me to fetch the lube and a condom before flicking the condom back into the drawer with a grin. Oh fucking hell, this man is beautiful and perfect and somehow, I ended up with him. How the hell did I end up with the best man in existence? I almost feel bad for the rest of humanity who are stuck with far less superior beings, then I remember that I only care about Gabriel and realize I don’t actually feel bad at all.

He squeezes lube onto his fingers before leaning down to take the head of my cock in his mouth. And as he does, his hand slides back to his ass, giving me the pleasure of watching him touch himself. I really wish his ass was facing this way so I could watch his fingers sink into himself, but I’m also loving the view of his lips sinking down my length, so I’m definitely not going to complain. The heat of his mouth, the way his tongue moves around me before he takes me in deeper makes me moan. He’s such a handsome man. Such a perfect man.

Gabriel pulls nearly off my cock, sucking just the tip before his eyes flick up to meet mine. He sits up as I watch him draw his fingers out of his hole before stroking my cock.

“I can just suck you off if it’s too much. You promise to tell me if it hurts?”

“Definitely,” I say, positive that someone could stab me at this moment, and I still wouldn’t tell him to stop. He glides lube down my cock before lifting himself above me. He reaches down and takes my cock in hand then guides it under his ass where I feel the head rub against his hole.

Gabriel slowly lowers himself down, so slow that I’ve decided this is the new torture. And only when the head of my cock is barely breaching his body does he stop. “You have to promise me that if I’m going to trust you… if I’m going to be with you, that you have to care more about yourself. You can’t fucking run off after getting shot. You can’t throw yourself in front of me when someone’s shooting at me. You can’t risk your life.”

“I would rather not lie to you,” I say, watching the way his fingers shift on my length as he hovers above me.

“Liam,” he warns. “You care so much about me, then care about what would happen to me if something happened to you. Care about the fact that you’d never be around to protect me or love me.”

I hesitate as that sinks in. “I… will throw someone else in front of the bullet next time,” I promise him.

He sighs but must agree because he sinks down a little bit. “We’ll work on that,” he decides.

Gabriel drops down on my cock as I feel his tight body squeeze around me. He lifts up once before sinking down until I’m completely inside of him, then traces his hand down his abdomen to his own cock. “Feels so fucking good with you this deep inside me,” he says as he rocks his hips. “You promise I’m not hurting you?”

“Promise,” I reply, wanting to reach out to him but at the same time loving that I can’t. Loving that I’m completely at his mercy as he lifts himself up again before plunging back down on my cock. He moans as he rides me, his hand rapidly stroking himself. He draws up until my cock nearly pulls out of him before leaning in to kiss me.

“I love you,” I say as our lips part.

“I love you too.”

“Move in with me.”

“Soon. Don’t use my weakened state of mind to persuade me.”

“Fine.”

He drives back down on my cock and bliss grips me tightly. He’s careful of my side but he really doesn’t have to be when I’m pretty much healed, yet there’s no persuading him of that. Instead, he keeps one hand on his thigh and the other on his cock as he rides me until pleasure seems to take hold of him.

My own balls tighten, unable to hold out much longer as his body squeezes around my cock and he moans. He strokes his cock as come hits my body before he sinks down on me with a groan, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve seen.

I let go of my restraint and release inside him as he shifts on my cock before settling with me still deep inside. His breath comes in pants as he leans forward and slowly lifts himself off me. He sinks down by my side, pressing his lips near my ear as he whispers, “You can have all of me.”

And the possessiveness that rests inside of me rears its head.

Gabriel fumbles with the cuffs before they drop free, and I gather him up in my arms.

“Did you already forget about your side?”

“I forgot nothing,” I say as I pull him in closer. I wrap an arm around him before the other snakes around his ass, pulling him in tightly. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“Hmmm…”

“Don’t deny it and definitely don’t fight it,” I tease.

“I’m with you… and I might still be questioning things, but I’m questioning them a whole lot less than I used to. I want to know more about you, Liam. But right now… I guess I’m afraid to know the answer.”

“Is that why you’re hesitating to move in?”

“I don’t know. I don’t even know if I want to know right now. I’m scared that if I know more details, I’ll run, but I’m also scared that I won’t run. Not that I want to run… just that it’s so different for me than you. I love you, Liam, I really do. And I trust you. And I believe in you. But let me take it slow, okay? I promise I’m not going anywhere. I want to spend the night tonight, and hell… you can spend the night at my place tomorrow.”

I draw my fingers over his bare skin, wishing I didn’t cause so much turmoil inside of him. But if he’s here with me now… then I know we can get through everything together. “I will do anything you want. And when you’re ready, I can tell you everything you want to know.”

“Okay. Thank you,” he says as he squeezes me tighter. “Soon. Just not tonight. Tonight, I just want to live in my bliss of knowing that I’m safe and that awful man isn’t waiting in the shadows for me.”

“I will always make sure you’re safe,” I assure him.

“And I hope I can do the same for you… or at least try. You’re mighty stubborn.”

“I’ve never been stubborn.”

“Highly ridiculous and stubborn.”

“Possibly.”

“And you and Lucille Pawl still need to become best friends.”

“She bit me today. She was like ‘Look at my fluffy belly’ and I was like ‘Hell no, cat, I would never fall for that.’”

“But you fell for it?”

“It was a moment of weakness. I think it’s your constant cooing about how cute she is that made my brain momentarily misfire and I thought she was possibly… lightly… touchable.”

Gabriel laughs while trying to kiss my cheek. “Wow, you’ll be won over by her before we know it.”

“How disgusting.”

“Ah, so much. I can’t wait until you meet my parents. And we should go on more dates.”

“Of course. I’d love to show you around so other weaker humans can feel disappointed that they don’t have you.”

“Definitely not what I had in mind.”

“Definitely what I had in mind,” I say as I kiss him, pleased that he’s safe in my arms, and knowing that nothing will ever come between us and make it out alive.

Lucy Fur leaps up onto me and Gabriel immediately starts kissing the cat. “Hey, my sweets. Did you miss Daddy?”

Nothing will ever come between us… besides the cat, that is. She tosses her tail right into my mouth and starts kneading my skin. All the worry Gabriel had over my life is thrown right out the window as he watches his cat deskin me and seems to love every moment of it.

I guess I do too.