Misfortune of the Best Kind.

Part 6

Christine had left soon after entering. Anna felt hollow. Christine could always leave so easily. Gabriel had stayed behind - browsing between the bookshelves.

Why did it make her so nervous having him here? It’s not as if he was doing anything that should make her nervous. He was just looking at the books, he wasn’t paying her any attention - but that damn smirk he wore was making her suspicious, as if he was about to do something that she wasn’t going to like.

“Have you anything on myth?” His question startled her out of her musing.

“Ummm…what kind of myth?” Anna asked.

“Perhaps on vampires. I always enjoy those.” Gabriel said and gave a little amused chuckle.

“Y-yeah, I have something like that.”

Anna walked from behind her counter and motioned for him to follow her. She stopped in front of the myth section and began to brows the titles. When she saw something that he might find interesting she pulled it out.

“A child’s book?” Gabriel raised an eyebrow.

“I’m sorry, but that’s the only kind that we offer on the horror mythology monsters.” Anna said apologetically.

Gabriel looked up from the book he was holding. “Do you believe in vampires?”

“No.” Anna said not looking at him, but at the book in his hands. She just noticed the paleness of his hands and his artistically long fingers. “Do you?” She asked as she wondered if, perhaps, he played an instrument.

“Oh yes, absolutely.”

Anna snapped her head up, noticing that his voice sounded close. And it was. Gabrielle was a breath away. Anna tried to back away from him, but the bookcase stopped her. Gabriel took a step closer. Put one of his hands to rest on the case behind her and leaned towards her.

“Did you know that vampires are descendants of incubus. Thus explaining their power to so easily overpower the opposite sex.” He asked in a deceptively casual voice.

“Really? Now, ‘that’ I had not known.” Anna said in a somewhat breathless voice. “Umm… I r-r-really should go back.” Anna stuttered as she tried to dislodge herself from behind him.

“Now Anna is that anyway to treat a costumer?” Gabriel slammed her back against the shelf and Anna gasped in surprise. “I really don’t like being ignored.” Gabrielle hissed in her ear.

“Now l-listen he-here mister. You’re n-not allowed t-to treat me l-like th-this.” Anna stuttered trying to sound firm but knowing that she was failing miserably.

“Oh, is that a fact?” Gabriel purred mockingly.

“Then I suppose that I’m not allowed to do this…” He dropped the book he was holding, snacked his hand around her hips where he grasped her ass and forcefully ground her pelvis to his own. Anna shrieked in anger, while Gabriel simply smirked.

“Stop now.” Anna yelled at him, pushing at his chest. Her heart was doing that out of control thumping again. She felt like her lungs were slowly collapsing in on each other because breathing became very hard. She breathed in hard, ragged breaths. Her chest hurt, or was it her heart. 'I'm sorry.'

“And if I don’t?” Gabriel panted as he continued grinding against her. She could feel his cool breath on her face. She noticed that it had no smell. It was just cool air. His panting was vulgar and it made her turn her face away because she knew that she wasn't far behind sounding just like him.

“I’ll..I’ll..” Anna bit her lower lip to keep the moan from emerging, but did not succeed.

Gabriel laughed and continued to grind his erection against Anna’s jean-clad mound. She felt a something warm and wet within and realized that she was wet. Startled she looked back at him. She wanted to know if he could tell, and by his infuriating smirk Anna knew he could. She turned her head away so not to have to look at him, but Gabriel violently grabbed her chin, turned her head towards him and kissed her.

Anna tried to tell him to stop, but the moment she opened her mouth Gabrielle forced his tongue into her. Anna had never felt this way. She was so hot, and her core was pulsing with desire. But her head swam with Christine's laughing face. She wanted to curl into a ball, allow herself to cry and never look another person in the face.

Gabriel ripped his mouth from hers and roughly began pushing her pants down. “Fuck, I sure as hell didn’t have to deal with this in my time.” Anna thought she heard him mumble, but wasn’t certain since she was trying to keep from collapsing. When her pants were down below her knees, her underwear joined them. She panted. Her gaze was unfocused.

“Now lets get reacquainted. God, have I’ve missed that beautiful cunt of yours.” Gabriel growled.

“What do you mean…” Anna stopped abruptly for Gabriel had pushed three fingers into her. She was being stretched to her limits and it hurt like hell.

“Please stop.” Anna begged in a pathetic tone.

“No.” Gabriel said in a triumphant voice. “You deserve everything I do to you, you little slut." His voice turned to rage. His actions became rougher. “Do you think I don’t know about that little shit you were with? You let him touch you! Do you remember, my sweet innocent Anna. But not so innocent are you!?” With that statement he pushed more roughly into her.

What was he talking about? Who did she let touch her? She was so confused and in so much pain.

“Please s-stop.” Anna sobbed. She clenched her eyes shot. Maybe she could pretend she wasn't there. That he wasn't there. That she was good, like she was before he ruined her.

“Why Anna?” Gabriel asked in a calm voice. She thought she might have detected a slight plea in his tone, but she must have been wrong. “You like what I’m doing to you, so why should I stop?”

Her eyes snapped open. How could he say something like that. She had never been in so much pain in her life. But then it truck her...He was right. Her walls were pulsating, she felt so close, closer than she had ever felt before.

“I’m going to punish you before I forgive you, Anna. Remember that.” Gabriel whispered in her ear. Her last restrains shattered after he said that. She let out a hoarse yell and arched her back. Gabriel felt her walls clench around his fingers and a stream of liquid cover them a moment later.


The last thing she sew before she was enveloped by darkness was Gabriel licking his fingers slowly, looking at her like she had hurt him. But that couldn't be possible. She had never done anything to him.