Tangle (BWWM)

Chapter 3 - Sins of the Past

Trigger warning: Themes of sexual assault

Before she could react to his words, Vincent forced his lips onto Gabrielle's mouth. She let out a surprised yelp. His lips caressed her mouth slowly and sensually as his hands left hers to wrap around her body. He gently placed them on her hips and the small of her back, as if he were trying to be romantic. Gabrielle thrashed against him, trying to break the embrace. Suddenly, an unseen force froze her body.

Gabrielle panicked. What was happening to her? Why couldn't she fight him?

Vincent's soft kisses moved from her mouth, making a trail down her cheek and stopped when he reached her neck. For some reason, and much to her fear, Gabrielle was overcome with a feeling of pleasure. How could her body betray her at a time like this? How could she be reacting this way to the touch of an unknown man? Was it really her? Just as the thought crossed her mind, a moan escaped her lips at the feeling of his tongue licking her skin tenderly. A cocky snicker escaped his throat in response.

She tried to fight him, tried to scream, but her body WOULD NOT move! And damn this man for how he made her body feel. It scared her that he could do that... "Please," she whispered. "Please, stop."

Instead of responding, he bit down on her neck, teeth sharp as needles. Gabrielle yelped at the unexpected pain that was soon replaced with a hot, sensual pleasure that she could not describe. Vincent's hand went into her hair and pulled her head back so that more of her neck was available to him.

He groaned at the taste of her blood. It was sweet, warm, inviting him to drink more and more! It was like nothing he had ever tasted before. A quick shudder ran up his spine and around the rest of his body, bringing him a sudden awareness. However, he would have to remember his control. It would be all too easy to drain her, but he needed her alive. Taking a deep breath and one last gulp, he pulled his fangs out of her skin. His tongue passed over the wounds to pick up any residual blood that trickled away from its desired path.

She tasted beautiful, like the finest wine he'd ever drunk. He licked his lips as if to get one last taste of her. Pulling away from her frozen body, he smirked. "What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost." He laughed at her frozen expression, taking her hand in his once more. He stepped to the side and pulled her to her chair, making her sit down. "I'll check back in with you later. By then the shock should have worn off." Vincent leaned in and pressed a soft peck on her forehead. "Work hard, love."

With that he was gone. Gabrielle stared after him in disbelief as he closed the door. She could do nothing for a while but sit there in shock and horror. She felt violated and very much deceived! Soon enough, the tears flowed from her eyes. She sank into her chair as her sobs increased. What the hell had she gotten herself into?

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"You did you what?!" Jacques stared at his cousin in bewilderment.

"I drank from her. I want to begin the bonding process," Vincent explained while taking a sip of his scotch neat. He and Jacques had met up at a high-end bar owned by one of their incubus friends in the city after work. They both sat in stools at the counter, suit jackets off and ties removed, recalling the day's events.

Jacques cast Vincent a disapproving look. "Mon Dieu, Vincent... You forced her to offer her blood to you? That's considered stealing! Let alone sexually assaulting her." It was more than ironic that he had broken the same policies that they themselves wrote when conceiving the company. "You of all people should know how to win a woman over. Use your charm!" Vincent rolled his eyes in response. "Roll your eyes until they fall out. You know I'm right."

He scoffed. "Please, Jacques tell me how much you know about women," Vincent begged sarcastically.

"Well for one thing, I know that they DON'T like to be forced. Common sense should have told you that." He shook his head, taking a sip of his own scotch. "Hell, you may have entirely ruined your chances of getting her now, you fuck up. As for how much I know about women, I guess you forgot that I have a wife and child back in London."