Page 60 of Wolf.e

I feel everything in my body, every cell, every nerve ending. I feel his movements like an echo surrounding me. The warmth of his breath, the bite of his teeth on my neck, the pleasure and pain of Gabriel filling me, the reaction of my body to his.

It’s all right here, so close, yet I can’t quite grasp it. I’m floating.

This is ecstasy.

Gabriel holds my body up against the wall, keeping himself rooted as deep as he possibly can inside of me, bare. I have no idea if he’s clean, but something in me says he most certainly would be. The odd thing that resonates with me is that he didn’t ask if I was on the pill, which I am. But those are the least of my worries, because right now, I’ve never felt anything like him, and I swear he’s going to split me in two.

My body fights to both hold him and push him out as the rough attic wall bites into my shoulder blades. Gabriel moves his hands down my thighs to my calves, where he unlocks my ankles from around his waist. He slides each of his large hands up my thighs, cupping them from underneath as he spreads me wide against the wall, holding me up with just the strength of his arms. Gabriel’s thumbs press into my inner thighs with a bruising grip as he pulls out of me and brutally fucks back in. I inch up the wall a little further with every bottomless thrust. His hooded gaze bounces between where we connect and my expression, as if he’s memorizing how every touch affects me. I feel every single wrung of the ladder along his shaft as my pussy swallows them one by one. I’ve never felt anything like him as he spreads my thighs even further apart.

“This tight little cunt… sucking my cock in so deep…” Gabriel growls as he watches himself fuck me slowly. “You’re taking me so well, little hummingbird… Mmm… So fucking tight. So fucking wet. So fucking perfect. You’re ruining me.” His words are low and finish with groans that tell me they’re true.

He drives into me again and again, all the while the wood eats at my shoulders. Somehow, it enhances the pleasure.

Gabriel doesn’t take it easy; he doesn’t let me fully adjust, he’s on a mission for taking, claiming, his own pleasure at the forefront.

I want this. I never realized how much until his body connected with mine, but I want it. The brutality fuels me. I don’t want his mercy or his ease. I want him to own me. I want him to need me so badly that it’s a violent, uncontrollable want, a raging fire that can’t be stopped.

Gabriel slams into me, pulling all the way out to his tip, then driving back into me again, my breathing becomes so shallow I may faint. But then, just when I think I can’t take anymore, my core begins to tighten, and my body begs for more of the harsh way he fucks me.

I give in, I wrap my arms tighter around his strong shoulders and grip his hair, it’s all I have for leverage. I start to move with him, my nipples graze his chest and harden further. My entire body begins to heat.

“That’s it. You want to watch me fuck you? You want to see how your body begs for my cum now?” He nods to where we connect.

“I—I can’t take it…” I trail off, watching us move together. There are no words as the pain blends into pleasure until there’s no line between the two.

“Yes, you fucking can,” he growls, showing me that he craves my submission as much as I crave the beast in him.

He's just as lost as I am.

We’re lost together.

His hands tighten to a bruising hold around my thighs.

I spiral, electricity flows through every cell as my orgasm seeks my core. I whimper as Gabriel drives into me without relent, I’ve given up on trying to even breathe properly. He slows his pace but doesn’t slow the depth he punishes me with.

“The things I want to do to you.” Thrust.

“I want to break you.” Thrust.

“Bruise you.” Thrust.

“Tear you apart and then piece you back together.” Thrust.

“Gabriel, please,” I cry out as the orgasm takes hold of every fiber of my being.

“Say my name, say it as you soak my cock.”

“Gabriel…” I trail off because I have nothing left as I come all over his cock.

His groan is deep and unforgiving as his name lingers on my lips. My body tenses and I pull so tight to his hair I think I could pull it from his skull. It’s the pain he craves.

Gabriel bites at my skin, then sucks to soothe it, all while thrusting into me like a man crazed. I feel him stiffen even more just before his warmth spreads through me. I don’t have any fight left when he bites my bottom lip so hard the taste of copper fills my mouth.

“Brin, Fuck,” Gabriel groans as his cock jerks and pulses inside me. The slow trickle of blood drips down my chin but I’m gone.

Let me bleed.

My head falls back against the dusty attic wall, and I feel Gabriel’s tongue slide up my throat and over my chin, collecting my blood. I tip my head forward to see the scarlet of me covering his lips.

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