Page 98 of Wolf.e

“That’s my girl. Taking every fucking inch of me… this perfect, messy little cunt.”

“Yes...” I chant.

“You want me to fill you up until I’m dripping down your thighs?”

“Yes…”

“Your blood and my cum will be there waiting for me when I take you again,”

“Yes…” It’s all I have.

Gabriel rocks forward and leans me back, holding his bike steady by the handlebars as he fucks into me. I move with him in perfect sync, my head resting on the fuel tank as my hands come up above me to meet his, bracing myself against his forceful thrusts as my hips roll against him and the speaker’s words become our soundtrack.

“Even the darkest hearts have light somewhere—”

Gabriel growls as he thrusts into me as deep as he can, it pinches, then an unstoppable pleasure washes through me.

“Take all of my cock the way your greedy pussy begs to, Brinley. Come while you listen to them tell you all the ways their God can save you.”

“Yes,” I cry, out biting into my bottom lip so hard I taste copper.

“But let me be clear, little hummingbird. The only one who can save you is me. And the only one who can breathe life into my dark soul is you. We save each other.”

It's too much, his words, where we are, the depth at which Gabriel fucks me while I wear his cut. Our bodies moving together on the back of his bike to the holy sounds of the service beyond.

I crumble. I crumble like a pillar of salt in the wind beneath his strong hands.

I moan his name as he takes over, fucking into me like a man crazed. My hips quiver forward as the orgasm rips through me and robs me of my breath.

“I’m re-born in your name, Brinley Rose. And you in mine. Take every single fucking drop from me.” Gabriel reaches down and grabs my ass so tight; I know I’ll be bruised tomorrow but I don’t care, I pray he squeezes me harder.

“Go and find those who need your help and do your duty… share your light, help them to be good like us.”

The speaker finishes his sermon to a round of applause.

Gabriel squeezes my hips harder and groans into my lips, I cry out his name amidst the applause and cheers as I fully unravel.

“This tight, bloody little cunt taking all of me,” Gabriel says as he pulls me up slightly and takes in the sight of my blood on his cock.

“Fuck, I love it,” Gabriel growls, his eyes dark and full of lust when his gaze moves back to mine. One hand comes off my hip and moves to my throat, his lips hover over mine, a raw intensity lines his tone.

“Now, give me another one, Brin, and when you do, let every fucking person here know you’re mine. Let them know who your king is.”

Gabriel squeezes my throat even tighter, making it difficult to breathe as he takes total control, moving me the way he wants, just enough to keep perfect pressure on my clit, his cock buried so deep inside me. My muscles tighten and my pussy clenches around him as I do exactly what he wants.

I start to come again. My nails sink into his warm back and the way I’m crying out has to be noticeable to whoever is in earshot but I’m the furthest thing from caring.

“Yours…” I cry as my eyes flutter closed and my body goes limp under his hold. “I’m yours, Gabe.”

“Fucking right, you are… mine,” Gabriel growls as he comes undone, spilling into me, uttering my name and words I can’t quite make out, his face buried between my breasts.

“Mine,” he repeats.

His warmth consumes me. I feel him everywhere yet still I want more.

Gabriel and I melt into each other, our chests heaving, and I know that any piece of the old Brinley is dead and gone. I’ve been born again right here on the back of his bike to this beast of a man who wants every dark and wicked part of me.

The man I know I’m falling desperately in love with.

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