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I don’t get a chance to say anything before he presses the tip of his finger against my hole, circling, and taunting me. I don’t get a chance to beg him or plead before he’s pushing forward and stuffing me full of his thick finger. My ass clenches, a strained moan leaving my lips.

“You look so fucking good with my finger shoved in your ass. The way your hole fits my finger so well, I bet it would fit my cock even better,” he growls, yanking my head back by my hair. Our eyes connect the same angry eyes that I once thought meant he was pissed at me for something I didn’t know I did. Only to learn that he’s not angry, in fact, he just craves me—craves my body and the way it reacts to him.

I whimper at the loss of his finger. I don’t think he understands how much I truly need him inside me.

“Hmm, such a slut,” he murmurs, dragging his tongue across my jaw over my lips. My eyes begin to flutter closed. It’s then he aggressively shoves his tongue into my mouth. It’s sloppy and fierce, but I love it. “Fuck,” he hisses pulling back. My lips chase after him, not wanting to let his mouth go for one second. “Not only is your hole needy for me, but so is your mouth. So, fucking needy,” he whispers against my mouth. “Is your cock needy for my mouth again? I should make you beg for it. Imagine that you’re on your knees, crawling to me. Begging for my cock, begging to be filled. You’d be a good boy and take all my cum, wouldn’t you? You’d swallow it all like a good boy.”

I’m nodding my head before I even realize it. Anything to be his good boy. Fuck, I’d give him a kidney if that’s what he wanted.

Suddenly I’m being lifted, my pants thrown to the ground before Tobias sits down settling me on his knees. Not looking away once, Tobias unzips his pants taking his delicious cock out. I whimper, needing it in me right now.

Grabbing my cock, he presses them together, a strained hiss escaping my mouth when he starts stroking us together. Tobias’ eyes darken, his breathing picking up as he glances down at my weeping cock. I can’t wait for it anymore. Ripping his hand away, I climb further up, reaching around and I place the head of his cock at my hole. Baring down, his cock and piercings splitting me open burns, but I don’t stop until I’m seated back on his thighs.

“F-fuck, Gabriel,” Tobias hisses, his hands gripping my hips. Smiling down at him, I plant my feet on the couch, my hands on his chest. Pushing up, I slam back down.

“Fuck!”

“Shhh, love,” I mumble, trying my darndest to not cry out either, but he feels too good. “We don’t want your family to come in here thinking I’m violating you,” I smirk when his eyes pop open, glaring up at me.

“Keep that smart mouth up and I’m going to stuff it full.”

“Yeah? And how do you plan to do that with my ass stuffed with your co—”

Tobias cuts me off, shoving three fingers into my mouth. Using one hand he holds my ass up, thrusting up. My moans are garbled, drool running down my chin and his wrist.

“Look at you, taking my cock so good,” he mumbles, his fingers stretching my mouth wide, his cock pounding into me. I can’t even imagine what I look like, but I couldn’t care less either. Not when Tobias’ eyes darken, his hand leaving my mouth, grabbing onto my length.

“To-Tobias,” I whimper.

“You can take it, Little Rabbit. That ass was made to take my cock. So that’s exactly what you’re going to do. Take me like the good little slut you are. Make me cum in your ass,” he growls. Spitting on mytip, he rubs his hand over the head before pumping faster. Between his dirty mouth, his dick inside me, and the way his large hand covers most of me, I am going to cum. A lot faster than I would like.

“I’m gonna cum,” I whisper, my breath ragged. I can barely hold back, so the moment Tobias yanks me forward, our mouths fused together, I’m cumming into his hand, my ass clenching around his length causing his own release to shoot inside me. Tobias' hips slowly relax, a sigh leaving his lips into my mouth.

“We... we should clean up,” I mumbled, remembering the fact that Salem or Zane could walk in at any second. I don’t think they’d appreciate us banging on their couch.

When Tobias doesn’t say anything, I risk glancing down. I hate how hard he is to read sometimes as if he’s trying his hardest to hide any feelings or emotions.

“Love?” I whisper, my hands cupping his neck. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, let’s go.” Lifting me off his lap, he stuffs his softening dick back into his pants, leaving me there confused on the couch over what the fuck just happened.

21

Gabriel

Tobias didn’t speak at all during dinner, not when Salem or Zane tried talking to him or when one of the handlers that helped around the farm came over. It was quick after he disappeared into the room, and I found him sleeping in bed. I racked my brain trying to think of why Tobias just decided to leave me naked on the couch. I barely got myself together before Salem and Zane had walked back inside. Of course, Salem had a knowing look.

“Gabriel?” Salem mumbles, walking into the kitchen. “What are you doing up?” she asks, grabbing a coffee cup.

Glancing at the clock, I’m not surprised when I read four eighteen.

“I uh, haven’tgone to bed,” I whisper. Holding my own coffee, I take a sip, needing to hide in shame. I shouldn’t be upset or embarrassed that the man I’m falling for is being a complete ass to me.

“He still not talking to you?”

I shouldn’t be surprised that she noticed his bad attitude. She probably knows more about him, and the realization makes a pit in my stomach. I shouldn’t be bothered. But the fact that he has a hard time opening up to me, I hate it.

Shaking my head, I basically down the rest of my coffee as Salem stares at me and continues to even as she fixes her cup of sugar with a hint of coffee.

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