Page 131 of Rescuing Ally: Part 1

Hank pulls back, his gaze locked onto mine, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He runs a thumb over my lower lip, then turns his attention to Gabe.

“You want her?” he asks, his voice a deep, tempting drawl.

Gabe’s breath hitches, his movements becoming more urgent. He stands, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he approaches, his cock still hard and ready. Instead of taking me, he lifts me into his arms, a growl of raw desire escaping his lips.

“I’m taking her inside,” he tells Hank, his voice low and commanding, almost feral.

Hank nods, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

Gabe carries me inside, his arms strong and possessive, holding me firmly against his chest. The sensation of his hard body against mine sends ripples of anticipation and a hint of uncertainty through me.

As soon as we cross the threshold, he sets me down and presses me against the wall, his hands rough and demanding as they explore my body.

His eyes never leave mine. Then, he lifts me, pinning me against the wall with a force that steals my breath.

His bare cock teases my entrance, but he doesn’t thrust in immediately. Instead, he leans in, his mouth capturing mine in a bruising kiss, his teeth grazing my lower lip, drawing a gasp from deep within me.

His kiss is aggressive and demanding, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, claiming every inch of me.

My body responds, heat surging through me as his grip turns harder, more forceful. He presses his body againstmine, his hands moving to my breasts, squeezing and kneading them roughly. His fingers find my nipples, pinching and twisting until I’m arching against him, lifting onto my toes with the pain.

“You like that, don’t you?” he growls against my mouth, his voice rough and crude. “You like it when I hurt you.”

“God, yes,” I moan, the sound captured by his mouth as he deepens the kiss, his teeth clashing against mine.

His hips grind against me, the friction sending waves of pleasure through my body. I’m incredibly turned on, the aggression in his touch igniting a primal need within me.

Gabe pulls back, his eyes locked onto mine, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

“Don’t you fucking come until I say so,” he commands, his voice a low, threatening rumble.

He adjusts his hold on me, one hand gripping my hip tightly while the other moves to my throat, his fingers wrapping around the delicate column, applying just enough pressure to make me gasp. The sensation is overwhelming, the feeling of being restrained, of being at his mercy, pushing me closer to the edge.

“Gabe,” I moan, my head falling back against the wall, my eyes locked onto his.

He growls, his grip on my throat tightening. “Who said you could use my name?”

I gasp, swallowing hard against the pressure on my throat, my body trembling with fear and desire. Gabe’s eyes darken, the dominance in his gaze sending a thrill through me.

“You’re mine,” he rasps, his hips moving urgently. Each thrust is powerful and aggressive, pushing me higher and higher. “And you’ll take everything I give you.”

His mouth moves to my neck, biting and sucking, marking me as his. The pain is exquisite, sending ripples of pleasure through my body.

“Please, I…” I start, my voice barely a whisper, my body tensing as I approach the precipice.

Suddenly, he pulls out, leaving me gasping at the abrupt loss of contact. Before I can react, he spins me around to face the wall, hishands rough and commanding. He takes my wrists, lifts them above my head, and holds them firmly against the wall.

“You’re not coming until I say,” he rasps, his voice a low, threatening rumble. His free hand grips my hip tightly, pulling me back against him as he positions himself. The heat of his cock teasing my entrance, the anticipation, sends shivers down my spine.

He pushes past my folds from behind, the force of his thrust driving me against the wall.

“You feel fucking incredible,” he growls, his hand moving from my hip to my breast, squeezing and kneading roughly. His fingers find my nipple, pinching and twisting until I’m arching against him, the pain and pleasure mixing into an intoxicating blend.

His mouth moves to my shoulder, biting and sucking, his teeth grazing my skin, leaving marks that will linger. The sensation is overwhelming. The feeling of being claimed pushes me closer to the edge.

I moan, my head falling back against his shoulder, my eyes locked onto his in the reflection of a nearby mirror. The intensity in his gaze is overwhelming, a mix of desire and dominance that sends a thrill through me.

He smirks, a dark, dangerous expression crossing his face. “You want to come, don’t you?” he taunts, his voice a low, husky whisper against my ear. “You want to feel me explode inside you.”

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