Chapter 14
Valarie
With a growl, Gabriel pressed me down into the mattress again, this time lunging forward to kiss me.
It was a mess of a kiss; teeth caught on lips, tongues wet and pressing. He pulled back momentarily to bite my throat and I moaned, feeling myself getting even wetter.
Gabriel pushed my shirt up over my breasts and attacked them, not holding back, his teeth dragging across the sensitive flesh.
I’d never been touched like this before, and I realized suddenly that everything before this had been fumbling.
Teasing. Gabriel knew exactly what he was doing when he took my left breast in his mouth and sucked hard.
My hands were all over his chest, pushing his shirt from his shoulders and watching as he pulled it off quickly. His skin was pale, and I saw it visibly shiver as he fought back the wolf. We were so close to the full moon now—less than two weeks away, and it was harder to stay in control.
But I didn’t want to be in control anymore.
I rocked my hips up against his pelvis. His hands wandered down my bare waist, to the panties I wore, and without taking his mouth from my chest, he yanked them down my thighs.
My legs were shaking with anticipation. Would he just take me, hard, out of control, like he’d hinted? I was waiting for it—for the ferocity of what I knew would be both pain and pleasure.
But instead, Gabriel sat up again and stared down at me with those eyes, like ice. He stared for so long that I almost opened to mouth to ask if I’d done something wrong.
Then his hand ghosted up my thigh and I bit back a whimper.
“I can smell how wet you are,” he said, voice dark with desire.
His thumb brushed lightly over my clit, sending spikes of pleasure up my spine. I rolled my hips, wanting him to touch me more, harder.
“Please,” I begged, gripping the sheets.
He leaned forward, one hand pressing my legs open wider.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
It was a loaded question. There were so many rumors. Could he really be trusted? To lead the packs, yes. But with this?
I thought of that morning, how open his face had been as we wrestled. And nodded.
He did the last thing I expected—ducked down, so that his face was framed between my thighs. He glanced down at my exposed pussy and licked his lips.
“What are you—” I started, but he yanked hard on my hips and that shut me up.
“You do what your Alpha tells you,” he said in a hard voice. I nodded, feeling pleased when his thumb stroked my thigh in reward. “Open your legs wider,” he demanded.
I hadn’t realized I’d tightened them, but now I obeyed and opened wider, both mortified and turned on by the way he stared at me there. His breath panted against me, and I closed my eyes, feeling myself get even more slick under his gaze.
Without warning, his tongue lapped a long line from bottom to top, barely grazing my clit.
My hips jerked upward, and Gabriel pressed them down hard with a growl.
“Hold still.”
He licked again, long and slow, and then again. My breath was quickening. I needed—
“More,” I whimpered, squirming in his grip. His hands gripped me so hard I knew there would be bruises in the morning.
Gabriel repositioned himself so that he could meet my eyes. I bit my lip.
“Ask nicely.”
“More, please.”
“Who are you talking to?” he asked harshly.
“More, please, Alpha,” I begged, my entire body on edge just from anticipation. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like if he—
I gasped as his fingers prodded my entrance expertly, gathering my desire before slipping up to circle my clit. The slick feeling had me moaning, head thrown back on the pillows.
His fingers returned and first one slipped inside, pumping lightly, followed by the other. I felt my walls tighten around them, gripping him.
“Fuck,” he bit out as he watched what he was doing to me. “You’re tight. I just want…”
As Gabriel trailed off, he sat back a little more, continuing to pump two fingers in and out of me, alternating the rhythm. Occasionally, he’d let his fingers slip up to my clit and I’d clench my teeth, feeling something inside of me wind tight.
Opening my eyes again, I saw he had shoved his pants down and had himself in hand, pumping at the same rhythm as his fingers inside me. I couldn’t look away and propped myself up slightly to watch as his thumb gathered the precum at the tip of his cock before gliding down again, tugging lightly.
Gabriel’s head tipped back but his eyes, heavy lidded, caught mine. We were both panting now.
“Do you want me to make you cum, little wolf?” he asked, pulling his fingers almost entirely out, and pumping shallowly.
I whimpered and nodded, trying to reach with my hips.
“More,” I gasped, and palmed my own breast, squeezing as he watched. His eyes lit up and his hand fell away from his cock. It bobbed close to my thigh, thick and pink.
Gabriel knelt quickly and attacked my slit the same way he had my mouth. It was sloppy, hot, wet, everything I wanted, and I moaned as his tongue slid firmly over my clit, flicking lightly.
“Do you want to cum?” he asked, and I felt his fingers prodding my entrance again.
“Ye-yes,” I moaned, and he shoved in hard, curling up to reach a spot that made my toes curl. I gasped and half-sat up, wide-eyed as his fingers began to pump again at a furious rhythm, his mouth sucking my clit until I felt like I would combust.
I reached out and gripped a handful of his fair hair, tugging lightly to press him closer. He growled against my cunt and the vibrations only added to the pleasure.
One hand on my thigh, the other deep inside me, Gabriel worked me furiously. I could only stutter out half-formed words and gasps, wanting more, but distracted by the sensations flooding through me.
The hand on my thigh dipped beneath to my ass and he grabbed it hard, squeezing the same time he tongued my clit and twisted his fingers.
The orgasm rocketed from the center of my body to my toes and head, every part of me tingling. I cried out, dropping back onto the mattress, my back arching, hand still tight in his hair.
Gabriel pumped his fingers a few more times before taking them away completely. My legs fell closed and I moaned at the loss.
Without warning, he grabbed me by the hips and flipped my limp body over, pulling my thighs toward him.
“Up,” he demanded, and still high on the orgasm, I obeyed, propping my hips up even as my face dragged across the sheets.
I could hear him panting heavily and felt the tip of his cock press against my lower lips. Drenched now from his mouth and my orgasm, there was little resistance as he pushed in. But he stretched me anyway and my back arched at the feeling.
“Fuck,” he bit out, hand digging into my ass cheek. “You’re so fucking tight.”
He was right. I could feel my walls gripping him, tightening as he dragged back out slowly. He placed a hand on my lower back and thrust back in slowly, before starting to pick up the pace.
I moaned low in my throat and rocked my hips against him, testing out the rhythm.
It wasn’t hard to catch on. When he approved of how I moved, he ran his hands over the back of my thighs, up and down.
When I caught him off guard with a particularly rough thrust back on his cock, he squeezed tight and swore.
The orgasm began to wear off and I became more aware of our movements. The head of his cock nudged that delicious spot inside me and I rocked my hips back more enthusiastically, wanting to take all of him in me. It was a tight fit and I felt the stretch every time he buried himself fully, groaning.
“More,” I gasped, looking over my shoulder and meeting his gaze. His eyes were unfocused and widened before dropping back to a heavy-lidded stare.
“You want more?” he said through clenched teeth.
In answer, I pressed back against him so that he could rut hard into me.
Gabriel grunted and placed a hand on my back, pressing down insistently. I wasn’t sure what he wanted but gave in, dropping to my stomach and straightening my legs so that he was straddling my ass, the head of his cock still buried in my entrance.
“I’ll give you more,” he growled, taking a handful of my hair, and tugging lightly every time he thrust into me.
This new angle felt incredible, somehow even better than he’d felt before. He ground against my ass and squeezed, drawing a moan from me.
“There,” I gasped, finding the perfect angle, and grinding against him until I couldn’t see straight.
I knew another orgasm wouldn’t come, but this was almost better—constantly on edge, shivering every time his cock dragged against my walls.
Gabriel leaned forward and gripped the sheets on either side of me. “Fuck,” he said under his breath, thrusting hard and loose. His pace picked up and I mewled, knowing he was close.
“Cum for me,” I gasped. It had always been a line I rolled my eyes at when I read it in the books, but now, I understood. I needed it. I needed to feel him let go inside of me.
The words obviously took him by surprise because Gabriel stuttered mid-thrust and shivered before driving in somehow even harder. Now, he didn’t pull out, but kept himself buried deep, pumping fast and shallow. Every time he bottomed out inside of me, I gasped or moaned.
He came quickly then, going still and taut over me as he emptied everything he had into my cunt. My eyelids drooped at the feeling of his cock pulsing.
I dropped forward into the sheets, sighing at the delicious shivers still lingering in my nerves as Gabriel carefully extricated himself with a groan.
He sat back on the mattress, head tipped back, catching his breath.
I felt his seed begin to leak between my thighs and rubbed them together at the sticky feeling. Then I sat up quickly, not wanting to mess his sheets.
His eyes were on me. They ran over my naked body and I half-raised an arm to cover my breasts before looking away from him. But not before noticing how sated he looked.
With a quick glance back, I saw his hair was mussed, his cheeks flushed.
“Do you want to stay?” he asked casually, tucking himself back into his pants. I couldn’t look away from his chest. It was like pale stone in the dark, a beacon, and I fought the urge to reach out and touch it.
Ana’s words came back to me: The King is no use if he’s distracted.
I looked away from him then and reached for my shirt, covering my chest.
“I should go,” I said quietly.