Wolf.e: A Dark MC Romance
Wolf.e: Chapter 60

“That was a naughty little trick you played back there,” Gabriel says as he flicks the overhead lights on less than ten minutes later when we enter his shop.

My body is primed after the rumble of his bike between my thighs and this jewel inside me.

“Does it have to be so bright? Holy hell,” I mutter as his lips come down to my neck from behind.

“Fuck yes, I want to see every single thing as I make this virgin hole mine.”

I moan as his hands come around roughly and squeeze my breasts, paying close attention to both my pebbled nipples through my tank.

“Gabriel…” I whisper as he presses his hardened cock into my ass against my jeans.

“Hmm?” he groans as I push back against him.

“Can we try something first?” I ask, trying my best to be bold as one of his hands comes down to pop my button and pull down my zipper.

It slides under my panties and the growl that comes from him makes my pussy throb.

“What is it this soaking pussy wants, little hummingbird?” Gabriel rasps into my ear as his tongue trails my neck.

“I want you to fuck me,” I moan as he bites into my shoulder. “But leave the jewel in.” Only with him can I voice these darker desires.

Gabriel spins me around and shoves two fingers into my pussy while he kisses me deeply. I whimper from the fullness.

“My dirty little queen wants it all tonight?” he asks, lifting me onto his workbench and freeing me completely of my jeans. He moves between my legs, fisting my cut. “This stays on,” he growls into my ear as the pressure of the jewel in my ass is heightened with me sitting on the hard wood bench.

Gabriel spreads my legs wide, drops to his knees and pulls me close as he hooks his arms under my thighs. A slow, firm lick up the center of my slit sends me into a tailspin of sorts.

He murmurs my name into my pussy. “This fucking soaking little cunt, so ready to be filled,” he says as he sucks my clit into his mouth.

My back bows and I cry out.

“That’s right, baby, no one can hear you here. Scream as loud as you want.”

I call out his name as he adds two fingers into my dripping pussy, then three, chasing them with his tongue but never quite letting me come until he’s had his fill of tasting me and I’m panting for more.

Gabriel lifts me off the workbench and sets me on the ground, pressing my hips into it and pulling me back, my ass against his cock. I nearly start begging when I feel how hard he is against me.

I don’t even realize Gabriel has unbuckled his jeans and pulled his cock out until he’s thrusting into my pussy with a deep groan of his own, my new cut still on my back.

“Oh, fuck!” I cry out as I’m filled to the hilt everywhere all at once. I feel his hand come down on my ass as he smacks it hard, the sting only heightens my pleasure.

“My messy little brat making me wait all fucking night for my cunt…” Gabriel grunts as he bottoms out inside me and we both try to catch our breath. So fucking full.

“When you push me too far, Brinley… you risk me losing control.”

My head falls back against his chest as he thrusts into me again. “And then, you get fucked in every hole you have. Hard.”

Oh, please, yes, fucking do it, I silently beg as he makes good on his promise. I feel his finger adding pressure against the jewel as he fucks me.

“But you won’t come, understand? Not yet,” Gabriel says low into my ear as his finger works against my clit, threatening to throw me off the ledge I’m clinging to. The way he times his thrusts and the pressure in my ass is too much.

“The second I feel this tight pussy start to siphon my cock, I’m gonna take this ass,” he says, and it’s enough to give me the final push as I do just what he says. The heat coils in my core and starts to tighten. I white knuckle the workbench, and I’m about to come all over him. Just as I start to ascend, he pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty.

I whimper and let out an almost painful cry which makes Gabriel chuckle.

“I want to feel the first one while I’m taking this ass.” He grips my hips tight as he begins to position himself.

“Will I come? Will it hurt?” I mutter, half in a moan.

“At first maybe yes, but we’ve got you good and ready.”

I nod, knowing that it’s true. He’s always playing with me back there, getting me used to the idea. I’ve started to crave it as a result. Like he’s training me for this the same way he trained me to fight, slowly and patiently.

Gabriel skims his hand over my dripping pussy, gathering my arousal on his hand and coating himself with it. I feel him spit just above my ass and I wait as he slides it over me. Warm pre-cum leaks from the tip, and I whimper with the contact.

He carefully starts to play with the jewel inside me, pulling it out then pushing it back in until I’m panting and wanting him to toy with me. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

“That’s it, little hummingbird, now you’re ready for my cock. Beg for it.”

I feel the jewel come out of me further and I push against him, searching to be filled again.

He chuckles.

“Please,” I moan.

“Please what?”

“Fuck me…” I beg in a whisper.

He growls then leans down to speak low into my ear as he slides himself against me.

“Hearing you beg will be my undoing one day. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you when you beg,” Gabriel says, the picture of calm as he lets just the tip of his cock presses against my back hole. He spits again directly onto his shaft.

“I promise this will feel good. You just have to breathe. There isn’t a part of your body that won’t accept me. You were fucking made for me, Brinley.”

“Yes…” I whimper as Gabriel begins his intentional sink into me, each wrung of his ladder sliding in one at a time. The sensation is overwhelming. My back arches and I feel his large hands roam my spine, to my hips, to the globes of my ass as he spreads me wide.

“That’s it… breathe, I’ll do all the work for you.” Gabriel sinks in another inch. Two fingers move into my pussy and he works them in and out of me.

“Fucking Christ.” I hear him breathe as my ass takes in more of him. I rock slowly into his fingers which in turn, makes my body take more of his cock until it starts to feel… good. Really good.

“This ass… fucking swallowing my cock. So fucking mine already…”

I feel the pad of his finger pressing against my clit and my body opens right up for him. I lean back, pushing into him as he pushes forward.

Gabriel huffs out a breath as he roots himself that last inch and his fingers continue their gentle assault on my pussy.

My legs begin to shake. I’m in sensory overdrive. Gabriel pushes my cut up, his lips trail up my spine as he trades between biting my flesh and kissing me. I feel his hands everywhere, his body everywhere and then I’m being pulled up by my hair, his teeth graze my earlobe, begging me to come. He begins to move slowly at first, but then settles into a rhythm, he pulls himself almost all the way out, then moves back into me. Every part of me is slippery and ready for him, my body is done fighting him. I want it. I want him, and I will give myself to him however he wants to take me.

Moments pass as his pace increases and I meet him at every thrust until I can’t hold on any longer.

“That’s it, little bird, come with my cock in this beautiful ass and my fingers in your dripping cunt.”

“Gabriel,” I cry.

“Again.”

“Gabriel…” A moan of pure pleasure leaves me as he wraps his hand tight around my throat, using it for leverage as he fucks unforgivingly into my ass.

“So soft. So fucking sweet, letting me stuff my cock into this tight little ass,” Gabriel grunts as I come harder than I ever have, my cunt clenching and dripping around his fingers.

“Brinley… my fucking queen,” he growls as I feel him stiffen inside me and fill me with warmth. “Every part of you is perfect,” he groans, followed by only my name as he grips my hair tight before adding with his deep raspy tone. “I possess all of you.”

My heart beats fast and erratic as I ride out my high with him, the leather of my cut sticking to my arms as a veil of sweat covers me.

I never want to come down. I’ll never tire of him.

Gabriel falls into me, still gripping my hair in his hand, a layer of sweat covering his hard chest.

“And every single part of you is now mine,” he breathes.

I smile as his lips meet my cheek, my neck.

“It always was…” I tell him.

And it always will be.