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“Tango, please. Please. Please. I need you inside me,” Gabriel begged.

I popped off of him and slid my fingers free. “Need to stretch you a little more,” I rasped, my voice sounding like I’d just chewed on gravel.

He shook his head. “I know my body, Tango. Please.”

I gripped his hip, my fingertips pressing into his skin hard enough to bruise. “You sure, baby?”

He nodded. “I think I’m gonna combust if you don’t get inside of me right now.”

Fuck, I knew the feeling.

I pushed his thighs back, and he gripped the back of his knees for me, holding himself open. I ran my eyes over him again as I slicked up my cock with the olive oil and dribbled a little more over his hole. He shivered, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip.

“If I hurt you…”

He shook his head. “You won’t. I know you, Tango, and I know you’re the one person in this world who won’t hurt me.” God, the trust leaking from his words just about undid me. “Just fuck me. I’m begging you.”

I leaned over him, pressing the blunt tip of my cock to his hole. He sighed, his eyes fluttering. “You are begging,” I murmured. I nipped at his abused bottom lip. “And you do it so fucking prettily.”

And then, I was inside of him, pushing past the first tight ring of muscle until my balls were flush with his ass. Gabriel wrapped his legs around me, hooking his ankles behind my back, and then we were moving. I rutted into him like a wild beast, and he dug his nails into my shoulders and back, breaking the skin and drawing blood. Our teeth clashed as we kissed, fucking each other with a desperation only seen in animals during breeding season.

“Fuck. Fuuuuck,” Gabriel whined over and over as my cock brushed his prostate. “I’ve waited so long for this. Wanted you for so long.”

I punched my hips forward. “You have no fucking idea how goddamn selfish I’m about to be with you,” I snarled, kissing him again.

He sank his teeth into my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, and my hips stuttered, cum flowing from my cock and into his tight hole. I hadn’t been expecting it—not from my sweet, adorable Gabriel. But fuck, I definitely liked it.

He moaned. “I can feel you—oh, God,” he cried out, his cum spurting out of his cock a moment later, his neck arching fucking beautifully.

I somehow managed to roll us to the side before I collapsed, holding him tight to me, my cock still buried in his ass. He held me just as tight as I held him, the only sound in the room being our heavy, panting breaths and the crackling of the flames in the fireplace.

“I love you,” Gabriel whispered, pressing a kiss to my throat.

I swallowed thickly and gripped his hair, pulling his head back so I was looking down at him. I kissed him softly, scraping my nails lightly over his scalp.

“I love you, too, baby boy.” My voice was raw with the love I held for him, and the way his eyes went all gooey told me he heard it. “With every fucking fiber of my being.”

His sweet, tender smile was fucking everything.

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Gabriel

My ass was pleasantly sore the next morning, and my stomach was rumbling, threatening an uprising if I didn’t give it sustenance, but neither of those things was going to win out over me wanting Tango inside of me again.

Now that I’d had a taste of him, of what it was like to be owned by him, I wanted more. So much more. I was ravenous for every bit of Tango. To be owned by him. Fucked by him.

Loved by him.

Most people would assume the number of times I’d been raped would mean I wouldn’t want sex. Normally, I didn’t. But with Tango, I was safe. I knew I was safe. Every part of me relaxed around him so effortlessly because I knew nothing in this world could touch me with this man standing by my side. Tango would lay his life down for me in a heartbeat and without a single moment of hesitation.

All the safety and security Tango wrapped me up in made me crave him so badly. I practically salivated for him.

I slowly eased beneath the blankets, being careful not to wake Tango up—not yet. I wanted to wake him up with my mouth around his thick cock. And it was definitely thick. I wasn’t even sure if I was going to be able to comfortably get my mouth around him, but I would damn well try.

I’d do anything for this man. He owned every part of me—heart, mind, body, and soul.

Unable to help myself, I inhaled the musky scent of him—a scent that was purely Tango—and then I licked a stripe up the underside of his cock before wrapping my lips around his tip. My jaw relaxed like it was second nature, my throat opening as I swallowed him a little deeper. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning at the way his cock swelled in my mouth and precum leaked from his tip.

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