Page 53 of Out for Blood


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The glass is too foggy for me to see our reflection. I think next I will beg him to fuck me in a room full of mirrors. I would love to watch him driving into me with his large cock pumping in and out. His tongue short circuits my brain, making every coherent thought fade away. He pulls my cheeks further apart, fucking into me deeper, hitting each nerve ending. My body shakes and my dick wants to erupt but no orgasm ever comes. It’s taken from me every time I begin to fall into bliss. I realize the asshole put a cock ring on me. His fingers stroke my length slowly and gently and the touch is almost too much. I want to come out of my skin.

His tongue slips out and his fingers push inside me covered in lube. It’s cold and my ass clenches around his digits. “Oh...Gabriel.”

I moan louder when he adds a second finger. “No one else could ever make me feel as good as you can.”

“No, and no one will ever have the chance to try. If another man so much as looks at you the wrong way, I'll rip their eyes from their sockets. You are mine and only mine.”

I nod breathlessly.

“Let me hear you say it.”

“Yours.”

He replaces his fingers with his cock. He doesn’t take his time and doesn’t need to with all the extra prepping. His cock goes right in, slipping easily past my sphincter. “Oh, fuck.”

He plunges hard and deep. My feet slip from the floor and I am hanging from the rope. He lifts my legs, holding them against his thighs. I bend my knees, pushing myself back. He fucks me harder, thrusting his hips against my ass, making loud slapping sounds. Sweat drips down and I whine in frustration as my cock continues to leak and my balls swell. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Need to come.”

“Not until I’m done using you.”

He moves in and out of me, chasing his own pleasure. With a low grunt, he pulls out to cover my ass in hot, thick ropes. He reaches around me, slipping off the ring and tossing it on the floor. I cry out when he shoves his cock back into me. My balls ache and when I come it’s the sweetest pain mixed with pleasure. I’m weightless and floating. My body loses itself in ecstasy. I don’t even remember him pulling me down or untying the rope from my wrists. I only remember the warmth of his arms wrapping around me, followed by his soft caresses. “That’s it, Mateo. I got you.”

Things sometimes got messy between us and there were many challenges, but no matter what, he always has me, and I always have him.

He presses kisses to the side of my head and carries me into the car completely naked. A large knitted blanket wraps around me and I cuddle up against the passenger door. “How do you feel, baby?”

“Perfect.”

“That’s because you are, in every single way.”

Is this really love? I don't know. Whatever flows between us is passionate, consuming, addicting and ours. Gabriel is both the worst and best thing I have never planned.

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