by Maggie Walsh
“Just a little tired. I don’t understand what’s happening inside me, but after what happened tonight, I’m not going to complain,” Taylor said as Gabriel laid him down on the bed gently, Taylor moved back and spread out on the bed, stretching his muscles. Gabriel watched the movement, his eyes heating up. Taylor saw his mate lick his lips as he stared at Taylor’s body. He smirked. “How about a shower before bed big guy? I feel like ass, like I’ve been hung up to dry and rode hard. Actually I could really go for being ridden hard right now,” Taylor said as he took off his shirt and started to play with his nipples. Gabriel growled and then lunged for him, grabbing Taylor back up off the bed and running into the bathroom, Taylor laughing the whole way.
When they reached the bathroom, Gabriel placed Taylor on the counter and stepped back so he could remove his clothes. Once Gabriel was naked he went and turned on the water, checking for the right temperature. Taylor grabbed his cock and squeezed to try to stop himself from shooting at the sight in front of him. Gabriel’s ass was a thing of beauty. Someone should paint it and hang this masterpiece in a museum. It was tight and bubbled and muscular, and covered with flawless golden skin. Taylor wanted to lick it and bite it. He lifted his eyes to meet Gabriel’s when he heard his mate chuckle.
“See something you like, sweet baby?” Gabriel asked with a smirk.
“Hell yes, it’s beautiful, but you turned, so I can’t see it anymore. That’s okay because the front view is even more spectacular than the back view. Look, it’s my favorite new toy, an all-day sucker. And my mouth is yelling at me for talking instead of filling it with that gorgeous piece of man meat,” Taylor said as he hopped down from the counter and pushed his sleep pants off. He stepped out of them and walked up to Gabriel. Taylor ran his hand down Gabriel’s chest and softly across his cock as he walked past and entered the shower, giving Gabriel a sexy smile.
Gabriel shivered from the soft touch and then followed his mate into the shower. Water cascaded down Taylor’s creamy skin. Gabriel’s eyes followed a line of water as it went from Taylor’s chest, down his flat, slightly muscled abs and then spread out over a hip and down his leg. Gabriel growled and looked up at Taylor’s face. He had his head back, eyes closed as he scrubbed his head with shampoo, then rinsed the bubbles away. Taylor lowered his head and opened his eyes, looking at Gabriel with lust in his eyes.
Gabriel stepped closer and wrapped an arm around Taylor’s waist, pulling him closer so their bodies pressed together. Gabriel cupped the back of Taylor’s head with his other hand and pulled his lips to his. Taylor immediately opened for his mate. Submitting to him as Gabriel slipped his tongue in and claimed Taylor’s mouth. Taylor melted against him as he grabbed onto Gabriel’s hips, holding Gabriel’s body tightly against his. Gabriel deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of Taylor’s mouth. Taylor whimpered at the incredible feeling of being claimed and dominated by his big mate. Taylor writhed his slick body against Gabriel’s, rubbing his hard cock against Gabriel’s thigh, moaning at the friction.
Gabriel released Taylor’s head and reached for the waterproof lube they kept in there. Taylor heard the snick of the cap and then suddenly a slick finger was pushing into his tight hole. He threw his head back, breaking the kiss as he yelled out, “Yes…That’s it, big boy, claim my ass. Take what’s yours.”
“I love when you talk dirty to me, my mate. I want to fuck you always, so that I can hear that mouth.” Gabriel growled against Taylor’s neck.
“You can fuck me whenever, wherever you want, man of mine. I’m yours. This body belongs to you to fuck and suck all you want. Push another one in, Big G, teach my ass a lesson. Show it who it bows down to.”
Gabriel growled and shoved a second finger into Taylor’s perfect hole. He licked and bit Taylor’s neck as he increased the pace of his fingers, fucking Taylor with them.
“Yes…Oh God…Yes! That’s it, Gabriel, take what’s yours. Take my body for your pleasure, my mate. Fuck me, Gabriel, I need you to fuck me,” Taylor begged.
“Not yet, my little wolf. Just feel everything my fingers do to you,” Gabriel said and then shoved a third finger into Taylor’s tight hole. Taylor cried out from the intrusion.
“I love a little burn. It feels so good, my big dominant mate. Fuck me, Gabriel, please fuck me with that big beautiful cock of yours,” Taylor begged.
Gabriel pulled his fingers out of Taylor and poured more lube over his cock. He rubbed the slick liquid around his shaft, then he grabbed Taylor’s hips and spun him around. “Hands on the wall, spread your legs for me, and stick out that tight ass,” Gabriel commanded. Taylor did as he was told, and then felt the blunt head of his mate’s cock at his opening. He whimpered with anticipation, waiting for Gabriel to take him. Gabriel didn’t make him wait long. He pushed forward until the tip of his cock pushed through Taylor’s ring. They both moaned at the connection. Gabriel grabbed onto Taylor’s hips and then slammed his cock home, filling him completely. Taylor went wild with the force and show of dominance with Gabriel’s action. “So fucking full, my mate. So full. You are a god, Gabriel. Fuck me, my dominant man. Pound that ass.”
Gabriel’s hands tightened on Taylor’s hips as he increased his speed and force, pounding into his mate so hard that Taylor came off the floor. Gabriel wrapped one arm around Taylor’s waist and held him tightly to help Taylor keep his footing.
Taylor turned his head, resting his cheek against the cold wet tile as Gabriel pounded into him. His hands pressed against the wall stopped his face from being smashed into it.
Taylor couldn’t get enough of Gabriel. He was an animal when he fucked. The dirtier Taylor talked the more passionate and forceful Gabriel got. “I’m gonna buy you a butt plug, baby, so that after I fuck you and shoot my load in you, I’ll plug up this incredible hole full of my seed and make you leave it there all day. Every move you make will remind you of who you belong to and what I did to you.” Gabriel growled through clenched teeth.
Taylor whimpered at his words. “You like that, sweet baby? Do you want to walk around all day with my seed inside you?”
Taylor whimpered again and then moaned out, “Yes, Gabriel, yes. I want you inside me always. I want everyone to smell you on me and know that I belong to you, and only you. I want to feel your seed inside me, my mate. Please, Gabriel, claim me,” Taylor cried as he shifted his head to expose his neck. Gabriel pulled Taylor up and away from the wall with the arm wrapped around his waist. He wrapped his other arm around Taylor’s chest and wrapped his fingers around Taylor’s throat, but not squeezing. Then he licked Taylor’s mating bite and bit into the creamy flesh.
The moment Gabriel’s teeth bit into his skin Taylor shot his load onto the tile, and he could feel Gabriel shoot his seed deep inside him. He felt claimed, owned, loved. He screamed out his release to the ceiling as he threw his head back. Gabriel grunted against his neck. Then Gabriel released his flesh and licked the bite closed. Gabriel rested his head against the back of Taylor’s head, still not releasing his waist or throat as they both tried to catch their breath.
After a few minutes Gabriel dropped his hand from Taylor’s throat and wrapped his arm around his chest, holding Taylor tight. “I love you, sweet baby. I will always love you,” Gabriel said and kissed Taylor’s neck. Taylor turned his head to look into the eyes of his mate, his love, his everything, the man of his dreams. They kissed tenderly, then Taylor pulled away. He looked deeply into Gabriel’s eyes.
“Thank you for loving me and for saving me.” Taylor had tears brimming in his eyes.
Gabriel cupped Taylor’s cheek and looked at him with so much love in his eyes. “No, thank you, sweet baby, for loving me and saving me. Because that’s what you did the day you walked into my life. You saved me.”
They both knew that no matter what life threw at them, they would face it together. They were made for each other. Fate really did know what she was doing.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Maggie Walsh lives in the beautiful Pocono Mountains in Pennsylvania with her husband and children.
Maggie was born and raised on Long Island, with her very large, Irish, Catholic family, where she was raised to believe that it didn’t matter what anyone’s difference was, male/female, fat/skinny, black/white, gay/straight, it was how someone treated you that mattered. In her house everyone was welcome.
Maggie likes to write about characters that find their place in the world. You can usually find Maggie running around with her children, in her comfortable chair with a cup of tea and a good book, or with her laptop writing her own stories.
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