Fated for Forever(30)

Ashby’s tight hole, and his beautiful baby went wild. He felt the moist heat come off his cock and he heard

Ashby yell.

“Please fuck me! Please! I need you so badly!” Ashby begged. Gabriel sat up and turned his body

around to face Ashby and watched as Ashby pulled his jeans and underwear completely off his legs.

“Get the lube.” Gabriel rubbed his hand up and down Ashby’s length. Ashby quickly turned his upper

body and opened the nightstand drawer before handing Gabriel the lube. Gabriel took the small tube and

poured some slick onto Ashby’s fluttering hole.

“You really want it don’t you baby? Tell me what you want,” Gabriel said, easing two digits into the

tight rosette.

“I want you. I need you so badly. Just tasting you wasn’t enough,” Ashby said breathlessly. Unable to

tease either of them any longer, Gabriel poured some lube on his straining cock and eased the head into

Ashby’s dark entrance. He watched as his mate’s body seemed to pull him in again and again.

“I love this ass! Your ass is like heaven baby, I never want to leave.” Gabriel filled his mate again.

“Harder, Gabriel. Fuck me harder!” Ashby demanded. Gabriel leaned forward and pushed Ashby’s

knees into his chest. He slammed into his small mate again and again giving them both exactly what they

needed.

“No one is taking you from me. You can never leave me!” Gabriel roared and thrust as deep as he could

into Ashby. He heard his mate cry out before ropes of pearly cum splashed between them. His mate’s

orgasm triggered his own and he cried out as he filled the tight channel with his cum. Gently he pulled out

of his mate and collapsed to one side of Ashby. Gulping air between each word he spoke.

“What…did I say…about…taking it easy?” he asked.

“I don’t know about you, but I feel a lot better,” Ashby said, giggling.

“Brat,” Gabriel said, catching his breath. When his breathing evened out he left the bed and went to the

bathroom. He returned with a warm washcloth and cleaned his angel. Ashby blushed the entire time. When

he was done Gabriel leaned down and kissed Ashby’s lips softly, thankful his mate was alive.





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“You’re kidding me. That is not the name of a real drink.” Ashby giggled as Rhys told him about the

different drinks he made at Purgatory.

“I kid you not, it’s called Choking Hazard. Not as popular as the Blow Job or Screaming Orgasm, but I

have fun with it.” Rhys smiled down at the smaller man.

“What is the craziest thing you have heard working here?” Ashby asked, his elbows on the bar.

“Let’s see, the craziest thing would be the proposition I got from one of the visiting wolf Alphas. He

wanted to make a paranormal sandwich. Me and him and a pretty blonde witch between us.” Rhys lazily

stocked his bar with tall bottles.

“Whadja tell him?” Ashby asked in a whisper, his blue eyes wide. Rhys winked.

“I told him my shift ended at dawn.” Rhys laughed and tapped Ashby between the eyes with a finger.

“You should see the look on your face!” Rhys continued to laugh as Ashby blushed.

“Quit scandalizing the little guy,” Baptista said, though he too was smiling.

“I’m not scandalized,” Ashby protested.

“Sure thing, squirt. Where are your ladies in waiting?” Rhys asked, picking up a clipboard.

“David and Daniel said they had some work to do with a firewall router thingie, so I came down here,”

Ashby said, using straws to build a small house.

“Aren’t you bored kiddo? I’d be going out of my mind.” Rhys continued the bar’s inventory check.

“I am, a little. I love Gabriel and being with him, but my shop’s been closed for almost a week, I miss

my apartment and my things. I just don’t know how this is going to work,” Ashby sighed, sadly fiddling

with a straw.

“Don’t give up just yet Ashby, Gabriel is extremely resourceful. He’ll find a way for the two of you to

be together without you having to sacrifice everything, you’ll see,” Baptista said, ruffling Ashby’s hair.

“Thanks. I think I needed to hear that.” Ashby looked up at the two men smiling. He was coming to

care for every coven member, they were starting to feel like family, just like Arkadia.

“Ashby!” Gabriel’s voice rang through the club. Ashby jumped up so fast his foot caught in the rung of

the barstool and he nearly fell over, only Baptista’s quick movements kept him from slamming into the

ground.

“I’m down here!” Ashby said, regaining his balance next to Baptista. By the time he looked up Gabriel