Page 27 of A Mistake of Identity
Ellis’ breath caught as Gabriel filled him, each inch stealing his ability to think. When Gabriel finally buried himself completely, he claimed Ellis’ mouth in a kiss that made the world spin away.
Gabriel barely gave him time to adjust before he was slamming into him, using him, forcing Ellis so hard into the mattress he felt tears well in his eyes. Gabriel’s mouth swallowed his moans, his tongue plunging deep with every brutal thrust of his hips.
He clawed at Gabriel’s wrist on his throat, the pressure increasing, depriving him of air. His head spun as his cock leaked a steady stream of precum from the rough treatment.
Every brutal thrust drove him higher, vision blurring at the edges as Gabriel claimed him with a ferocity that stole his breath even without the hand on his throat.
Ellis had never enjoyed being treated roughly before. It had always felt fake, clients playing out their fantasies while he pretended to enjoy it. But with Gabriel, every bruising grip and harsh demand lit him up from the inside.
Gabriel fucked him like he needed him, like he couldn’t get deep enough, couldn’t get close enough to satisfy the hunger burning between them. The thought made Ellis dizzy with want.
For the first time in his life, someone wasn’t just using his body. Gabriel was consuming it, desperate for every gasp and shudder, every mark of submission. His rough possession feltless like taking and more like claiming, branding Ellis as his in a way that made Ellis’ whole body sing with the rightness of it.
Gabriel mouthed along his jaw, sucking marks into his skin. A brutal thrust sent Ellis over the edge, his vision whiting out as his body convulsed. Gabriel fucked him through it, cruel and selfish in his own pleasure. Ellis shuddered and gasped beneath him, overwhelmed and used and perfect.
Gabriel grunted into his neck as he ground against Ellis, pinning him to the mattress. He could feel Gabriel’s cock throb just before the warm sensation of cum filled him, marking him from the inside.
The feeling was foreign, raw, and primal. Heat bloomed in his chest as Gabriel’s release claimed him, made Ellis his, made him belong. Ellis felt drunk on it. The intensity of being wanted this much, needed this much, made Ellis’ head spin.
Just as Ellis thought it was over, he found himself flipped onto his stomach, hips yanked up roughly.
“What… “ Ellis let out a groan as Gabriel’s fingers entered him, pushing the cum that had leaked out when he withdrew back inside.
“I am going to fill you up, mon petit oiseau. Fill you, and plug you, so my claim stays inside.” Gabriel thrust his fingers into him roughly before withdrawing, replacing them with his hard cock.
“I thought—” Ellis’ words cut off in a hiss as Gabriel gave a brutal thrust, sinking back into him.
Gabriel grunted above him, pinning Ellis to the bed by the back of his neck. “It seems when it comes to you, I have the stamina of a much younger man.” His free hand reached beneath Ellis to stroke his cock.
Ellis fisted the sheets as Gabriel stroked the oversensitive organ back to life.
“Please,” Ellis begged.
“Please, what, little bird?” Gabriel’s hips never stopped, his thrusts causing the bed to shake beneath them. Each snap of his hips sent shockwaves through Ellis’ oversensitive body. Caught in an endless spiral where pleasure crested into pain, only to spark back into blinding pleasure. Again and again until he couldn’t tell where one ended, and the other began.
“I don’t—” he choked, “I don’t know. It’s too much.” His cock throbbed painfully where Gabriel stroked it, every nerve ending raw and electric, pushing him toward a precipice he wasn’t sure he could survive.
“It’s never enough,” Gabriel growled into his ear before sinking his teeth into Ellis’ shoulder.
Ellis gave a startled cry as a second orgasm crashed over him, painful as it was pleasurable. Gabriel fucked him through it, pounding into him relentlessly until he stiffened behind Ellis, the warmth of his cum flooding him again.
For several moments, they stayed suspended in the moment. Gabriel’s weight pressed against his back, both of them panting. Then Gabriel withdrew slowly, leaving Ellis empty and aching. The bed dipped as Gabriel rose, and Ellis heard his footsteps pad across the hardwood floor. The sudden rush of running water echoed from the bathroom.
Ellis drifted, pleasantly numb, until strong arms slid beneath him. Gabriel lifted him effortlessly against his chest, carrying him into the steam-filled bathroom. The water was perfectly hot as Gabriel stepped into the tub, settling Ellis between his legs, back to chest. Warm water lapped at his oversensitive skin as Gabriel began to wash him with gentle, careful strokes.
Ellis tensed as Gabriel’s fingers drifted lower, brushing his sensitive entrance. “Shh, mon petit oiseau,” Gabriel murmured against his temple. “Détends-toi, et laisse-moi m’occuper de toi.”
A small whimper escaped Ellis as gentle fingers cleaned away where Gabriel had marked him inside. Gabriel’s other arm tightened around his waist, holding him close as Ellis squirmed at the sensation.
“Tu es à moi maintenant,” Gabriel whispered, his voice a soothing rumble against Ellis’ back. “Mon coeur, mon précieux.” Each endearment was punctuated with a soft kiss to Ellis’ shoulder, his neck, behind his ear. “Relax for me, little bird.”
He should feel exposed right now, raw and vulnerable, like he always did after. Instead, Ellis melted deeper into Gabriel’s embrace, surrounded by a possessive tenderness that felt more like protection than weakness.
When Ellis made a small sound of loss, Gabriel’s lips curved against his skin. “Don’t worry, I’ll fill you again soon enough. You’ll never be empty for long.” His hands continued their gentle cleansing, but the promise in his words made Ellis shiver. “For now, let me take care of what’s mine.”
The warm water lapped around them as Gabriel finished washing Ellis with careful attention, then gave himself a quick, efficient cleaning. Ellis drifted, secure in Gabriel’s arms, the gentle rise and fall of Gabriel’s chest against his back lulling him toward sleep.
“Oui, Gabriel.” Annabelle’s voice from the bedroom doorway startled Ellis fully awake. He jerked upright, the water sloshing, but Gabriel’s arm tightened around him.
