Chapter 178: On Phone

Olivia’s POV

"What are you doing now?" Gabriel’s low, husky voice came through the phone, deep and rough like he’d just crawled into bed.

I blushed instantly. "Nothing really... just about to go to bed before your call came," I murmured, my voice soft and warm with sleep.

There was a pause, and then I heard him breathe. "I’m in bed too. I have to sleep early—I’ve got a meeting at eight."

I smiled to myself. "Alright."

A quiet silence fell between us. Not awkward, but tense in a way that made my heart race. Neither of us said anything for a while, and all I could hear was the sound of his breathing—deep, slow, steady. It sent a shiver down my spine.

"I wish you were here in my arms right now," he finally said, voice gravelly, full of yearning. "I’d do anything to have you beside me."

A small shiver ran through me at the sound of his voice, deep and low in my ear. Gabriel’s words lingered in the air between us, heavy and raw, stirring something deep in my belly.

"I wish you were right here in my arms... I would do anything to have you here with me," he said again, his voice thick with emotion and obvious desire.

My fingers gripped the edge of my sheets.

"What would you do if I was there?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I sounded breathless—even to myself. My heart pounded in my chest like it was trying to escape, and my skin tingled with anticipation.

Gabriel groaned softly through the phone, the sound rough and hungry. "Don’t tempt me, Olivia..."

I licked my lips, my skin already tingling. "I want to know," I said, voice barely above a whisper. "Tell me."

There was silence for a beat, then a sharp inhale from him.

"We’d continue from where I stopped... back in the woods," he said, voice rough now, laced with hunger. "I still remember how your body felt under mine, how you gasped when I touched you right..." his breath hitched, "...right between your thighs."

I clenched my legs together, heat flooding through me. My cheeks burned.

"I didn’t want to stop, Olivia," he continued, voice dark and sensual now. "Do you know how close I was to taking you right there, against that tree?"

A soft sound escaped me—half gasp, half moan.

"I wanted to hear you say my name over and over, feel you shake beneath me as I drove you over the edge. I wanted to mark you... claim you in every possible way."

My body responded to every word. I arched slightly into the mattress, needing relief from the ache building deep inside me.

"Are you touching yourself?" he asked suddenly, his voice rough with desire.

I swallowed hard. "No... not yet."

"Do it for me," he said. "Let me guide you. Let me be the one to make you fall apart... even if it’s through this phone."

another shiver coursing through me. Slowly, almost shyly, my hand slipped beneath the sheets, grazing over the

you doing it?" he asked, his voice lower now, more strained. I could practically feel the heat radiating through

I whispered, closing my

me ache even more. "Close your

that—my lashes fluttering shut, my free hand gripping the sheets as my fingers moved lower. I could still feel his hands from

with your neck," Gabriel continued, voice a sinful rasp. "Kiss you slowly... then trail my mouth down your collarbone, across your chest. I’d take my time—make you beg for

moan

end. "That sound... damn, Olivia. You have

by the image of him above me—his eyes dark and full of hunger, his body hot and pressed

again," he

again, more breathless this time. "I

soaked and begging for me to take you." His voice dropped, gravelly and strained with control.

and used my other hand to play with my

girl," he rasped. "Do it slow. Let

a command—made me tremble. I brushed my fingers over my slick heat and gasped, imagining it was him touching me, whispering filth into my ear as his mouth

can hear your breathing.

you?" I panted. "Are you touching

the sound of rustling sheets—flesh on flesh. "Yeah,"

moaned softly, hips arching off the bed. "I want you inside

"Nice

grew rougher, more desperate. "I’d take you deep. Hard. Over and over until

gasped, my release

loudly. "F*ck—Olivia—" And then I heard him come too, the sound of his

it wasn’t empty. It

phone closer to my ear, my body still trembling in the

real thing next time," he

curled into a lazy smile. "You are good," I whispered, covering myself

you again..." he trailed off,

up my neck, but I didn’t look

on the phone, and then we went

when we

hours ago. "They went unconscious

was quiet for a moment after I told him what happened to

he finally said, voice lower

"Don’t feel sorry for them.

I still think you deserve the truth about some things. Even

"What do

before Gabriel spoke again,

triplets turned eighteen and came to my pack with

"I think so. I was thirteen then. They were

them so much that

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