Sitting in the dark at his desk, Gabriel watches the entire scene unfolding, playing right there on his computer.  At first he is angry...<em>oh so angry.</em>He reaches for his drink and slings it across the room at the wall, standing up and tossing his chair aside.  The chair goes flying in the other direction.<br/><br/>"Mother FUCKER!"  He growls loudly, which brings Joaquin running to him to tend to his Alpha if necessary, thinking perhaps he'd been somehow hurt or something.<br/><br/>Gabriel if fuming, his body tensing and flexing with a great heat.  His eyes are flashing a more bright golden tone, as if a fire behind a wall of amber glass.  Joaquin backs up and looks at the screen of the computer and he blanches.  "Sir, what do you want me to do?"  He is accepting the fact that Gabriel will have some kind of orders for him, some retaliation for such an act.<br/><br/>But Gabriel only smirks a little, looking at the screen, he says quietly, "I think I will handle up on this myself, Joaquin."  And he turns, reaching down to his cock and gripping it firmly through his jeans.  His body size is larger than Eldon's, though the vampire likely has a<em>wider</em>piece, Gabriel has him in<em>length</em>by a long shot.  At least an inch if not two.  He lets out a low moaning growl, stopping a moment to look at Joaquin, then heads out the door toward the holding cell where his guests are residing for the moment.<br/><br/>When he arrives at the door, the guards snap back into place, having been watching the two getting it on for a while now.  Gabriel scowls at them, shaking his head.  "Do not open this door without my command.  No one gets in, no one gets out, until I say so.  If I am attacked, so be it, these two will not be freed.  Is that clear?"  The guards nod.<br/><br/>Gabriel then removes his shirt, grinning a little at the guard on the left, and he opens the door.  The door barely makes a sound, nor does the Alpha werewolf.  He approaches them, watching with great interest.  His eyes are burning with something...what is it?  Anger?  A hunger for a kill?  No.  This is nothing but the clearest look of heated desire.   His hand drops to his pants, unzipping them, he pulls out that monster in his pants and begins to stroke it, watching the pair as they're still fucking like maniacs.  But his eyes are no longer on the girl.<br/><br/>"So...you just had to have her first.  Bravo.  I just have one question."  He steps closer, leaning closer to Eldon as he whispers, "What the hell made you think I wanted her first?"  Oh he had, there is no question of it...but perhaps it brings up a good point.  His anger is quite in check at the moment, pending the reply that the vampire might make on his own behalf.  Gabriel swats at Adrianna's ass a little, and steps back, falling onto a chair so that he can stroke his cock and watch the action right then and there.<br/><br/>