It was a lull, his body allowing itself time to recuperate from mating, to rest, eat and ready itself for another round. The greater the number of times an Omega coupled with an Alpha, the greater chance that a cub would be born. It also gave Gabriel time to just appreciate being close to Sam without the frantic burn of hormones clouding everything.

"Yeah, she's got a pretty solid head on her shoulders. You'll like her."

He pulled back long enough to slip the robe back off. "Her and Cas. They're good kids. I've done what I can to keep my brothers the hell away from both of them. It's safer." And it was easier to put his ass on the line than watch either one of them suffer Michael's anger or Lucifer's occasional rages.