It's one of the reasons Gabriel loves Sam so much. He doesn't care as much about traditional roles when it came to the pack. Sure he was the Alpha, his mate and protector, but Sam let him take charge in bed sometimes and didn't care that he ran his own place.

He hums at the brush of his thumbs, slowly kissing his way along Sam's broad chest. "Good. Because if we're going to celebrate, we're going to do it right."