The Devil's obsession with the Heiress

Chapter 218: Mine in Every Sense [M]

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But more than anything, Gavriel wanted to take it all.

He wanted her to feel exactly how much he craved her... exactly how much she drove him to become a mindless beast.

He had sensed the fear in her. He had seen how she searched his eyes during her confession, desperate to see if he would reject her or look at her differently.

He would have laughed at how ridiculous that notion sounded if she had not looked so fragile.

If only she knew how she plagued his mind, his body, and now his soul simply by existing. If only she knew how much he wanted to ravage this beautiful creature whenever and wherever possible, she would never question him like that again.

So he didn’t hold back.

He kissed her ruthlessly until she was breathless before moving his mouth along her jaw...all the way to her sensitive neck where he sucked her hard.

"Oh, God!" Aliana moaned at the sharp sting against her neck, but her body arched toward him as if begging for more.

Her nails clawed at his bare chest, pushing Gavriel further over the edge.

His hands, which had been digging into her back, slid all the way down to her thighs and pushed her white dress up until it bunched at her waist, exposing her delicious curves. He gripped her hip hard enough to leave the marks of his fingers on her supple, fair skin.

When Aliana felt his wicked mouth trail down to the deep neckline that stopped right at the centre of her breasts, her own hands slid down his tight abs until her fingers hooked firmly against the waistband of his trousers.

Gavriel raised a hand to tug one strap of her white dress down, exposing the soft curve of her breast to his hungry gaze, and he didn’t hesitate.

He closed his hot mouth around her hardened peak, circling it with his tongue before tugging it between his teeth. He then took as much of her breast into his mouth as he could and sucked so hard that Aliana’s pleasure-filled cry echoed through the bathroom.

His savage actions poured pure gasoline onto the blazing fire consuming her inside.

Wanting to feel more of him, Aliana wasted no time. Her fingers fumbled impatiently at his waist, undoing the buckle of his belt, before unfastening the button of his trousers and lowering the zip.

As soon as she had access, she slid her hand inside, palming the thick, hard length straining against his boxer briefs.

Gavriel released her breast with a sharp pop, and a strained curse ripped from his lungs against her wet skin. "Fuck, Ana."

Wrapping his large hand firmly around her throat, he met her gaze with those same feral eyes she had seen back in Aria when he had gone all out on her. The dark display of dominance did nothing but turn her on even more.

Panting heavily, Aliana tightened her grip around his thick member while wrapping her other hand around the nape of his neck and rasped, "I want you...now."

Her own voice came out so sultry that she could hardly recognise that it was hers, but she couldn’t care less.

And Gavriel gave her no time to think.

One second she was straddling him on the floor, and the next he moved with blinding speed, pinning her directly against the cold marble wall behind her.

He had already removed her hand from his brief and pressed his sexy body against hers while lifting her by her thighs to hold her up against the wall.

In a deep, rough growl that vibrated against her skin, he commanded, "Wrap those pretty legs around me."

She did not need to be told twice and did exactly as he asked.

"Good girl," he grunted in a low, dark baritone as he felt her slick heat drag against his covered length.

He then clasped his hand around her throat once again before tightening his grip enough to make her gasp and locked his burning gaze into hers.

"I am going to fuck you hard, Aliana. So hard... that I will make sure you feel the ache with every single step you take down that aisle tomorrow... as you walk toward me."

He dragged his lips ruthlessly against her mouth, his voice dropping to a breathless whisper. "Every step you take will serve as a reminder that no matter what, you’re only mine. Do not you dare fucking doubt that again."

A shiver ran down Aliana’s spine as his raw, possessive words melted her mind into pure, liquid desire before he even entered her.

But instead of fear, an intoxicating rush of thrill coursed through her body, making her core ache and throb for him to finally tear away the last barrier between them.

A deep, involuntary moan escaped her lips when he devoured her mouth once again. His grip tightened around her throat for a fraction of a second before he slid his hand down between her thighs and hummed when he felt how soaking wet she was for him.

His fingers hooked her lacy underwear to the side, exposing her pulsing core, and adjusted his stance until the blunt tip of his length kissed her wetness.

His massive hands clamped around her ass, hoisting her body upward, and with one swift, merciless plunge, he buried himself straight into her without a single hint of warning.

A sharp scream tore from Aliana’s throat at the thick, stretching invasion. The metallic taste of blood burst onto her tongue as her teeth sank deep into his lower lip, biting him hard at the throes of blinding pleasure and pain.

Gavriel released a deep groan as he bottomed out, buried to the absolute hilt inside her. Her tight, spasming walls fluttered and clamped around his thick shaft, squeezing him so violently that his vision blurred, making him shut his eyes. He felt the stinging slice of her teeth on his bleeding lip, but he welcomed the raw pain with a dark delight as he savoured the wildness of her reaction.

She felt so perfect.

So impossibly tight and so perfectly made for him that he couldn’t help but be mesmerised when he opened his heavy eyes and saw her head tilting back, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Gavriel pulled back just enough to witness the way her spine arched against the cold marble, her inner muscles milking him and begging for more.

With a low growl, he lifted her higher until his length was almost slipping out of her soaking core before he drove back in, slamming his hips against hers with a punishing thrust.

Right then, he clamped his large hand over her mouth just as another scream of pleasure tore from her lungs.

As much as he craved hearing every single sound she made, he did not want a soul coming up to interrupt them.




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