Chapter 190: The Beast’s Addiction [M]
[Music recommendation: Tanerélle - Become]
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"Oh lord!" A deep moan slipped past her lips as she felt him reach even deeper through this new angle.
Gavriel’s eyes looked fiercely alive as he watched her body arch like that.
Wrapping his powerful arms around her, he pulled her closer to his chest and leaned down to her ear to speak in his rich, sexy voice.
"You didn’t think I would be done with just one round, did you, my beautiful little rose?"
She shivered at the endearing way he called her, and her walls clamped down on him harder.
Her reaction coaxed a deep, satisfying rumble from his chest, a vibration that travelled all the way down to the core where they were joined. He then gave her neck a long, languid lick, trailing his tongue all the way to her earlobe.
"Ride me," he commanded, nipping her ear just hard enough to make her mewl.
His hands caressed her back until they settled on her hips, lifting her up before letting her drop onto his thickness, letting gravity drive himself straight to the hilt.
Gavriel guided her a few more times, his low grunts mingling with her breathless cries until Aliana caught the rhythm and began to move on her own.
As she rolled her hips, sliding up and down while facing him, Gavriel surrendered full control, letting her lead at her own pace. It was a level of control he had never allowed anyone to hold over him.
Yet he was utterly transfixed, watching her gorgeous body rock against his cock so erotically, her core squeezing him with every downward stroke, tingling his spine.
Leaning forward, his mouth devoured her breast. He took his sweet time, biting the swollen peak before swirling his wicked tongue around it, then sucking her so hard that strings of sharp, helpless cries tore from her throat. All the while, his free hand ruthlessly pinched and massaged her other breast, his thumb flicking the hardened tip.
Her pale skin was already flushed and covered in dark, blooming bruises from his mouth and hands, and the sight of her completely marked by him made his cock throb, expanding even larger inside her tight warmth.
Letting her breasts go, when he looked up again and saw that she was already staring at him with hooded, hazy, tear-streaked eyes.
Her mouth parted beautifully each time she took him deeper, her long hair swaying behind her as she clung to his neck as if he were the only thing keeping her from crumbling. It was a riveting sight, a display of raw vulnerability that utterly enthralled Gavriel, prompting him to close the remaining distance and crush his lips against hers.
Their mouths moved in perfect sync as he drove his tongue deep, matching the rhythm of his hips as he began to thrust upward, ruthlessly increasing the pace.
He closed his eyes, his mind spinning at the sensation of her trembling fingers running through his hair, before his hands flew to her waist. Taking back full control, he drove harder and faster up inside her.
She moaned directly into his mouth, a sound that pushed him straight to the brink of madness. He could feel himself closing in on his release, the heat building rapidly while her own walls contracted, signalling that she was right there with him.
Soon, another mind-blowing orgasm hit them simultaneously. He felt her shatter around him while he filled her to the absolute brim. His grip tightened possessively around her ass and waist, their shared groans echoed in the quiet room before Aliana finally slumped against the crook of his neck.
They remained locked together, their bodies continuing to shudder in the intense aftermath of their passion.
He watched as her eyes fluttered shut briefly before burying his nose in her hair and inhaling deeply. The scent of roses, along with sex, lingered heavily around her, and he felt his dark side growl in a deep satisfaction he had never experienced before.
Yet, his hunger for her remained insatiable. He knew he was becoming addicted to her, and no matter how many times he claimed her, he knew it would never be enough.
Slowly, he lay her back down against the mattress, his length growing rock-hard once again. This time, he lifted her legs up, resting them high on his broad shoulders and bending her body like a pretzel.
Pulling himself nearly all the way out, he drove back in much slower, letting out a dark growl against her skin. "More."
He took his time with this round, leaning down to lick away the fresh tears that slid from the corners of her eyes, born from pure, overwhelming pleasure.
Gavriel continued to give her everything he had, driving deep into her over and over again until they were soon caught up in their fourth round.
The night pulled in deeper, but the two of them lost track of time altogether, utterly consumed by the throes of pleasure they were tangled in.
By the end of the fourth round, Aliana slumped against the mattress, too exhausted to even lift a finger. She was amazed that she was even awake or able to keep up with his relentless energy.
Maybe she could only thank the new changes her body had been going through; otherwise, she was sure she would have passed out right after the first round.
She had lost count of how many times she experienced that mind-blowing, toe-tingling orgasm. It was astonishing how, even though exhaustion was hitting her to her very bones, her body still continued to hum for more.
She knew Gavriel would not have stopped either if she had not momentarily blacked out at the end of their last round.
Just like before, he took care of her afterwards. He took his time cleaning her under the hot shower while she simply clung to his strong body for support.
As they washed, she could feel the gentle kisses he pressed against her head and the nape of her neck, as if praising her for being able to keep up with him for so long.
She had no idea what time it was, as the sky remained dark outside, but sleep claimed her instantly the moment he settled them under the thick blanket, holding her close against his chest.
While Aliana slept, Gavriel still couldn’t wrap his head around what had just happened. He had been a man of countless experiences when it came to sex, yet Aliana had been the first to make him feel so incredibly good that the aftermath of it still continued to resonate within him.
It had all been meaningless to him, after all, for as long as he could remember, until he had stopped engaging in it altogether a whole year ago. Yet with her, he had never felt so alive.
It was as though she had been made solely for him.
With that thought, his resolve to never let her go only hardened.
A fierce possessiveness rose within him, one that wanted to always have her by his side.
She was his alone to touch, his alone to watch shatter so beautifully each time, and his alone to feel as he buried himself deep inside her warmth. And he would do everything within his power to ensure that never changed, to make sure she would always remain by his side, no matter what.
With that thought, he tightened his hold around her and felt her unconsciously sink further into his arms.
Looking down at her, he found her sleeping peacefully, her face still faintly flushed. Leaning down, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and whispered, "My little rose....only mine."
With that, he closed his eyes and finally drifted off to sleep.
Outside, snow continued to drift through the night as the wind howled in the freezing darkness. But the couple remained blissfully unaware of the approaching danger as they succumbed to slumber.