Chapter 37
Althea acted on instinct, responding to the deep, pleased sound that escaped Gavriel’s lips. She felt the way his body tightened under her touch, and something about that reaction stirred an unfamiliar thrill within her.
She licked his length from its base to its tip. She moved slowly, almost experimentally, as if savoring a forbidden delicacy. Her actions grew bolder, teasing him with deliberate pauses, watching the way his expression shifted—hungry, impatient, and intent on her every move.
changed.
She repeated the procedure as if she were licking and tasting something really good. Then she playfully stopped at the tip and licked him there. Gavriel’s eyes darkened further, his jaw tense. Official source ıs.net
Her own pulse quickened, her breath uneven, and before she realized it, a strange warmth began to curl low in her belly. She could already taste his precum, and for some reason, it made her feel even more aroused. She tried sucking from the tip, but Gavriel’s length was so massive.
“That’s it, take all of me, my sweet vixen… just like that. Ahh Gavriel groaned, his hand now fisting her hair, leading her to his preferred pace.
Althea felt like she was choking, but she took him as far as she could inside her mouth while using her hand to hold the remaining part she couldn’t. She started sucking in and out of his length, and she felt her own wetness between her thighs just from hearing Gavriel’s lewd moans.
“Oh, I’m cumming too early. Feels so good to do your mouth like this,” he grunted as he pounded in and out of her mouth. She felt him growing even more and the veins pulsing inside, so she moved faster, knowing he would release soon.
And soon enough, his body became rigid, and she felt his warm release inside her mouth. Althea didn’t know what to do, so she ended up gulping it all down. She raised her head and saw Gavriel staring at her with burning desire.
She didn’t know what came over her, but she met his gaze while boldly licking her lips. He was still hard, and the tip practically swung in front of her face, so she stuck out her tongue to lick the remaining drops, and Gavriel grunted.
“Ah, damn, you’re driving me crazy!” he growled pleasurably, not breaking eye contact with her.
“You like it so much, huh, that I can practically smell your heat and arousal,” he teased with a smirk, making Althea blush.
She almost yelled when Gavriel pulled her up, practically tore the clothes off her, and then cupped her breasts as he dove into her mouth.
Althea’s world tilted, and before she could catch her breath, she felt the soft give of the mattress beneath her. Gavriel loomed over her, his kiss fierce and consuming, stealing the air from her lungs as if he feared there would be no tomorrow.
When he finally broke the kiss, it was only to trail his lips down her skin, leaving a path of heat that made her shiver. A delicious ache spread through her as the warmth of his mouth moved lower, each touch pulling another gasp from her.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, her back arching as if her body sought him on its own. Gavriel shifted, drawing her closer until her legs rested over his broad shoulders. His dark gaze met hers for one charged heartbeat, and then he lowered his head.
She raised her head and saw him kneeling at the side of the bed, inhaling her scent between her legs.
She felt the warmth of his breath, the nearness of him, and it sent a rush of sensation straight through her. A low sound of approval rumbled from his chest, and her pulse stumbled, her body responding before her mind could think.
“Smells so nice,” he grunted before licking her folds, making her body tremble. He licked her as if tasting her wetness, and her toes curled when he nibbled on her clit.
“Gavriel,” she lewdly called his name as her head thrashed side to side. She didn’t realize her hips had started moving against his face. He was licking her folds, and she felt his tongue probing deeper inside her core.
Althea’s breathing grew ragged as the heat between her thighs built to an unbearable peak. Every flick of his tongue sent sparks shooting through her nerves. Her fingers tangled tighter in his hair, and she bit her lip to stifle a moan that still slipped out anyway.
Gavriel growled against her, the vibration making her gasp. “You taste so sweet,” he murmured between licks, his voice thick with desire. His hands gripped her hips firmly, holding her in place as his tongue worked deeper, swirling and stroking every sensitive spot he could reach.
Her legs trembled, toes curling again, and she felt a rush of heat pooling low in her belly.
“Gavriel… I can’t… I’m—” Her words broke off into a cry as his mouth closed over her clit, sucking hard.
Her back arched off the bed, the pleasure exploding inside her like a wave crashing through every part of her body. She clutched his head desperately, riding out the tremors as his tongue continued to tease her through the aftershocks.
Only when her breathing began to slow did Gavriel finally lift his head. His mouth glistened with her arousal, his dark eyes fixed on hers with a hunger that made her heart skip.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he promised in a low, dangerous whisper, crawling back up her body.
Gavriel’s mouth claimed hers again, his kiss deep and possessive, letting her taste herself on his lips. She whimpered into his mouth, still trembling from the aftershocks, but his body pressed harder against hers, reigniting the fire inside her.
She felt the heavy, rigid length of him pressing against her core, the heat radiating from him making her thighs instinctively part wider. His hand slid down, gripping her thigh and pushing it up toward her chest, opening her completely for him.
“Look at me,” he commanded in a low growl.