Chapter 54
Althea gasped, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest to steady herself. Gavriel’s eyes darkened as they locked on hers. His lips brushed her ear, the rough command vibrating through her. “Ride me p>
Gavriel’s grip on her hips tightened, holding her exactly where he wanted. Althea’s breath hitched, her chest brushing against his as he pulled her closer still. Her hands pressed against him, trembling, but his strength made resistance useless.
“You test me, Althea,” he murmured, his lips trailing from her cheek down to her jaw. Each brush of his mouth sent a shiver racing down her spine. “You think you can sway me with this bond?” His teeth grazed her skin, rough enough to make her gasp. “Then sway me p>
Her pulse pounded in her ears. “Gavriel she whispered, the word breaking apart on her lips, uncertain and fragile. The Alpha King would be the end of her. He was fire and ice all at once, leaving her shaken and confused.
She tried to reason with herself, to remember that Gavriel still hated her but the bond between them was undeniable. His body longed for her, but his heart never would. That was the unchangeable truth she could not escape.
He leaned back slightly, his piercing eyes catching hers, dark and unyielding. “Ride me,” he commanded again, his tone deep and final.
One hand slid up her back, pressing her chest to his, while the other guided her hips, forcing her to feel the heat of his body against hers.
Althea shivered, her breath uneven. The harshness of his words clashed with the way his thumb stroked her skin—small, almost tender movements he probably didn’t realize he was making.
“You’re nothing but a breeder,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “Cain’s blood runs in you.” His mouth trailed lower, pressing a kiss on her neck that betrayed every harsh word. “Do what you must so I can keep you alive. Please me. Warm my bed, breeder p>
Althea’s face darkened. She hated it. He didn’t need to remind her of what she was to him. But then… something clicked in her mind.
‘He’s probably reminding me because he’s fighting himself. Whether he likes it or not, he’s getting swayed p>
The thought sparked something inside her, lifting her mood in spite of herself. She shouldn’t expect anything from him… she knew that. Yet deep down, she wanted to make him waver.
Survival was her excuse, but what she felt seemed to be deeper than mere survival.
His kisses burned—rough, desperate. Each time he pulled back, his eyes betrayed him. She couldn’t read his thoughts, but she could read his gaze. It told her everything, how he burned for her, in every way.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as his grip on her tightened. He pressed her down against him, forcing her to feel the full weight of his control. He was so hard inside, stretching her fully, it made her breath hitch, and when she instinctively brushed herself against him, a low growl rumbled from his throat.
Her hips lifted, and slowly, she sank onto him, his length sliding deep inside her. A moan tore from her lips as she took him in fully.
Gavriel’s tongue traced the curve of her neck, making her arch into him as his mouth moved lower across her chest. She bit her lip hard when his hand closed over one breast, his tongue teasing the other until she trembled beneath him.
Althea’s breath came in quick bursts as she began to move, her hips rolling against him.
Every time she lowered herself onto him, the feeling made her shiver. She wanted more—wanted him deeper, wanted to lose herself in the heat building between them.
Her hands pressed against his chest for balance, but her eyes found his, and the raw hunger there almost undid her.
Gavriel’s mouth caught one of her breasts, his tongue circling her peak before he bit down gently, sending a sharp wave of pleasure through her. His other hand cupped her second mound, squeezing and teasing, making her cry out as she rode him harder.
He groaned against her skin, clearly enjoying how she moved above him. “That’s it he muttered, voice low and rough, his teeth scraping her soft flesh before sucking again.
Every shift of her hips made him sink deeper inside her, stretching her in ways that made her moan and clutch at him desperately.
“Gavriel she gasped, her body trembling as she tried to take him even deeper, grinding down until she felt him hit the very core of her. The sensation stole her breath, leaving her clinging to him with everything she had.
He thrust upward to meet her movements, making her cry out louder. His grip tightened on her waist, guiding her rhythm as if he couldn’t get enough of watching her take him. She could feel his hunger in every touch, every growl, every shudder that ran through his body beneath hers.
The heat between them built higher and higher, her body responding to his with an urgency she could no longer control. Althea arched back, hair tumbling around her face, her moans filling the room as she gave herself fully to the moment—riding him faster, harder, desperate to feel him deeper still. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ͟.net
She continued bouncing on him harder, her rhythm growing wild as her need consumed her.
Every time she took him deep, her walls clenched tight around his thick length, making Gavriel groan in raw pleasure. His head fell back, his grip on her waist turning almost bruising as he urged her to take more of him.
“You feel so good,” he growled, his voice rough as his teeth caught her nipple again, sucking and biting until she cried out. His other hand slid down to her hips, forcing her to grind against him in circles that made her gasp from the overwhelming friction.
“More she unknowingly moaned, riding him faster, her thighs trembling as she slammed herself down onto him. Each thrust drove him harder inside her, hitting the spot that made her see stars. Her cries filled the air, raw and shameless.