Chapter 356: This isn’t over yet, Mate
Gabriel eased Amelie back onto the mattress, careful and deliberate, making sure not to press against the gentle curve of her baby bump. He hovered at her side, his eyes never leaving hers, as if reassuring her that even in his hunger, she was safe in his arms.
"You weren’t supposed to tear my—" Her protest broke off in a gasp as his mouth claimed hers in a deep, searing kiss. His hand cupped her breast, kneading softly, drawing a needy arch from her body. Heat pooled in her belly as his lips trailed downward, mapping her skin with slow, burning kisses that made her shiver with anticipation.
"Mmm... ngh..." A chorus of breathless moans spilled from her lips when his mouth closed around her other breast, sucking greedily while his thumb rolled over the sensitive peak of the first. Pleasure sparked through her veins, leaving her trembling.
"Gabriel..." Amelie gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair. "You know I’m ready for you... stop tormenting me." Her voice broke with longing, her hand pressing against her forehead as if trying to contain the storm inside her.
"I know..." he murmured against her skin, his voice rough, reverent. With a final, lingering kiss, he released her breast and slid lower, settling himself between her thighs.
His gaze darkened as he removed the last barrier that kept her hidden from him. Slowly, deliberately, he slipped two fingers inside her, groaning at how easily she welcomed him.
"You are indeed ready, Amelie," Gabriel murmured, licking his fingers slowly as his eyes darkened with desire.
Her cheeks flamed. "Hey... that’s dirty," she whispered, trying to avert her gaze.
"It wasn’t," he countered huskily, his eyes glowing like embers threatening to set her aflame.
"Please... put it in," Amelie pleaded, her voice trembling with need.
"I have to be gentle with you," Gabriel said. He removed his pants and briefs, freeing himself. Amelie’s breath caught when she saw him, still impossibly hard, as though her touch hadn’t eased him at all.
Her heart raced, and her blush deepened when he pressed forward. With one controlled thrust, Gabriel slid into her warmth, swallowing both of their moans into a kiss. His hands caught her arms, and in one swift motion, he pulled her upright and guided her onto his lap, settling her astride him.
"This way..." he whispered against her lips, his large hands steadying her hips. "It’s safer for you, and for our pup."
Amelie clung to his shoulders, her body trembling as she adjusted to him, her legs tightening around him while his gaze burned into hers. And when he called Noa their pup, her heart fluttered even more than before.
His lips found her earlobe, sucking on it while his hold on her hips remained gentle. A few moments later, her lay his head against the headboard.
His lips closed over her earlobe, teasing it with gentle sucks before releasing it, his hands still steady on her hips. A low groan escaped him as he leaned back against the headboard, eyes dark with possession.
"Ride me, Amelie," Gabriel whispered, his tone a mix of command and worship. "Do what you wanted to do earlier. This isn’t over yet, Mate."
Amelie bit her bottom lip, heat flooding her cheeks as she moved against him. Her hips began a slow, tentative rhythm, lifting and lowering herself on him, every glide making her shiver. Her lashes fluttered, her head tilting back as soft moans slipped out.
Gabriel’s hand tightened on her hip, his mouth curving into a smirk. "I didn’t teach you to go this slow."
Her eyes snapped open, narrowing at him. "When did you ever teach me any of this?" she retorted breathlessly, her movements faltering for a moment as her gaze locked with his.
Instead of replying, his expression softened, his eyes glinting with something deeper than lust. "Do you know what your eyes look like when your Alpha takes over?" he asked.
Her lips parted. "No... tell me."
"They turn into a rare shade of blue," Gabriel said, leaning forward, his thumb brushing her cheek as though he could summon the color with his touch. "Something so magnificent... I keep chasing that color every time I look at you," Gabriel murmured, his violet eyes softening. "Valko and I can only imagine how breathtaking you’ll look the first time you shift."
His hand slid down, pausing to caress the gentle curve of her bump, his touch reverent... lingering longer than she expected. Then, almost deliberately, his thumb pressed against her sensitive nub.
"Ahhh!" Amelie gasped, her body arching involuntarily as a wave of unexpected pleasure surged through her veins. "D-Don’t touch me like that..."
"Why not?" Gabriel’s voice dipped into a low growl, laced with amusement. "Don’t tell me you don’t like it." His lips curved into a smirk, eyes glinting as he studied her flustered state.
"You were so hellbent on taking control tonight, remember? And yet—" his thumb circled again, drawing another involuntary sound from her throat, "—the bold Amelie seems to have disappeared."
"She hasn’t disappeared," Amelie retorted, her voice husky as she pushed him down onto the bed. Her eyes shimmered with that rare, radiant blue he adored, her Alpha self peeking through once again.
Gabriel’s hands instinctively gripped her thighs, steadying her as if she were the only thing anchoring him. Amelie braced herself with her palms on his taut abdomen, the heat of his skin searing into her hands. Slowly, she lifted herself and sank back down, each movement sending shivers racing through them both.
Gabriel’s jaw tightened, his violet eyes burning as he guided her hips, though his tone softened. "Easy, Amelie. Gentle... don’t push yourself."
But she ignored his caution, her pace finding its rhythm. It was slow, intoxicating, yet demanding at the same time. Their breaths tangled in the air, their bodies moving as one.
"I-I love you, Gabriel," Amelie gasped, her nails tracing across his chest. Her body trembled as she clung to him.
Gabriel’s breath caught in his throat. His violet eyes softened, even as his control began to unravel. "And I love you... more than my own life," he whispered.
His every thrust pulling them closer to the edge.