Chapter 395: His Way Of Making Love [M]

[Music recommendation: Gabriel Albuquerque Music - Saudade]

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The sudden rush of warm liquid caught Aliana off guard, leaving her choking slightly.

She immediately pulled away, coughing as she reflexively swallowed what she could. Her face scrunched up slightly at the unfamiliar taste, and she glanced at her husband, who lay panting with his eyes closed, clearly coming down from an earth-shattering orgasm.

Just then, Gavriel opened his slightly dazed eyes and glanced at Aliana sitting in front of him with the remnants of his release trailing down her chest.

A heart-stopping, lazy smile curved Gavriel’s lips at the riveting sight before him.

Rising slowly from the mattress, he reached out to gently cup her chin and drew her face close to his as an intense fascination filled his eyes.

"You..." His gaze dropped to her swollen lips, and he slowly dragged the pad of his thumb across them. "You were amazing. This little mouth of yours... was truly meant for me."

"R-really?" Aliana whispered, as though unsure if she had truly pleased him that much.

"Are you doubting yourself?" Gavriel asked, an incredulous look crossing his features.

Gavriel could hardly believe he had just experienced such a mind-blowing orgasm from a blowjob alone. It had been so intense that his vision had blurred for a moment, and he had this woman to thank for it... this beautiful wife sitting before him. He didn’t know how she did it, but every time he was with Aliana, she somehow managed to take him to new heights.

He wanted to tell her just how incredible she was. He wanted to make her feel just as cherished and desired as she made him feel.

The sight of her sitting before him, her beautiful body bare and a hint of nervous innocence shining in her eyes as his essence trickled down her chest, stirred something deep within him.

She was his... truly his in every sense.

Her earlier confession about not being his mate, or her fear of another woman taking him away, felt completely ridiculous. If only she knew what she did to him. Her presence, her touch, her entire existence in his life was larger than life itself.

He would rather fall into the pits of hellfire and perish than ever let the thought of betraying or leaving her enter his mind.

Suddenly feeling shy, with all her earlier boldness flying out the window, Aliana lowered her gaze.

Gavriel could see the self-doubt lingering in her mind. He let out a soft chuckle before pulling her close and kissed her deeply like a man possessed... like a man who could never get enough.

He gently eased her back onto the mattress, then settled between her parted legs.

Breaking the kiss, he nudged her entrance with his blunt tip and murmured huskily, "Let me show you how good you made me feel, Aliana."

Her hands reached for his shoulders as he gently eased himself inside her, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed within her and stilled.

Aliana moaned, arching her back as they both trembled at the overwhelming sensation.

Gavriel drew back and lifted her leg, showering her with reverent kisses from her ankle to the inside of her knee before resting it on his shoulder. His other hand settled against her waist.

Leaning back closer, he rested his forehead against hers before slowly drawing back and thrusting into her heavenly warmth again. "You feel so good," he whispered.

He slowly drew back before thrusting again. "You are made only for me."

"Every part of you is so beautiful, and it all belongs only to me."

"Only my Aliana."

"And I only ever belong to you."

"Mine alone."

"Ana..."

Words of love and praise continued to spill from his lips with every thrust, every movement reaching straight into Aliana’s heart, sending her into a state of utter bliss. Eventually, she became too overwhelmed to form a coherent thought and kissed him to silence him before his words could make her heart burst with happiness.

That was the first time Gavriel had ever been so gentle with her.

Even when he later picked up the pace to a hard, punishing rhythm... it was his way of making love to her for the very first time.

At his slow pace, Aliana felt every inch of him, and when he eventually quickened his rhythm, he left her seeing stars.

Gavriel kissed every inch of her as though worshipping her, leaving no part of her untouched by his affection.

All Aliana could do was moan his name over and over again, responding to him with just as much passion.

When the clock struck three in the morning, Gavriel thrust harder, his movements long and deep as he took her from behind. One hand caressed her sensitive nub while the other threaded through her thick locks. His mouth moved against hers, and moments later, they both fell apart in each other’s arms one last time.

Aliana collapsed onto the bed, too spent to move, yet feeling thoroughly loved. Gavriel sank down beside her but made no move to pull himself from her warmth.

Instead, he pulled her close against him as they lay still, their breathing gradually settling while they savoured the quiet intimacy of the moment.

With heavy-lidded eyes, she looked out through the glass window at the night sky, taking in the faint silhouette of lush green mountains and the steady rolling of the sea waves.

Everything felt quiet and serene, but more than that, a profound sense of peace washed over her for the first time in a very long while.

She wondered whether it was simply the beauty of this place, or because, in the span of a single day, Gavriel had somehow managed to quiet the persistent demons that had been feeding on her mind.

She did not know for certain, but she knew without a doubt that her heart felt lighter than it had in days.

Gavriel gently pulled the covers up over their shoulders, his warm breath fanning against her skin as he murmured softly against her ear, "Sleep, baby."

His deep voice was like a soothing lullaby, and the gentle kiss he pressed to her neck served as the final switch that drifted her off into a deep, dreamless sleep, bringing a peaceful conclusion to the first day of their honeymoon.