Chapter 17 #2
The lights of the shower going off startled me.
I never noticed when he activated it. The particles cleansing us made my skin tingle.
It almost felt like the subtlest hint of an electric spark kissing our nerve endings.
In the time it took me to kiss a path from the crook of his neck to his muscular pectorals, and down his chiseled abs, the shower had completed its task.
The whole while, I continued my healing as I closed in on my prize.
Gavin was massive. I didn’t even want to picture how enormous the purebloods were if he was this big as a hybrid.
Our first time together, I feared I wouldn’t be able to take him.
No words could describe just how much he stretched me.
Had it hurt? Yep. Had it been worth it? Absolutely.
And now, I couldn’t imagine it any other way.
Once I adjusted to his girth, it was glorious.
The fullness of it truly made us feel like one.
But it also rubbed all the sensitive spots inside me the right way, sending me over the edge in seconds.
To say I couldn’t wrap a single hand around his circumference wasn’t an exaggeration.
He truly was that girthy. But I loved the silkiness of his length under my palm, its softness on my tongue, and the delicious taste of him as I took him in my mouth.
It saddened me that I couldn’t take much of him.
That didn’t stop me from making sure he enjoyed my attentions.
His singing faded into a throaty moan that made my inner walls clench.
The sounds he made might as well have been a concentrated shot of aphrodisiac directly in my veins.
I’d been so worried he’d find me lacking as a lover due to my inexperience.
And yet, he systematically made me feel like a sex goddess.
It boggled my mind to see such a magnificent male fall apart for me the way he did.
And as a soul whisperer, the rainbow of colors that shot out of his soul when he climaxed mesmerized me. You couldn’t fake that.
He sank his fingers into my hair as I began to bob in front of him.
I used both my hands to stroke his length to compensate.
With the nail of my right thumb, I gently scraped the underside of the ridge right below the head of his cock.
I’d accidentally discovered how sensitive it was for him.
He hissed with pleasure, his body slightly jerking whenever I did that.
My tongue would then swoop in to soothe him, making him moan even louder.
I alternated between licking and sucking the head, taking him as deeply as I could, then grazing my teeth over him as I pulled back.
In no time, the muscles of his thighs and abs started contracting, his climax imminent.
The first few times I gave him fellatio, Gavin pulled away from me right before his orgasm hit.
He’d feared I would choke on his seed as he ejaculated copious amounts of it.
It wasn’t until he started getting better control that he allowed me to swallow.
I felt his ecstasy swoop in half a beat before it swept him away.
Gavin emitted the sexiest growl. It was savage, raw, making me soaking wet with need.
His seed shot out into my mouth, and I greedily swallowed, the flow quickly stopping under his iron will.
I continued to lick and suck on him as he remained rock hard for me.
Gavin tugged on my hair, pulling me away, then lifted me up with an ease that would never cease to amaze me.
His strength defied logic. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clasped my hands behind his neck as he carried me back to the bedroom.
He crushed my lips in a voracious kiss. I pressed my chest against his, my aching nipples desperate for some friction.
He carefully laid me down on the bed then crawled on top of me.
My mate settled over me, and I parted my legs for him to be more comfortable.
He reclaimed my mouth in a deep kiss while our hands feverishly explored each other.
His lips traced a blazing trail from my neck down to my breasts.
A voluptuous moan escaped me when he sucked in one of my nipples, finally giving it the attention it had desperately needed.
Each swirl of his tongue echoed directly in my clit.
I cupped the back of his head to hold him in place, sighs of pleasure tumbling out of me.
As he moved to tend to my other nipple, he also shifted to his side, partially lying next to me.
With his mouth still latched on to my breast, Gavin slipped his hand down my stomach.
It swerved slightly to the left to tease the markings on my side.
My body jerked in response, and my stomach quivered as a jolt of pleasure coursed through me.
More moisture instantly pooled between my thighs, and my inner walls constricted with anticipation.
His fingers traced a path the length of my markings, all the way to my thighs, wresting a string of strangled moans from me.
They then glided towards my pelvis and boldly dove between my thighs.
I spread my legs wider as his hand cupped my sex, rubbing it a couple of times before two of his fingers teased my slit.
He purred with approval at finding me already embarrassingly wet.
I panted, my grip tightening in his hair as he dipped two fingers inside of me.
As they moved in and out of me, his thumb teased all around my engorged little nub, but deliberately avoided it, driving me insane.
He took his sweet time, prolonging this exquisite torture while stretching me.
He abandoned my breasts to pepper fluttering kisses down my stomach. The fingers of his free hand gently raked the markings the length of my thighs. I shouted, and my back arched off the bed. A bolt of lust and ecstasy exploded in the pit of my stomach, radiating outward as pleasure swiftly built.
Gavin crouched between my legs and finally acknowledged my throbbing clit with a single lick.
Gharah smite me, but it was all it took for me to go off like a rocket.
I cried out as my orgasm crashed over me.
The wretched male chuckled smugly before sucking on my little nub and circling it with his tongue.
He never gave me a chance to fully come back down.
My hips gyrated with a will of their own as he accelerated the movement of his fingers making love to me.
Between his mouth worshipping my clit, his fingers inside of me, and his fiendish caresses on my markings, my pleasure built again at mind-boggling speed.
My body seized as I cried out his name. Through my lust-addled haze, I vaguely realized that I was fisting his hair with brutal force.
I tried to will my hands to loosen their grip, but I was too busy writhing in the throes of passion.
He relentlessly pursued his ministrations, keeping me flying high for a while longer.
At last, he took mercy on me. I felt dizzy as he pulled his fingers out of me.
Gavin licked off my essence, his golden eyes locked on me with a predatory possessiveness that had my stomach quivering and my toes curling.
He crawled back on top of me, kissing my breasts along the way as he knew how sensitive they were.
As he settled between my legs, I slipped a hand between us to grab his cock and align it with my opening.
“I love you,” he whispered, his eyes locked with mine.
The adoration in his eyes and in his voice struck me straight in the heart. Tears pricked my eyes as I melted for this male, my perfect partner, my soulmate.
“I love you, too, Gavin, body and soul,” I whispered back.
He kissed me again as he slowly pushed himself in.
I spread my legs wider to ease his penetration, my palms gently running up and down the tense muscles of his back.
They screamed loudly of his efforts to control his movements instead of giving in to the burning need of unleashing his passion.
Gavin always put my safety and welfare above all else.
Despite how often we played naughty together, his initial penetration still required a great deal of patience as he rocked in and out of me.
In between two kisses, my mate whispered soothing words of love and encouragement in my ears.
He also caressed my markings to drown any discomfort in the intense pleasure they procured me until he was fully sheathed.
Gavin remained still, giving me time to adjust to him.
This time, it was my turn to distract him from the strain of holding back with soothing words and touches.
And then, my body loudly signaled it was ready as my inner walls began to throb with impatience around his cock.
My hands glided down his back to settle on his behind, and I gripped his cheeks firmly, pressing my pelvis upward towards his.
He got the message and gladly complied.
My mate started moving carefully with his usual attentiveness to my responses for any sign of discomfort.
He gradually picked up the pace, his moans and grunts filling my ears and fanning the fire inside of me.
Great Goddess! He felt so incredibly good inside me, his thick cock infallibly rubbing my sensitive bundle of nerves both on the way in and out.
Each stroke sent lightning sparks up my spine.
Coils of pleasure swirled through me, building in an overwhelming crescendo that would soon tear me asunder.
The sound of our labored breathing and sighs of bliss filled the room.
The burning feel of his skin against mine only heightened the inferno raging inside me, and which threatened to consume from within.