Chapter 635
**Mature Content Ahead p>
Gabriel and Amelie returned to the palace hand-in-hand.
“I’ll be bringing Noah from—” Amelie started, her mind drifting to her son, but Gabriel cut her off.
“Let him stay with my parents,” Gabriel said. Before she could protest, the world blurred as he teleported them directly into the center of their private chamber. Amelie gasped, blinking as her feet touched the plush carpet. Gabriel didn’t waste a second, locking the door from inside.
He moved with lightning speed, closing the distance between them until her back was pressed lightly against the the pole of the poster bed. He cupped her face, his thumbs tracing the line of her jaw with a possessive heat.
“It’s been too long,” Gabriel murmured against her skin, his violet eyes darkening with a hunger he no longer wished to hide.
He captured her mouth in a searing kiss, and Amelie didn’t hesitate. She locked her hands behind his neck, pulling him closer as she returned the kiss with equal passion.
Gabriel’s chest rumbled with a low laugh as he pulled back just an inch, his fingers still tracing the heated curve of her cheeks. “We should bathe first. What do you think p>
“Yeah. Go ahead first,” Amelie replied, her breath hitching as she tried to regain her composure.
“Are you serious?” Gabriel chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “We are showering together.” Before she could argue, he teleported them again, and now, they were standing in the center of the vast, marble-tiled washroom.
“You are very excited today. What’s gotten into you?” Amelie asked with a soft smile, her fingers reaching out to unbutton his coat. She slid it off his shoulders, followed by the soft V-neck sweater.
“It started in the forest,” Gabriel admitted. “And it’s been so long. One tension after another… We’ve been so busy fighting the battles that we haven’t taken time for our own. Besides,” he leaned in, his nose brushing against hers as he released his pheromones, enveloping her completely.
“You are just as restless as I am, aren’t you? You and Selene both.” His eyes flashed a brilliant, dominant violet, sensing the way her wolf stirred in response to his own.
Amelie leaned into him, her voice a soft confession amidst the rising steam. “I’ve been restless for days,” she murmured, the admission fueling the fire in Gabriel’s eyes.
The silence of the washroom was replaced by the rhythmic patter of water as Gabriel turned on the hot tap. He buried his hands in her damp hair, massaging her scalp that made her eyes flutter shut.
When he leaned in to capture her lips again, she playfully ducked away, a teasing smile playing on her lips. She poured the fragrant shower gel into her palms, her hands gliding over the hard, corded muscles of his chest in slow circles, while he mirrored the action, his touch also worshiping her skin.
The playful air shifted into something far more primal as Gabriel’s hands moved lower, fondling her breasts. Amelie let out a sharp gasp, her head falling back against the cool marble tiles as a low moan escaped her. The warm water removed the remnants of the shower gel.
Gabriel didn’t let up. His mouth latched onto the sensitive skin of her neck, leaving a trail of searing kisses that made her knees weak. His hand traveled down the curve of her waist to her thigh, slowly sliding upward until he reached her core, finding her already slick and yearning for him. Swiftly, he reached out to shut off the tap, plunging the room into a silence broken only by their ragged breathing.
His eyes, glowing a fierce violet in the dim light, locked onto hers as he slid a finger inside her, testing her readiness and drawing a long, shuddering breath from her lungs.
Gabriel captured her lips again, stifling her breathless cries as he increased the rhythm. Two fingers moved in and out of her, coaxing wave after wave of heat from deep within her.
Amelie’s world narrowed down to the sensation of his touch and the scent of his skin; her nails dug into his shoulders, her arms winding tightly around his neck as she clung to him for stability.
“Ahng p>
The sound broke from her throat as his mouth traveled a familiar path. He trailed kisses along her jawline and down the arch of her throat, lingering at her collarbone before finally latching onto her nipple. The sensation sent a jolt of electricity straight to her core.
“Gabriel p>
She whispered his name like a prayer. Her eyes snapped shut. Feeling her readiness, Gabriel withdrew his hand and hoisted her up in one powerful motion. Amelie instinctively locked her legs around his waist, her damp skin clinging to his as his hands moved to support her hips.
He teleported them once more. They were now in their bedroom. Without wasting time, he laid her down amidst the silk sheets while hovering over her.
“The sheets are wet now,” she murmured breathlessly, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
“They can be replaced,” Gabriel answered. He took her hand, trailing a line of hot kisses from her fingertips down to her wrist before pinning it firmly above her head. He repeated the movement with her other hand as he completely locked her beneath him.
Amelie arched her back, and initiated a deep, demanding kiss. Gabriel’s free hand moved to her neck, his thumb stroking her pulse point as his lower body pressed firmly into hers. He kissed her hungrily, their tongues dancing in a frantic, desperate rhythm.
The wet, sloppy sounds coming from their mouths filled the room. When they finally broke apart, both were breathing hard, their chests heaving as they stared into each other’s eyes.
Gabriel released her wrists gently, guiding one of her hands down instead, his fingers trailing the soft curve of her inner thigh. His body shifted lower, weight settling carefully between her legs, and he pressed a warm kiss just above her belly button, lingering there as if savoring the quiet tremble that ran through her.
“Gabriel… No,” Amelie whispered, shaking her head.
He lifted his gaze, lips curving into that familiar, crooked smirk. “What? I haven’t even started yet p>
She swallowed, cheeks flushing deeper in the dim light. “I mean… Not there. I’m ready. You know I am p>
For a heartbeat he simply looked at her, searching her face like he was memorizing every flicker of emotion. Then, with the same unhurried tenderness, he eased her thighs apart wider, settling himself between them. His breath warm against her most intimate skin as he took in the sight of her.
Instinctively, shyly, Amelie’s hand moved to cover herself, fingers trembling just a little.
Gabriel caught her wrist again, gentle but firm, and pulled it away. “Don’t hide from me,” he murmured. “Seeing you shy… It only makes me turn harder p>
Before she could protest again, he lowered his head. His mouth found her in one sweep, then parting his lips to taste her fully. His warm tongue traced her folds, lapping at her slick heat. An involuntary loud sound slipped from Amelie’s throat as her hips lifted toward him without thought.
He hummed against her in response, the vibration sending a fresh shiver racing up her spine. One hand slid up to rest on her hip, thumb stroking soothing circles over the bone while the other cradled the back of her thigh, holding her open just enough for him to explore.
Amelie’s fingers found his hair, threading through the damp strands, not pulling, just holding on, as her head tipped back against the pillow.
“More, Gabriel… Ngh… Mmmph”
Her breathing and moans came in waves now. Finally, she reached her climax, her body shuddering with the release.