Chapter 55 More Than Just a Breeder
Gavriel thrust upward to meet her, his powerful body rising off the tub to pound into her from below. She screamed his name, nails raking down his chest, her entire body on fire. His lips trailed over her breasts, sucking and nipping as though he couldn’t get enough of her taste.
Her body tightened, pleasure coiling hot and heavy in her belly until she could barely breathe. “I’m—ahh, I’m so close—” she gasped, bouncing faster, desperate to reach that edge.
“Cum for me,” Gavriel snarled, slamming into her so deep she nearly lost control. “Show me how much you need me.”
Her climax crashed into her, violent and uncontrollable. She cried out, arching her back as her walls squeezed him in pulsing waves. Her body shook with the intensity of it, every nerve sparking as she rode out the explosion of pleasure.
Gavriel wasn’t far behind. A guttural growl tore from his throat as he thrust up one last time, burying himself deep inside her. His release flooded her, hot and overwhelming, as his entire body tensed beneath her. He clutched her to him, his mouth still on her breasts as he spilled every last drop into her.
Althea collapsed against his chest, gasping for air, her body still trembling from the force of it. His hands stayed locked on her waist, holding her in place as if he never wanted to let her go. Their bodies were still joined, sweat and heat binding them together in the aftermath of their frenzy.
For a long moment, neither of them moved, just the sound of their ragged breaths filling the room, proof of how completely they had unraveled in each other’s arms.
Gavriel was the first to move. He rose from the tub, lifting Althea effortlessly into his arms, her body still joined with his. The slow friction of his length sliding inside her made her moan, the sound spilling helplessly from her lips. He was still hard, still throbbing with need, every pulse making her shiver.
“Look at you… so eager,” he grunted, his voice low and rough against her skin as his tongue traced her neck. He suckled there, marking her, his teeth scraping lightly before biting down just enough to make her gasp.
Her back met the cold wall with a jolt, and before she could recover, his hips snapped forward. He drove into her with a force that stole her breath, thrusting in and out with relentless hunger. Althea cried out, clinging to his shoulders as he filled her again and again, each movement harder than the last.
Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him deeper, as if her body refused to let him go. The wet sounds of their joining echoed in the room, mixing with her moans and his growls as he pounded into her without mercy.
Althea’s nails dug into his shoulders, her cries muffled against his neck until he growled and yanked her head back.
“Say it,” he ordered, his breath hot against her lips. “Tell me how you want me inside you like this.”
Her face burned, but the words tumbled out between moans. “I… I want you deeper. Harder… I want to feel you everywhere, Gavriel.”
She forced herself to speak the words aloud, because there was no use denying what her body was already begging for. Melva had once told her that men wanted to hear it and she wanted to please him, but also be sincere. Pride wouldn’t take her anywhere now. She had to play her cards wisely, but do it with honesty too.
A dangerous smile curved his mouth as he crushed his lips to hers, swallowing her plea before pulling back to look at her, his eyes dark and blazing. “Good girl.”
His thrusts grew sharper, faster, the wet sounds of their bodies filling the room. Each time he drove into her, her moans rose higher, her body clenching around him in desperate need. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, his other gripping her thigh to keep her open for him.
“You like this,” he rasped against her ear, his teeth grazing her skin. “Being taken like this… pinned, helpless, filled so deep you can’t think.”
“Yes!” she cried, her body arching, her walls fluttering around his thickness. “I like it—I love you inside me—”
Her confession sent him over the edge. Gavriel slammed into her harder, his groans rough and primal as his control slipped. Althea felt the pressure coil inside her, building unbearably until it broke. She screamed his name as release tore through her, her body tightening around him in pulsing waves.
“Althea,” He snarled her name, thrusting deep one final time as he spilled into her, hot and forceful. His body shuddered with each spasm, his growls vibrating against her throat. Still buried inside her, he held her pinned to the wall, claiming her with every last drop.
When the storm passed, Althea collapsed against him, boneless and trembling, her legs still wrapped tightly around his waist. Gavriel stayed inside her, his forehead resting against hers, both of them gasping for breath in the quiet aftermath.
She thought it was over when Gavriel finally stilled inside her, his body pressed against hers. Before her breathing could steady, he pulled out slowly, leaving her aching and empty.
She gasped, but then his hands gripped her hips and spun her around, pressing her chest hard against the cold wall.
Her palms braced on the stone, her body trembling as she felt him behind her… still hard, still demanding.
“You think I’m done with you?” Gavriel’s voice rumbled low, dangerous, right by her ear. He spread her legs wider with a sharp kick of his foot, bending her forward. “No, breeder. You’ll take me again… the way I want.”
She hated that word ‘breeder’. But what right did she have to complain? To him, that was all she was. Still, Althea’s resolve hardened. Things had already come to this, then she would make sure of one thing: she would become more than just a breeder to the Alpha King.