Chapter 347

Chapter 347
Isabella's POV

I reached for Gabriel's shirt, pulling him toward me before lying back on the soft blanket. His tongue delved into my mouth, tangling with mine, the intimacy making my entire body tremble involuntarily.

Outside the window was the endless ocean, with moonlight streaming through the glass, creating silver patterns that danced across our skin.

"You're beautiful," Gabriel whispered in my ear, "my Luna, my little human."

My fingers trembled as I tried to unbutton his shirt, but Gabriel couldn't wait any longer. He simply tore off his shirt, tossing it aside carelessly. His eagerness made me laugh softly.

The night breeze blew in through the open door, bringing a touch of coolness that raised goosebumps on my skin, but when Gabriel pulled me into his warm embrace, I could barely feel the chill from outside.

Gabriel held me tightly with one arm while his other hand slowly pulled down the zipper of my wedding dress. With his movements, the fabric silently slipped down, gathering around my hips. I raised my body slightly, allowing the wedding dress to fall completely away, collecting at the edge of the blanket like a cloud of pure white.

His hands traced slowly along my spine, fingertips grazing every inch of skin, sending shivers through me before finally resting on my hips, squeezing firmly. When his lips found the mate mark on my neck, I couldn't help but gasp, pleasure coursing through my body like electricity, my back arching toward him instinctively.

I fumbled with his belt. He cursed under his breath, clearly unable to contain himself any longer. In the next moment, he lifted me up, sat back on the blanket, and positioned me to straddle his thighs, facing him. I softly called his name, like a silent prayer, then slowly lowered myself, feeling his heat finally enter my body.

When he filled me completely, I couldn't hold back a moan, my back arching involuntarily, my hips moving in an instinctive rhythm. Gabriel deliberately slowed the pace, as if wanting to engrave every moment into his heart. Pleasure gradually built within me, like a flood about to burst forth.

I lowered my head to kiss his lips, our tongues intertwining, tasting his hot breath as my body instinctively matched his every powerful thrust. The pleasure continued building inside me like a rising tide, my fingertips digging into his shoulders, my body tense with desire for deeper connection.

"Don't stop." I whispered breathlessly, my body writhing beneath him, chasing that ultimate release. Gabriel growled, his eyes growing darker as he increased his pace, each impact drawing uncontrollable moans from me that echoed in the quiet room.

His hand slid to my chest, gently kneading, his thumb grazing the sensitive peak, sending shivers through me that were almost too much to bear.

As I approached climax, I rested my head on his shoulder, deliberately exposing my neck to him. His tongue gently licked the skin between my neck and shoulder. With a low growl, he thrust deeply into me, his teeth grazing that sensitive patch of skin, pushing me toward ultimate bliss.

He held me tightly, neither of us moving for a long time. The night breeze gradually calmed, Gabriel's breathing still heavy, while I trembled slightly in his arms. When he finally regained his composure, he whispered tender words in my ear, holding me even tighter before slowly lowering us both down.

I lay on my back, his chest and abdomen pressed against mine. After everything, I felt exhausted yet completely satisfied. Gabriel was half on top of me, his head resting beside mine. I kissed his forehead, still catching my breath, then turned my gaze toward the window. The sight before me made me gasp in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Gabriel immediately sensed my reaction and asked tensely.

Without speaking, I gently guided his gaze toward the window. As we stared at the night sky together, he too was rendered speechless by the sight. Thousands of shooting stars streaked across the sky, one after another, chasing each other across the black canvas above the sea.

"My God..." he whispered, his gaze deeply drawn to this celestial spectacle.

I instinctively moved closer, pressing my body tightly against his, holding his hand. Together we quietly admired this meteor shower, this unexpected gift from the universe.

"I love you." I said softly, feeling as if the stars were celebrating with us.

"I love you too," Gabriel responded tenderly, squeezing my hand, "more than anything."

We embraced, silently watching the meteor shower until the last shooting star disappeared into the night sky. In that moment, I felt completely whole—as Gabriel's mate, as the mother of our children, and as if I were exactly where the universe meant me to be.

The night grew cooler, but neither of us got up to close the door, unwilling to break this beautiful moment. Eventually, Gabriel took another blanket and gently covered us. We continued gazing at the quiet night sky, hoping perhaps more shooting stars might appear.

"Do you think the children saw it?" I asked softly.

Gabriel smiled, "I hope so. Lucian might think the stars are huge fireballs, and Olivia is still too young, she might not understand what she's seeing."

"One day we'll tell them about tonight," I nestled closer, "tell them how the stars danced for us."

"Yes," he placed a kiss on my hair, "we'll tell them that some things in this world are as beautiful as magic."

In my mate's embrace, I gradually drifted off to sleep. Gabriel was right, some things truly are like magic—like shooting stars, like finding your other half, and like the love that allowed us to build a family from nothing.

We stayed in that little cabin for two days, sustaining ourselves on food delivered by the owner, spending the rest of our time lying in bed talking, teasing each other, and enjoying intimate moments together. Everything naturally blended into our daily routine: napping, swimming, sunbathing, as if the world contained only the two of us.

These days were truly wonderful. But after two days, we both knew it was time to go back. Although we deeply loved each other and this little haven, we equally missed our life at home.

On the final morning as we packed our things, I carefully folded the wedding dress, gently smoothing out the fabric.

"This was exactly what we needed." I looked up at Gabriel, my voice filled with satisfaction.

He nodded, his eyes carrying a tender smile, "A perfect escape, but I'm actually looking forward to seeing the children."

"Me too," I admitted with a smile, "I really miss them."

Gabriel embraced me from behind, his chin resting lightly on my shoulder: "We should find an opportunity to do this again, time that belongs just to the two of us."

"Definitely," I agreed, nestling in his arms, "but right now, I can't wait to get back to see our little ones."

Our time alone was beautiful, but the thought of returning to our children filled me with equal joy. We had our perfect moment, this private wedding ceremony that belonged only to us. Now, it was time to return to the warm family we had created together.

The End