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Tentatively, her lips parted for the smooth head of him and allowed him to take her mouth in a shallow, provocative stroke. His hands tightened in her hair, his body tensing as a ragged groan filled her ears as his head rolled back.
“That’s it, sweet,” he groaned. His hands tangled in her hair now, holding her close, but his pace was slow and shallow. “My sweet wanton minx.”
She licked him tentatively then with more confidence as his corrugated abdomen rippled with pleasure, and groans of pleasure and praises spilled guttural from his throat.
With a ragged, impatient groan, he pulled his length from her lips and tugged her to his chest. His expression was tight, the flesh drawn over his cheekbones, eyes narrowed, and lips heavy with sensuality. Gabriel cupped her face, stroking his thumb over her lips, stark male hunger in his gaze.
“Come here. I’m going to make love to you.”
He shifted, so she was under him, and Anastasia felt the heady need to have him inside her. The anticipation of having him in her was torture. Finally, he lifted her higher, and she positioned his tip at her entrance.
She increased her hold on him as he breached her inch by thick inch until he was deep inside of her, and then, with an apologetic whisper, his mouth descended on hers as his hips snapped forward and pain lanced up her spine.
Ana gasped into his kiss and felt her body go tight as her maidenhead was broken. Gabriel’s breathing became labored, and a burst of worry broke through her dazed, pain-filled mind.
Breathlessly, he asked, “Should we stop?”
She peeled her eyes open and then swallowed, “No.”
Gabriel set a leisurely pace, long slow strokes in and out, and Ana found the pain began to recede, and the sparks of pleasure tingled up her spine. His hands trapped hers above her head while his mouth roamed over the skin, kissing, sucking, and nipping her heated flesh.
Ana managed to run her tongue along the edge of his ear. “Faster. Deeper. Harder.” Ana relaxed her arms and legs to take all of him in her again. With him deep inside, she flexed the muscles at her core and rolled her hips.
Desire and a hint of mischief filled Gabriel’s eyes, and then, their positions were reversed. She was on top, and he lifted his knees to hold her, and Ana leaned back. The movement caused his engorged shaft to sink deeper inside, and she moaned as little waves of excitement rolled throughout her.
With her hands on his chest, she rocked on him, shamelessly taking her pleasure from him. It felt delicious. She did it again and again and again until her pace increased, and Gabriel groaned, “You don’t know how good that feels.”
Oh, but she did; seized by a primal drive, Ana began to ride him with feverish abandon. He encouraged her with hot words, petting her breasts and making her grow wetter, yet she couldn’t stop herself.
He roared—and then she was under him again, and Gabriel deepened his thrusts and quickened his pace. Her fingers dug into the wood frame. “Gabriel, don’t stop.”
On the verge of release, she began to rock back. The sound of their bodies joining pushed her over the edge. She inhaled and exhaled deeply, basking in the pleasure seeping into her muscles. Gabriel continued to make love to her; the man was tireless.
Ana cried out in ecstasy as he took her lips in a raw kiss, his tongue plunging into her mouth in time with his length shuttling into her wet core. He took her to the beat of the rain that drummed outside. He pumped his hips over and over, and sensations gathered and coiled tight in her womb.
Without warning, the tide crashed into her, and ecstasy erupted in her core, spiraling out to every limb. She felt herself exploding, fragmenting into hundreds of pieces. He swallowed her cries, and a guttural sound burst from his throat as he spent inside her.
Her mind was still hazy from passion, and she tried to think around the drugging effects of being loved by him. She doubted she had ever felt such blinding desire before. Gabriel slowly parted from her body and gathered her into his arms, kissing every part of her forehead he could reach.
EPILOGUE
FOUR WEEKS AND A DAY, LATER.
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.
– Romeo & Juliet
They had the wedding in Chilham Village, at the humble country church that had not seen such fanfare in centuries— and Ana couldn’t have imagined a better location.
Her only regret was that Gabriel’s parents were not there to celebrate with them, but she knew he didn’t mind. Her parents were thrilled, and their happy excitement made the ceremony just as joyful.
Through the ceremony, the prayers, and the vows, Anastasia had felt her mother’s gaze on her back and heard her quiet sobs of happiness too.
“I pronounce they are husband and wife, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Those whom God has joined together, let no one put asunder,” the priest said smiling, closing the book.
