A Ripple in the forest

Chapter nineteen

19th December, 2017
The High Temple of the Moon
Alpha Gabriels Territory, Nivadia
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I woke up to the sun shinning on my face and Gab's arms warming my waist. His naked body is pressed against mine from last night, if I focus I can still feel the phantom tingles of his tongue against my skin. I move my head to the side and look at his sleeping face. I smile softly as I see a small trail of drool on the corner of his mouth. He looks so off guard and peaceful right now. It warms my heart knowing that he can let all of his walls down around me. My smile stretched bigger as I play back our earlier conservation. I love him... and he loves me. It feels surreal to freely think that and to know he feels the same way. I feel at peace with myself. I have been fighting myself for months over my feelings for him. It felt like I was cheating on Adam but the pull was too strong and if I was being honest with myself I was bound to fall for Gab sooner or later. His loyalty to his pack and the empathy he has shown would have had anyone fall hard, not to mention his outlandish good looks.

I reach my hand up to touch his cheek and sigh when the mating tingles light anew. His eyes flutter open from the contact, his long eyelashes opening like a butterflies wings. Gab gives me a lazy grin and mutters good morning. His low morning voice makes me clench my thighs together, the vibrations going right to my core.

"Morning," I reply.

He shifts forward and buries his face in the crook of my neck, taking a big breath.

"I love your scent" he mumbles into my skin.

"And I love you,"I say back, not bothering to hold back my smile.

He lifts his head and looks into my eyes. Emotions of adoration and love swirl in his forest green pools before he leans forward and kisses me deeply. I happily kiss him back, loving the feel of his washboard stomach on my hands. He moves on top of me and continues his assault to my lips. My hands move to his back and make their way to his firm arse. I moan into his mouth as I squeeze. I flip us around so I'm sitting on top of him. I can feel his large erection poke at my lower back, the contact causing us to moan in sync. I move my kisses down his jaw. A purring sound comes from his chest, something so inhuman that I pause for a second. I look up to him and make eye contact. His hooded eyes filled with lust just about make me undone. I lean up and kiss him long and hard, only breaking when I need to breath. He reaches his hands up and cups my cheeks, my blonde hair shielding our faces from the outside world.

As I look into my mates eyes I say, "I want to give you everything, Gab. My heart, my soul and my body. I thought I knew what love was before, and I did feel it but... that was only a single seed to what I feel for you and I don't care if that makes me a monster for admitting it and I'll gladly face the consequences for it. You are the love of my life Gabriel."

His face softens at my confession and his thumb strokes my cheek bones. He pulls down my head so our foreheads rest against each other's.

"There is no one else for me, Sarah. No one." He whispers, singing to my heart.

I close my eyes and smile, pushing down the lump in my throat.

"I mean what I said,  my body is yours and if you want too... I think consummating our relationship in the Goddesses temple would be pretty fitting, don't you?" I say.

He pulls my face away from his, his eyes darkening with desire. He growls before flipping us over, his erection hitting my core with the movement. I practically purr at the contact.

His arms cage my face and his breaths fan my face. For a moment he looks unsure and I remember that this is his first time. I smile warmly up at him.

"What ever you give me will be enough. It doesn't have to be perfect the first time, just do what feels right," I reassure him and lift my hips.

There is still uncertainty in his face and he eases forward, positioning himself at my entrance. I move my hands to his butt and push him forward, making him go all the way in. I moan loudly and the contact, feeling perfectly full, a slight sting from his size.