Gavriil slips his arms between mine and clips both necklaces around my neck, finalizing his goodbye. “Take care of yourself and him, Alina.”
Pain lances through my chest. I’ll have all of Dominik, but I’ll only have the memory of Gavriil. Is that all he really wants me to have of him?
If he would let me, I would take more.
Iwantmore.
I want him. All of him too.
And I know that he wants me, that he cares about me, even if he won’t admit it. He’s either too scared to say the words or he doesn’t know how to show it.
That’s why I do something I never thought I would do for Gavriil.
I pull my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor before reaching for the button of my jeans.
“Alina…” Gavriil inhales as he stares at me. “What are you doing?”
What am I doing?
I haven’t even slept with Dominik yet, but I want Gavriil. Right now. I’m choosing this for myself. I’m taking control of my life for once.
Gavriil’s goal was to break me down into submission but being around him has only strengthened my resolve, made me stronger. Now more than ever, I know what I want, and I can fight harder for it than before.
“I’m getting undressed so you can say goodbye to me, Gavriil.”
I know that this won’t change his mind. Still, I challenge him.
Gavriil moves toward me and slides his hand up into my hair. He grips the strands, his body tensing like he’s in a war inside of his own mind as he stares down at me stepping out of my pants. Whatever he’s fighting against, he finally surrenders. His lips return to mine the next second.
I gasp into his mouth as he picks me up by the back of my thighs, my heels resting on his lower back.
I know this might be the last time he touches me like this, and it hurts more than it should.
I rip his shirt off so my fingertips can glide over the top of his strong shoulders, feeling his warmth, the muscles of his upper back.
Gavriil lowers me down onto his bed before frantically kissing his way from my lips down my neck. He yanks down the cups of my light pink bra to kiss the tops of my breasts before pressing another on my stomach.
I breathe in deeply as he leaves gentle kisses all over me as he tugs my panties down my legs. His beard tickles the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, coaxing a small smile onto my face despite the circumstances.
Gavriil reaches underneath me and unclasps my bra so that he can remove it as well. Without a word, he rakes his eyes over me, drinking in the sight.
Honestly, he doesn’t have to say anything because I can see the desire in his darkening blue eyes. The restraint in his clenched jaw.
It’s achingly sexy, and heat grows between my legs as I watch him admire me.
Gavriil kisses my breasts again, purposely avoiding my sensitive nipples as the cool air quickly hardens them. He squeezes the underside of my flesh, and I can’t stop the frustrated moan that leaves me.
I can’t begin to guess how long these desires have been pent up for, and I don’t even try to. It’ll probably just sound pathetic.
“Please…”
My quiet plea is enough to earn me what I’ve been craving.
Gavriil covers one of my nipples with his mouth, sucking with enthusiasm as I yearn for more. His hand fully envelops my other breast, caressing and squeezing until my skin is warm from his touch.
I tangle my fingers in his hair, tugging when I want him to suck harder. Having this kind of control over him excites me in a way that I’ve never experienced before. What makes it even better is that he doesn’t try to steal control away from me.
He follows my lead, his mouth going where I want him to go. Taking note of how I gasp and arch when he adds his teeth and tongue into the mix.
