Daughter of oblivion: Claimed by four alpha(s)-Chapter 203 - 201: Tongue movement

Azrael’s fingers trailed lightly over the curves of her breasts, teasing the soft swell before his hand slide to her back, and he unbuckled the bra.

Slowly, he tugged the straps down her shoulders. The wet cups slipped lower, revealing her full round boobs, with nipples perfectly visible, sensitive from the chill and from him, and Azrael’s jaw clenched tightly as he took in the sight.

"Look at you," he murmured, voice low and ragged. "So beautiful... so perfect for me."

Athena’s chest rose and fell quickly, heat pooling in her core, every nerve alight under his stare. She tried to cover herself, but he caught her wrists gently, holding them aside, keeping her exposed to him, making her shiver even more.

His thumbs traced lazy circles around the base of her nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from her. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, only to open and meet his intense gaze again, heart hammering.

Azrael leaned closer, lips brushing against her collarbone. "Do you know how much I want you?" he murmured, voice thick, nearly a growl.

Athena’s breath hitched, her body trembling, caught between shyness and longing. "Yes..." she whispered, barely audible.

He smirked, fingers lingering on her chest as he continued to tease her nipple. "Good," he said, voice low. "Because I don’t plan on stopping."

Azrael’s hands moved cupping her breasts fully now, feeling the weight and warmth through his fingers. He folded them slightly, pressing them together, making her chest rise under his touch.

Athena’s breath hitched sharply, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Heat pooled through her body, her core tightening as he clot pulsed and her hands instinctively went to his shoulders, gripping them for balance as shivers ran down her spine.

Her heart was thundering so loudly she was sure he could hear it. Her entire body felt electric, trembling under the intensity of his gaze and the boldness of his touch. She bit her lower lip, as a small moan slip free.

Azrael’s eyes flicked up to hers, taking in every flicker of reaction on her face. Then, he sealed his lips on hers, deep and claiming, while his hands remained firm on her breasts.

Athena’s knees weakened, a shiver of pure sensation running through her as she melted into the kiss, her fingers threading into his hair as she deepen the kiss.

Azrael kissed her senselessly, lips moving with deliberate hunger, as his hands continued to fold her breasts. Athena couldn’t help the moan that slipped freely from her mouth.

He pressed closer, swallowing the sound as he deepened the kiss, holding her to him as if he wanted to erase the world around them.

Athena’s grip in his hair tightened instinctively, nails lightly digging in. A helpless moan escaped again when Azrael pinched her nipple through the soaked skin.

He broke the kiss for just a moment, letting her catch her breath, before leaning down toward the glowing rune at her neck. He placed a soft, kiss there, letting his lips linger, then traced it with the tip of his tongue. Athena’s legs felt like jelly, and she gripped his shoulders tightly for support, the sensation made her roll her eyes backward.

Without warning, he lifted her effortlessly and carried her to the edge of the water. He sat her down, and began kissing his way down, from her neck to the space between her breasts.

One hand remained folding her left breast gently, feeling every curve. His other hand moved with precision as he took her right nipple into his mouth, letting his lips and tongue explore with teasing pressure.

Athena’s back arched slightly, every nerve alight, her body trembling from the bliss. Her hands clutched at him for balance and grounding.

Azrael didn’t stop. His lips and tongue continued to suck and tease her nipple, rolling the hard tip against his tongue.

Each flick of his tongue made her shiver. It made wetness pull out of her.

"Azrael..." she whispered, breathless, voice trembling as a moan escaped despite her best effort to stifle it.

He lifted his eyes to hers, smoldering, a low growl escaping his throat. "You like that, don’t you?" he murmured, voice thick with desire. His hands didn’t stop; one continued to fold her left breast gently, molding her perfectly to him, while his tongue and lips lavished attention on the other.

Azrael’s lips finally released himself from her nipple kissing his way down until he reached where her panties were sitting on her waist.

He paused, then climbed out of the water, bending down to carry her effortlessly in his arms inside.

He placed her gently on the bed, spreading her legs as he positioned himself between them. His eyes stayed glued to the warmth between her legs. His hand slid right over her wet panties, and Athena’s hips arched off the bed as a soft "hmm" slipped from her lips.

Then he kissed her, one of his hand roaming from her side to her hips. Their mouths moved together like they were made for each other, his tongue sliding into hers.

He broke the kiss again, moving down slowly until he reached her waist, where the panties rested.

He took the band into his mouth, removing it slowly while maintaining eye contact with her.

With a smirk on his lips, he took the panties off entirely, still holding them in his mouth, then came back up and dropped them onto her stomach with a playful smile.

He picked up a pillow and slid it under her hips, lifting her just enough to bring her fully within reach.

Athena’s chest rose and fell from anticipation.

Azrael kissed his way down her thighs,teasingly avoiding the heat that made her body ache. Athena’s hips bucked against him, desperate, lost in the torment, and she didn’t realise when she start to plead. "Hmmm... please..."

He smiled against her thing, and decided to give her what she wants.

He buried his face between her legs, and Athena cried out, her body trembling under him. His wet tongue collided with her forbidden area as they moved in slow, circles, kneading her sensitive nub, each movement sending shivers down her spine.

Her body convulsed, and her mind went blissfully blank... completely consumed by him.

He continued, relentless, until Athena was shaking and breathless, gasping for air. Then, finally, he pulled back, parting her slightly with his fingers.

He took her clit between them and slid down to the spot where she ached for him most.

He slid his middle finger inside her pussy, and Athena’s back arched off the bed as a strangled gasp tore from her lips.