Married To The Villain
Chapter 84: Bound By Passion

Chapter 84: Bound By Passion

Chapter 84: **Bound by Passion**

"Lirian..."

The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.

Lirian lay back on the bed, her breathing unsteady as Gabriel’s hands rested on her waist, his golden eyes watched her with an intensity that made her pulse race.

"Are you sure, Lirian?" Gabriel’s voice sounded like a low hush. "I don’t want to hurt you."

She reached up, her fingers traced the sharp lines of his jaw, not leaving her eyes from him.

"I’m sure. But... be gentle, Gabriel. I trust you."

His breath hitched at her words, the trust settled in his chest like a warm ember.

Slowly, his hands moved to her shoulders, brushing the fabric of her dress down her arms.

The rest of the garment slipped away, pooling at her waist, leaving her upper body bare to his gaze.

Gabriel hesitated, his hands trembled slightly as if the moment was too fragile to touch.

"You’re... beautiful," he murmured.

Lirian felt heat rise to her cheeks, but she didn’t look away.

"And you’re staring," she teased softly, a nervous laugh escaped her lips.

He let out a breathy chuckle, leaning down so their foreheads touched.

"I can’t help it," he whispered. "You’re the only thing I’ve ever wanted, Lirian. The only thing that’s ever felt real."

Her hand slid up to his hair, fingers threading through the soft strands.

"Then stop hesitating, Gabriel. Show me."

At her words, he leaned in, capturing her lips with his in a kiss that was both tender and consuming.

The world seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of them, tangled in each other’s warmth.

Gabriel’s lips trailed down her neck, leaving a path of soft kisses that sent shivers through her whole nerve system.

"Lirian..." he murmured against her skin, as if he was restraining himself.

"If I ever go too far, if I ever make you uncomfortable, tell me. Promise me."

She cupped his face, forcing him to meet her eyes.

"You’re not going to hurt me, Gabriel. I know you. You’d never do anything to harm me."

His golden eyes softened, and he nodded, leaning into her touch.

"I just want to make you happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted."

She smiled, her heart swelled at his vulnerability.

"You already do."

With her reassurance, Gabriel continued, slowly as if he were afraid she might vanish beneath his touch.

He trailed kisses along her collarbone, his hands explored her sides with a gentleness that made her breath catch.

"Tell me if this is okay," he whispered, his lips stroked against her ear.

"It’s perfect," she replied.

He took his time, savoring every moment, every sigh and gasp that escaped her lips.

When his hands found the ties of her dress, he paused again, searching her face for permission.

She nodded.

"Go ahead."

With careful hands, he undid the ties, letting the fabric fall away completely.

Lirian was before him, vulnerable yet unafraid, her confidence in him gave her strength.

Gabriel roamed over her, awe and adoration in his mind was crossing like a chilly frost.

"You’re... perfect," he said softly, his fingers skimmed along her skin.

Her breath hitched at his touch, and she reached out, tugging at the hem of his shirt.

"It’s not fair that I’m the only one undressed," she said with a playful smile.

He chuckled, before pulling his shirt completely over his head and tossing it aside.

His body was lean and strong, scars from countless battles marked his skin.

Lirian’s fingers touched one of the scars on his chest, it felt light but curious.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

"Not anymore," he replied, capturing her hand and bringing it to his lips.

"But your touch makes me forget it ever did."

Her heart fluttered at his words, and she pulled him closer, their bodies pressed together.

The warmth of his skin against hers was electric, sending a surge of sparkles through her.

"Gabriel," she whispered again.

"Hmm?" he murmured, his eyes half-lidded as he leaned into her.

"I love you," she said, the words fell from her lips with ease.

He froze, catching his breath in his throat.

For a moment, he simply stared at her, as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.

Then, a slow, gentle smile spread across his face.

"I love you too, Lirian...More than anything. More than I can put into words."

Their lips met again, the kiss felt deeper this time, filled with all the emotions they couldn’t express.

Gabriel’s hands roamed her body, his touch ignited a fire in her that she hadn’t known existed.

Every movement, every caress was deliberate, designed to make her feel cherished.

He was patient, attentive, listening to every sound she made, every shift in her body.

"Is this okay?" he asked again, his lips hovered over hers.

"Yes," she breathed, her fingers curled around his shoulders.

Gabriel’s walls, so carefully constructed, crumbled in her presence, leaving him bare and vulnerable.

And Lirian, for the first time in what felt like forever, felt truly safe in someone’s existence.

Gabriel removed his pants, slowly. Lirian looked down at his pride.

"Can I touch it?"

Gabriel nodded, his cheeks reddened, and his heart was beating in his ears.

Her hands were soft, and when she took him, he nearly gasped.

Her strokes were tentative, exploring him.

Gabriel shuddered, his hand covered hers.

They were both virgins in this life, and Gabriel was afraid of hurting her.

Gabriel slowly laid her on the bed, splitting her legs apart.

"Tell me if it hurts..."

He lined himself up and slowly entered her, his breath ragged as he fought the urge to move.

"Gabriel! It-it hurts!"

"I’ll be careful..."

He gave her time to adjust, waiting for her to nod before moving again.

His thrusts were slow and gentle, and he leaned down to kiss her.

Lirian moaned against his mouth, her fingers gripped the sheets.

Everything felt so new in this body...

Gabriel was big...bigger than the men from her previous life that she couldn’t even remember her first time thanks to being drunk.

But this...Gabriel was looking after her pain more than his own.

"Ah..." A small moan escaped her lips.

Lirian’s wetness made it easier for Gabriel to keep moving.

The pleasure was almost too much for her, her mind felt fuzzy and her body was on fire.

She placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to steady herself.

Gabriel kissed her neck, his thrusts became more urgent.

His breathing was heavy, and his moves felt urged.

"Li-Lirian..."

Lirian was overwhelmed with sensations, the feel of him inside her, the taste of his lips, the smell of his skin.

Her nails dug into his back as she gasped his name.

"Gabriel..."

Gabriel groaned, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

Lirian felt him stiffen, and then, the most amazing sensation flooded through her.

Pleasure exploded, making her vision go white.

She felt Gabriel shudder against her, and he let out a soft groan.

His seed filled her, and she clung to him, wanting to savor the moment.

"I’m sorry...you just felt so good, I couldn’t last..." Gabriel inhaled more air.

But Lirian wasn’t done...the way he made her feel was far from over. She needed to go through it again.

"More...Gabriel, I want more..."

Her plea was his undoing.

He began moving again, this time, faster and harder.

"Ah!" Lirian cried out, her fingers gripped the sheets.

The sound spurred Gabriel on, his thrusts were relentless, and she was soon moaning his name.

"Ga-Gabriel..."

The pleasure was intense, and she could feel herself reaching her limit.

Gabriel growled, his voice was husky with desire, to make her feel good, to make her beg for more...

He thrust harder, his hips slammed into her.

Lirian arched her back, her body trembled as she felt the tension building inside her.

"Gabriel!"

Suddenly, the pleasure peaked, and she screamed his name, her nails dug into his shoulders.

Lirian felt the world around her fade away, leaving only the warm glow of her own sensations.

Satisfaction began to build, flowing through her body like a gentle knife, intensifying each pulse with an urgency within.

Her breath quickened, heart was racing like a mad dog, but in sync with the rhythm of her desire, as she surrendered to the moment.

Just as the peak approached, a shiver coursed through her, a sweet release flaring every nerve ending.

Time seemed to stretch, wrapping her in a cocoon before exploding into a euphoric climax.

"Ga-Gabriel..." Lirian finally muttered his name.

"Di-did you finish?" He asked, glancing at her, waiting for her answer.

"Ye-yes..." Lirian stuttered.

The world still seemed to be swinging around her, there were no words she had to say, but everything was already obvious.

Gabriel loved her, and she loved Gabriel...even if he was arrogant, selfish, demanding and egoistic, caused her pain and made her suffer.

He loved her

Love was pain, but she couldn’t live without it.