The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 349

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**Steps Along Forgotten Roads**
**By Sophia Reed**
**Chapter 349: In The Forest**

**Gavin’s POV**

I remained entrenched in the depths of the forest, a sanctuary where I could wrestle with my thoughts. The air was thick with tension; we had narrowly evaded capture. My wolf was restless, its instincts on high alert, yet in that moment, we were both blissfully unaware of the approaching danger. Then, out of nowhere, she appeared—a vision that made me question my sanity.

About forty-five minutes later, Judy returned, and I couldn’t help but halt in my tracks. She was still clad in my shirt, and it was a sight that stirred something deep within me. The fabric hung loosely, cascading down to her knees and accentuating her long, slender legs. While the oversized shirt concealed her curves, I could still see the way the cool air caused her nipples to harden, a tantalizing hint of what lay beneath.

Her smile was radiant as she tilted her head back to gaze at the sky, her eyes sparkling as beams of light danced around her. She inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of pine that filled the air, and I found myself mirroring her actions, breathing in the earthy fragrance that enveloped us both.

Before I could fully comprehend my actions, my feet were moving towards her, drawn by an invisible force. Her back was to me, and she seemed lost in her thoughts, oblivious to my approach. But then, I noticed her body tense slightly, a clear indication that she sensed my presence. In that instant, I acted on instinct, placing my hand on her hip and pulling her firmly against me, wrapping my arms around her slender waist, my body pressing against her back.

She went still, goosebumps prickling her skin, and I relished the power I held over her.

“Don’t move,” I breathed softly against her ear, letting my warm breath caress her cheek.

She remained motionless as I let my fingers glide over her petite frame, the fabric of the shirt shifting as I pulled it over her head. The sight of her bare skin took my breath away—she was exquisite.

I traced my fingers back up her body, cupping her breasts gently in my palms. My lips found the nape of her neck, planting soft, teasing kisses that elicited shivers from her. The tremors that coursed through her body brought a smirk to my lips; I savored the effect I had on her.

My fingers lingered on her sensitive nipples, teasing and tugging, coaxing soft gasps from her. I let my hand travel down her belly, and as she parted her legs, I felt a rush of desire flood through me.

“I thought I told you not to move,” I murmured in a low, commanding tone, nipping playfully at her earlobe.

Her heart raced, the rhythm quickening as her breath came in shallow gasps. I slid my fingers between her folds, feeling the warmth and wetness that awaited me.

“You’re so wet for me,” I remarked, a hint of satisfaction lacing my voice, causing her to shudder in response.

“Gavin…” she whispered, her voice trembling with uncertainty. “I…” she began but faltered, her words hanging in the air.

“What is it?” I pressed, eager to hear her desires.

She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes fluttered shut instead, lost in the moment.

“Tell me, baby,” I coaxed, my lips brushing against her ear as I playfully licked her lobe. “Tell me what you want.”

“I… I want you to taste me…”

My eyebrows shot up in surprise and delight.

“Oh really?” I replied, my voice thick with desire.

She nodded, her movements shaky, and I felt a surge of exhilaration at her trust in me.

“Do you trust me?” I asked, tightening my grip on her hips, feeling her warmth beneath my fingertips.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she nodded, and it thrilled me that she would place her faith in me so readily.

In one swift motion, I spun her around to face me, her eyes wide with surprise and her breath coming in quick bursts. I pressed her back against the sturdy trunk of a tree, lifting her effortlessly until she could wrap her legs around my shoulders for support. She clung to me, a mix of excitement and fear in her eyes, as if she feared she might tumble.

“Trust me,” I whispered, and without waiting for a reply, I dove into her core, my tongue dancing over her clit while my fingers explored her depths. She gasped, muffling her cries against her hands, finally surrendering to the pleasure and trusting that I wouldn’t let her fall. Her legs quivered as she wrapped them tightly around my shoulders, her body responding to each flick and caress I lavished on her.

She tasted divine, and the way she was pinned against the tree, utterly at my mercy, sent a surge of heat coursing through me.

Her heart raced erratically, and her breath became a series of desperate gasps as she cried out my name. I savored every drop of her sweetness, lapping up her essence until she trembled with the aftershocks of her pleasure.