Gavriel covered her mouth with his and kissed her wildly, all the while digging his hands into her silky hair and tangling his fingers through those moonlit silvery locks. They kissed for what felt so long until Evie felt him tugging her gown off her shoulders and then the ripping sound reached her ears, shocking her. She pulled back from the kiss and looked incredulously at Gavriel. He just ripped a perfectly gorgeous gown down the middle into two pieces!

Seeing her shocked expression, Gavriel gave her a sheepish grin before planting soothing kisses all over her face as he whispered. "I'm sorry… I am not usually this barbaric, my love. I'm just so terribly impatient when it comes to you… especially right now…" he explained as patiently as he could, and Evie immediately realized that he seemed a little worried he had scared her.

She caught his face and smiled. "I… I don't mind," she said, "you can tear them away all you want." She chuckled at that and added, "Make sure I have enough gowns for you to do that, though."

Her words and light-hearted statement made Gavriel freeze for a moment. Then he cursed under his breath before jumping on her to possess her mouth again. He tore the rest of her clothes and undergarments to shreds and his intensity somehow made Evie feel even more thrilled and worked up with unspeakable anticipation.

He pulled her up slightly, his hand on her back as he removed all her clothes that were proving to be a hindrance and threw them off the bed. His lips dragged downwards from her lips to her throat. His large palm moved to her head, and he gently grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back to have greater access to her neck.

Evie moaned at the feel of his mouth and tongue hungrily kissing her skin. Her hand reached out and brushed over the back of his neck, feeling his silky-smooth bare skin and his rigid muscles. He groaned at her touch and suddenly, he pulled away and stood by the bed.

Surprised by his action, Evie dazedly propped herself up slightly, using her elbows to lift her upper body.

Her mouth opened but the words did not come out as the sight that welcomed her eyes took all her power speech away.

Gavriel was swiftly removing his own clothes, letting the fabrics drop unceremoniously to the floor. His gleaming eyes was locked on her the whole time he was undressing himself. When his torso was fully bared to her gaze, Evie couldn't help but gulp, even though it wasn't the first time she saw those powerful and ripped abdomen of his. The view of it was truly a sight for sore eyes. It kept making her mouth water every time she caught sight of it. She had the feeling that she could never get used to his perfection. Never. No matter how many times he stood before her naked.

Evie's face felt hot, no, not just her face. Her entire body too. Somehow, she felt as if she was becoming more lewd the more time she spent with Gavriel. He had totally infected her! The anticipation just kept on rising the longer she stared at him. And she bit her lips in mortification when she felt the strong urge to just jump on him and run her fingers all over his tempting body.

Seeing the desire and undeniable lust in Evie's eyes as she looked at him, Gavriel's heart swelled in utter happiness and pride. To be able to satisfy his wife in this way was an accomplishment too.

"Oh, Evie… don't look at me like that." He whispered as he bent and put his palms on the mattress, caging her between his arms. "It makes me want to ravage you…"

"T-then ravage me… I… I think I'll be fine," she told him, surprising him once again.

A wicked smile curved slightly on his lips as he regarded her with his devastating sensuality. "I'd really… really love to, but… not tonight, love. I'll try my best to be gentle because it's your first time." He whispered and he kissed her again until she was weak and breathless.

She felt his hands squeeze her breasts and she moaned, shivering from the heightened sensations caused by the increase in her state of arousal. When Evie's hand moved to his chest, Gavriel caught her wrists and with one hand, he pinned them both above her head.

Evie blinked in surprise. "I'm sorry, my love. But I can't allow you to touch me just yet. I'm afraid I'll lose my mind and forget about being gentle if you touch me." He explained and before Evie could respond, his mouth had already descended and sealed her mouth with a demanding, savage kiss.

"Evie…" he murmured and then he ate on her breast hungrily until her toes curled and her lips parted, gasping for air.

"Gav…" she wanted to touch him, to also feel his body with her touches, "let me touch you, I want to touch you."

But Gavriel shook his head, "Not yet, my love… Be patient…" he said and continued his torturous ministrations on her already sensitive body.

"But I… ah!"

The pleasure was rising quickly, and her sex began to ache. She wanted him to touch her there too. But he was so focused on her breasts and his other hand was pinning her hands above her head. The most agonizing thing was that he seemed to be acting and moving more slowly than usual. And it was driving her crazy!

"Gav… I think…" she forced herself to speak despite the pleasure that was messing her entire being and clouding her mind, "I think you should hurry."

Gavriel lifted his face and stared at her with a playful and devilish smile. "Can't wait anymore, my love?"

"Yes… no, I…" she flushed so red she thought her face might look like a cooked lobster and explode anytime now.

"No?" Gavriel tilted his head and his hand that was initially massaging her breast had stopped. "Even though you want me to hurry?"

"It's just that… someone might," she glanced at the door before looking at him, embarrassed, "someone might interrupt us again if you don't hurry." She added, mortified at the words that spilled out of her own lips.