Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince-Chapter 140: Please... TouChapter

After a hearty dinner, Gabriel took out Amelie for a walk. The resort they were staying at was surrounded by hills and forests on its sides. Under the dim moonlight, they walked toward the forest.

"I should have revealed my wolf to you sooner, but I couldn’t get time for it," Gabriel said. The pathway to the forest was lit with lanterns at regular intervals, which meant people usually used this path to go ahead.

"You are busyatn work most of the time," Amelie said, following his steps closely.

Arriving at a desired distance from the resort, Gabriel let go of her hand and turned around. "My wolf is called Valko. We can talk through mindlink since I’ve marked you," he told her beforehand.

"Yes," Amelie said.

Gabriel was ready to transform when they both heard a scream within the forest.

"What was that?" Amelie got scared as she scanned her eyes around.

Gabriel used his heightened senses and felt the presence of a wolf.

"I think we should check," Amelie suggested.

"At this hour? The forest is deep. I’ll inform the staff at the resort about it," Gabriel opined.

"But–"

He pressed his index finger firmly above her lips. "We are leaving," he said sternly. And before they knew, they were inside the resort.

Amelie was astonished to see how he teleported them straight to the suite. "Wait for me in the bedroom," he urged.

Without protest, she nodded and walked off. Gabriel picked up the phone and called the reception, calmly instructing them to send someone to check the forest trail. Once done, he headed to the washroom to freshen up.

When he entered the bedroom, still in his jeans, he found Amelie sitting cross-legged on the bed, her attention on her phone. She looked up as she sensed him approach and quickly put the phone aside.

"I was talking with Kate. She went on a date today, but it didn’t go well," Amelie revealed.

"A date with whom?" Gabriel frowned, wondering how his sister had made a boyfriend in such a short time. He switched off the main lights, leaving the two dim lamps lit.

"That’s a secret," Amelie said.

Gabriel chuckled as he settled on the mattress in less than a second. "You aren’t supposed to keep secrets from me," he said, the pad of his fingers brushing away the strands of hair from her cheeks.

"Well, I promised Kate not to tell anyone," Amelie whispered, gulping.

Before she knew, his facewas buried in the crook of her neck. He sucked on her soft skin, yearning a gasp from her.

"Shouldn’t we-we sleep?" Amelie stuttered.

"We will be sleeping soon," Gabriel whispered, nipping her earlobe, this time, causing a sharp cry to escape her mouth.

Amelie was pressed against the mattress while his tall frame hovered above her. His nose nuzzled her neck, blowing the air to watch her reaction. Her hands clutched the sheet’s fabric, clearly flustered by their intimacy.

"Why is your body tense?" Gabriel questioned, pressing a long kiss on her collarbone. His eyes lifted while she lowered hers to meet his. His hand rested on her belly before moving up, tracing her curves.

His mouth moved to her throat, hitching her breath while his hand didn’t fondle her breast the way she wanted. Instead, he teasingly traced the outline of it before trailing his hand down to grasp her thigh.

The next second, he lifted her as they both were now sitting on the bed, his other hand firmly holding her by the waist. Amelie’s arms wrapped around his neck while their chests pressed.

"Ame, you look so pretty from this angle," Gabriel whispered. He gently kissed her lips before moving them to her chin. Then, a shower of kisses landed on her neck, collarbone, and cheeks, turning her dizzy.

Her own face buried in his neck, her lips pressing the point where his vein was visible.

She stuck out her tongue, licking there and making him groan. Her teeth grazed his skin before biting there, leaving a hickey behind.

"Fuck!" Gabriel’s eyes shut, and the hand on her waist tightened as a smirk appeared on her lips.

Her left hand moved to his front torso, tracing the hard contours of his chest.

’Her touch is like a burn,’ Valko spoke in the back of Gabriel’s head.

Her hand lowered itself to his jeans, but didn’t touch him.

"Mmmph."

Amelie gasped softly, her moan stifled against his neck when both his hands moved to her hips and gave them a gentle squeeze, drawing her close to feel his bulge restraining against his jeans.

Gabriel’s hand slid to her back, fingers finding the zipper of her long floral dress. With a slow pull, he unzipped it. His fingertips trailed lightly down her spine, eliciting a soft, breathless moan from her lips.

"Gabriel..." she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

Before she could gather her thoughts, she was gently turned over, now lying on her stomach. Her hands were gathered and pinned on the mattress by his firm but careful grip.

"Gabriel, what— Hngh..." Her protest dissolved into a loud moan as his mouth found the exposed skin of her back. He kissed a path from the nape of her neck down to the curve of her lower spine, leaving her trembling.

Releasing her right wrist, Gabriel’s hand slid down her side and along the length of her leg. Slowly, he gathered the fabric of her dress, lifting it higher as his fingers grazed her skin, igniting a trail of fire in their wake.

However, he deliberately missed the place where she ached for his touch. His warm hand rested on her hip bone while he continued kissing her back and shoulders.

"Please... Touch..." Amelie almost begged, biting her bottom lip.

"Touch where?" Gabriel asked. "Be specific," he muttered with a grin. "You need to tell me, Babe, what you want; where do you want to be touched? Such half-words will make me stop here. So, say loudly."