Chapter 52: Welcome Home

Summary: NSFW, this was supposed to be in the last chapter, but that would have made it like 3 times longer than any other chapter lol so count this as a *bonus* There will still be 2 chapters after this.

So ladies, gents and non-binarys, please enjoy the long awaited Sex Scene of Gwynriel. ❤️

Azriel POV:

"I didn't do anything, baby." Azriel sighed into her hair. He tightened his grip around her. "If anything I'm the one at fault for putting you in danger." He squeaked when he felt her softly bite his nipple. "Hey!"

Her back shook with silent laughter, when she spoke her voice was muffled against him. "It's not your fault, shadowsinger." Gwyn poked her head up, straining her neck to look at him. "It's my fault for being too attractive apparently."

Azriel couldn't laugh at her joke. She almost had to relive her worst experience tonight. If he hadn't gotten there in time…

"I can see the guilt gears turning in your head, baby. I'm fine, well… apart from my ankle."

Alarmed, he pulled back from her. "You're hurt? Why didn't you tell me? I never would have, dammit Gwyn!" He tossed the covers back to inspect her ankles. Sure enough there were five small puncture marks, already scabbed over due to her fast healing.

But it was still there, she was hurt, it might scar.

The bastard had laid his hands on his mate.

He has to die. The constant soft cloud of shadows started to drift away from him. Repelled by the anger radiating off of him in waves.

Then there was a tug.

Startled, he looked up from where he cradled Gwyn's foot. She stared at him with her eyebrows raised.

"Did you…?"

"Tug on the bond? Yes. Had to get your attention before you ran out of here on a murderous rampage."

He blinked, shocked at the feeling. "Have you done that before?"

Gwyn sat up and cocked her head at him. "I have. But you've never reacted until now." They were both quiet. He idly drew soft circles around her wounds. "Do you think that's why he left?" She asked quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"Tamlin, he stopped when you threw yourself on me. Do you think he, I don't know, knew the bond had snapped for you?"

Azriel replayed the scene in his mind. The High Lord had been desperate to get to Gwyn, but stopped right after Azriel felt the bond. He had crawled away, shaking his head.

"I think so. Maybe the magic protects mated females and made him pick someone else."

Gwyn scoffed. "That's so dumb. You were my mate before the bond snapped for you too." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "But no, that doesn't count until a male claims me. Fucking sexist magic."

Azriel smirked despite himself. "I agree, very sexist magic, but If that's what saved you I can't bring myself to care."

Gwyn heaved a sigh, she tried to pull her foot from him but he held on to her shin, careful not to put pressure on her ankle.

"Where do you think you're going?" His question was low, seductive. He bit back a groan as her knees fell to her sides, opening up for him. As beautiful as the lingerie was, he was starting to become desperate to see her. The fabric over her core was tinted a darker blue as it struggled to contain her moisture. He licked his lips thinking of how wet she was.

Azriel climbed over her like she had done to him moments ago. He removed her panties tortuously slow, as payback for all the teasing she had done to him.

His mouth watered at the sight of her glistening folds. Az brought her soaked underwear to his nose and breathed in deeply.

"Fuck, baby. Say this is all for me." He moaned. He tugged on her thighs and bent her legs so that she laid spread for him.

My own personal feast.

"Yes, Az. All for you." She moaned and Azriel's lip twitched as he watched cunt drip more of her juices onto the sheets.

"I'm the only one that gets you this wet." He grunted out as he lowered himself to blow on her clit. He had to hold her hips down as she bucked upward. "Say it." He commanded.

"You're the only one that gets me this wet, baby. You're the only one I want." Gwyn cried. Azriel caught her hand as she tried to reach down to touch herself.

"None of that now." He tsked. "You're mine Gwyneth Berdera. You belong to me."

"I'm yours Azriel, and you're mine. No one can take that away from us."

His heart was so full it ached, as did his cock as it quickly hardened. "Forever, Gwyn." Az whispered just before his mouth closed around her clit, she thrashed as he sucked hard.

"Fuck! Yes, Azriel! Forever. That's all I want." Azriel couldn't tell if her tears streaming down her cheeks were from happiness or pleasure as he released her clit to lap up her wetness, his nose replaced his mouth on the sensitive nub.

She came far quicker this time, but Az didn't stop. He wanted to make sure she was ready for him. He plunged two fingers into her immediately making her cry out loudly. Another orgasm followed, she was positively drenched now.

I could live off of this and this alone.

He waited a moment for her to catch her breath. Azriel lined his cock up at her entrance and rested his hands on either side of her head. He had to take a deep breath to stop himself from thrusting into the hilt when she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing the tip of him into her soaked core.

"I'm yours, Gwyneth, if you'll have me." He touched his forehead to hers.

"Prove it." Her eyes narrowed as she challenged him. Azriel flared his wings behind him before thrusting in carefully. Gwyn's eyes rolled back as he slowly filled her, inch by inch. He paused halfway to let her adjust.

"Cauldron, that's not even all of it is it?" She asked as she wiggled her hips. He clenched his teeth to restrain himself.

"Not quite, baby. Stop me if it starts hurting."

"If you stop Az, so help me Mother I will…" Her threat fell short as he pushed in a couple inches more. "Fuck, yes." She moaned.

With one more small thrust he was fully seated inside her. As slowly as he could manage he pulled out entirely before thrusting with his entire length.

Never in his life had sex felt like this. He felt so vulnerable yet so unbelievably loved. Azriel's moans quickly joined Gwyn's melodic ones as he set a faster pace.

"Faster. Please, Az." Gwyn begged.

"I don't want to hurt you baby."

"You won't. Cauldron Az, let go. Let me feel you."

Her plea was his undoing. The reign he had on himself snapped as he picked up his tempo. Her guttural moan urged him on even faster.

"Gwyn!" He cried as his balls slapped against her. She met him every thrust with her hips. "That's it baby, give it to me."

"Az, I'm gonna come." She warned him as her walls started to clench around him. It was the most heavenly feeling in the world as she milked his cock for all he was worth.

"Come for me baby, come on my cock, come all over me." He neared the edge just as quickly. Azriel fought the instinct and forced his eyes open. He wanted to watch the first time his mate came undone around him.

The thread between them glowed brighter, Gwyn watched too as it illuminated the room.

They came together loudly. Azriel rolled to the side as he collapsed so he didn't squish her.

"I love you, Gwyneth." He whispered as he caught his breath, his voice cracked with emotion.

Gwyn reached and grabbed his hand. "I love you too, Azriel." She scooted closer and resumed her favorite position of being snuggled up against his chest. Az relaxed into her, his tension and anger had melted away in her arms. He fought a losing battle trying to stay awake.

"Oh and Az?" She questioned into his tattoos.

"Hmm?"

"Welcome home."

Author's Note: hooray! They finally did it! I contemplated adding in Gwyn's POV in this but… idk it didn't quite fit like it did last chapter. As I said previously, this is kinda a *bonus* cause it didn't fit last chapter. So there are actually 2 chapters left.

Until Next Time,

Meagan

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