CHAPTER 405: CHAPTER 405 CLOSE ★

Warning: This Chapter contains intense adult intimacy and sensual graphic detail. Recommended for mature readers only.

Bella barely recognized her own voice anymore. The room was filled with the wet, rhythmic sound of her slickness meeting his fingers, each movement louder and more shameless than the last. Her breaths came out in soft, broken gasps, mixing with the low, hungry sound of Leo’s breathing. The air itself felt warm and heavy, thick with the scent of her arousal and the deep, intimate heat of the moment.

Her body reacted faster than her mind could catch up. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, clutching him tightly as if she needed to anchor herself to something solid. A strange, powerful pressure coiled low in her tummy...so new, so intense that it scared her for a moment. Her toes curled, her thighs trembled, and she stiffened as the sensation grew stronger and stronger, winding her up toward something she didn’t understand.

"Leo... Leo... I—I feel—" she whimpered, her voice trembling.

"I know, bella," he whispered, his lips brushing her cheek, her jaw, the corner of her mouth. "You’re so close..."

He kissed her again and again, covering every part of her face with soft, desperate kisses as his fingers moved faster, sliding through her wetness with obscene, addictive sounds that echoed in the quiet room. Bella’s breath faltered, her lashes fluttered, and her eyes rolled up as pleasure swept over her like a wave.

She sniffed softly, a tiny sound she couldn’t stop, and then it happened.

Her entire body arched.

Her breath hitched.

And suddenly everything went silent inside her.

The world dissolved for a full second, nothing but heat and bliss and a trembling sweetness spreading from her tummy to her chest to the tips of her fingers.

Bella gasped and cried out softly, her voice thin and breathless, her back curving beautifully as the sensation rushed through her. Her thighs tightened instinctively around his wrist, her toes curling until they almost cramped. Her hands clung to him like she was afraid to fall apart without him holding her together.

It lasted longer than she expected...one breath, then another, then another as her body shivered through the final waves of pleasure.

Slowly, gradually, her muscles relaxed. Her eyes blinked open. Her breathing slowed into soft, shaky sighs.

She felt... good.

So good it left her dizzy.

Her cheeks were warm, her lips swollen, her whole body loose and soft against his. She leaned her forehead against his shoulder, still catching her breath as the last shiver ran through her.

Leo brushed his lips across her temple, his voice low and thick with desire as he whispered, "That’s it, bella... that’s my good girl."

Her soft breathing brushed against his chest, warm and shaky, and Leo felt something primal flare inside him, something raw and hungry that twisted low in his stomach. His fingers glistened with her wetness, and for a moment he simply stared at his own hand, mesmerized. Then, with a slow, uncontrollable urge, he lifted those fingers and inhaled her scent like a starving animal tasting his first real meal.

The moment it hit his senses, something dark moved behind his eyes.

Desire... sharp, molten, overwhelming.

He shut his eyes for half a second, chest rising as if the scent alone was enough to break whatever fragile control he still had. Then he dropped his hand abruptly, almost shaking it off, like keeping it close would push him past the edge.

Bella blinked up at him with shy, wide eyes, her cheeks impossibly pink. Her lips were parted as she caught her breath, her whole body still trembling faintly in the aftermath.

"Did you feel good?" he asked in a low voice that sounded rough, as if scraped from deep inside him.

Bella nodded immediately, heat spreading across her cheeks as she ducked her head shyly.

Her breath was still uneven as she whispered, "What... what was that..." She couldn’t even finish the sentence; her words dissolved into the soft, warm skin of his chest as she pressed her face there, trying to hide how flustered she was.

Leo felt her breath against him...small, delicate, trusting and a shiver ran through him. He wrapped one arm around her back, pulling her more close.

"That..." he murmured, his lips brushing the top of her head, "was your first climax, bella."

Her fingers curled slightly on his skin, her body still warm, still soft, still glowing with the remnants of pleasure.

And Leo, staring at the mark of her on his hand and feeling the heat of her pressed against his chest, swallowed hard because all he wanted now was to give her more.

Her lips brushed the center of his chest in a way that made his breath hitch for a moment. She looked so sweet, cheeks still flushed, eyes shining like she had just discovered a secret world she never knew existed.

"Leo... thank you," she whispered.

He paused, blinking down at her in disbelief before a small, gentle frown tugged at his brows. He kissed the top of her head, his lips lingering there. "Silly bunny," he murmured, brushing his thumb along her jaw as she looked up at him. "Why are you thanking me?"

She smiled, soft and glowing, like the smallest touch could make her bloom. "Because... you made me feel something I never felt before. It felt so good..." Her voice trailed off, shy and precious, her smile as delicate as a flower opening in morning sunlight.

Leo’s chest warmed. He laughed under his breath, pulling her closer. "Mm. And I am so honored," he whispered, meaning every word.

She nodded lightly, her lashes lowering... and then she lifted her face again with a different kind of expression, one he had never seen from her before. A quiet determination... mixed with innocent curiosity.

"Can I also make you feel good?" she asked softly.

Leo froze.

His entire body went still...breath caught, muscles locked, eyes widening just a fraction. It was as if the world around him stopped breathing along with him.

"W-what?" he breathed, almost choking on air.

Bella’s cheeks turned bright pink, but she didn’t look away. "You... you made me feel good," she mumbled shyly. "So... can I also... make you feel good?"

Leo felt the blood rush straight to his head and then drop like fire to the lowest part of him. His jaw clenched, his throat tightened, and a deep, instinctive heat flashed through his eyes.

"No, bunny," he said quickly...too quickly, shaking his head as if he could stop her thoughts from forming. "You’re not ready."