Be Gentle, Immortal Master

Chapter 216 – Behold Me

The light had dimmed by the time we made it back inside, and I squinted a little to adjust my eyes to the dark shade of blue suffusing the cabin. Bai Ye noticed as he lowered me into the bed. "Want to see me better?" he asked with a naughty smile. Raising a hand, he summoned his spiritual power into a bright orb in his palm, lighting up the space. Uttering a few words under his breath, he sent the orb floating into the air, hanging above us at the center of the ceiling.

I chuckled. "Always," I said, pulling the sash over his waist loose. The collar of his robe opened, and I traced my hands down his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat under my fingertips as his skin glowed under the steady light. "I like seeing you," I added and slid the layers off his shoulders, "all of you."

The look in his eyes flickered like a little spark of fire. "I remember the first time you said those words to me," he said. Pulling me in and nudging my lips, he reached for the ribbons on my garments with his long fingers. "And I remember how red your cheeks were when you said it …"

I giggled at the memory of those days when I was so innocent and shy that I couldn't even bring myself to look at his bare body. "Sorry to inform you that I'm not the same blushing girl anymore," I whispered into his mouth. "Every time I see you now, husband, all I want to do is this—"

The next moment, I flipped us over, pressing him into the thick covers spreading over the bed, and I kissed him hard.

Damn that month-long deal … I hadn't let myself kiss him like this for way too long. Even last time when I made that exception for once, I didn't dare go too far, because I was afraid to get him too excited before his body was ready for it. But now that I had seen how well he had recovered day by day, my concerns finally eased, and I could finally show him with my actions how much I missed him, how much I wanted him.

I delved deep inside his mouth, sampling every nook and corner of it. A small sigh escaped him. Impatiently, his hands stopped working the ties of my robe, and they slid under the layers, reaching up from my waist. I sighed along with him as his caress traveled up my body, grazing over my skin beneath the fabric, stroking in the same rhythm that our tongues danced. When his fingers brushed over my sensitive tips that yearned for his attention, I let out a soft moan, the tiny flames inside me bursting at his touch.

My clothes were becoming too troublesome, and I wondered why his efficiency at undressing me had dwindled. "You have my permission to rip them if it's too much work," I breathed. Meanwhile, my own hands didn't stay still. Sliding down his sides, they gripped his breeches and yanked, tearing the burden off of him.

He chuckled. Almost at the same time, the ribbons on my robe came undone, and his palm glided over my shoulder, shedding the layers one by one. "I'm simply saving the best for the last." He pulled slightly away from me, his gaze beholding me as if caught by the most entrancing sight ever existed. "My beautiful wife …"

I stilled for a moment, blinded by the love in his eyes. Then I sat up, straightening myself on top of him. "Would you like this better then?" I asked, moving my hair behind my back and letting my skin fully bathe in the light in front of him. "Is this a better view for you?"

His stiffness that was nestled between my legs pulsed, answering my question. His hands gripped my hips, and the heat of his touch scorched me. "Couldn't have asked for more," he rasped.

I smiled. Keeping my eyes locked with his, I sat into him.

A low groan broke free from his throat. His grip tightened over me, and he closed his eyes, but only for a fleeting moment before he fixed his gaze upon me once more, as if unwilling to miss a moment of the sight of me. I returned his gaze, rocking slowly on top of him as I took in the view of his graceful figure lying beneath me, his lips parted, his eyes smiling.

He was always such a sensual sight … Was it because of his god-like beauty, or was it because of the wordless love gleaming from the depth of those beautiful, dark pupils? I didn't know. All I knew was that even after all this time we had spent with each other, I still felt bewitched every day when I set my eyes on him. And now, with him beneath me and inside me, I could no longer control the lurking fire that I had been struggling to suppress for months.

"Bai Ye …" I whispered as spirals of heat started coursing through my body, all too fast, all too wild. Was this how much I had missed him? Or was it that ever since we let out all the secrets between us, I could finally let my guard down and acknowledge how much I loved him, how much I wanted him? "Bai Ye …" I chanted his name again. Moans started escaping me, and I clutched his hips, picking up my pace.

"Wife," he responded simply. His hands slid behind my bottom, holding me, and he started thrusting along with my rhythm. Waves of pleasure soared as we moved in unison, rising higher and higher. I was the first to break our gaze. Tilting my head back, I cried as the sensation overtook my senses, making all the muscles in my body clench hard in spasm. Then he stilled as well, and I collapsed onto him, burying my face against his.

His arms closed around me.. The sound of moans filling the cabin turned into ragged breaths.