Page 121 of A Rising Hope

“We shall see about that,” I grumbled. My heart was torn between the urge to go kill the prick right this second or listen to Finnleah moan my name until the last embers of jealousy had settled. Her body arched, desperate to be closer to mine, needing to feel me between her perfect legs. She trailed a ribbon of kisses down my jaw, distracting my poisonous thoughts.

Finnleah wrapped her leg around my hip, pulling me closer to her, her heel pulling down the towel I wore.

While my mind might have been torn, my heart and aching cock quickly decided that murder could wait.

I’d much rather listen to her moan.

I pushed my hips in, grinding against her drenched undergarments. She gasped from the pleasure. My lips were stealing the sound as I claimed her mouth.

I had no antidote to her sweet poison. Her taste commanded every cell of my body. Her wicked lips made me come back for more. I lifted her other leg, wrapping both of them around my hips as I carried her to our bed.

“Tell me you’re mine,” I whispered between our heated caresses, as I undressed her.

“Needy,” she taunted me, her teeth scraping my bottom lip, while my hands traveled up and down her body.

“You have no fucking idea.”

Her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers in my hair, but she met my frantic look, dropping the cruel performance.

“I am fully and entirely yours, Gideon,” she declared, her heartbeat matching mine.

“Forever?”

“For the whole of eternity and beyond,” she uttered against my lips, sealing her vow with a gentle graze.

“And I am yours. Body, mind and soul.” My eyes devoured her divine body, revering in her glory with every glance.

She raised her head until she was right next to my ear, her teeth scraping the edge of it.

“Now why don’t you fuck me and remind me precisely why questionable men are my type?”

“A man, Finnleah,” I corrected her, devouring her scheming smirk. “I was going to be gentle, but now I am going to fuck you without mercy so that little dirty mouth of yours won’t spew such hateful bitter things.” My thumb ran against the bottom of her lip.

I jerked her thighs wide open for me. Her wrists pinned with my single hand above her head.

“And Finnleah?” I grazed her neck with my tongue. My cock throbbing at her entrance, soaked in her wetness as she ground her hips up and down it.

“Yeah?” she whimpered, the sound turning my mind into something far more primal, driven only by the sound of her pleasure.

“When you beg me for mercy, I want the world to hear you scream my name. So every fucking person and dog and rat in this universe knows you are mine.” My nostrils flared. “Fuckingoptions . . .” I snarled at the word. “I am going to especially enjoy fucking that thought out of you.”

She grinned at my words, eager with anticipation.

My mouth closed around her tender breasts, sucking deep on them. She gasped, her feet dragging against my legs.

“Fuck me,” she cried out.

“Just the right words I was looking for.” I smirked. I didn’t hesitate even for a moment as I plummeted deep, stealing the loud moan from her lips.

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FINNLEAH

We lounged by what seemed to be an inconspicuous grove of old birch trees. Dressed in a simple skirt and corset, loose braid on my shoulder, I could pass for any other town girl. Priya, on the other hand, refused to go in anything but her leathers, sticking out like a sore thumb, near the casually dressed group.

A drip of sweat rolled down my neck. The large sun blazed above us mercilessly, burning through the last warm days of the season. Gideon scanned the horizon, arms folded, and face deliciously broody. Priya scanned Gideon, disheartened I was sure, again and again, that her powers had no hold on him or me. Whether she had an inclination as to why, she didn’t say and neither one of us was willing to share that truth with her. With anyone, for that matter.

Just him and me, lost to the serenity of the divine bond beyond mortality.

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