Page 12 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 2

And I took my sweet time. Circling the stiff bud until it poked out from beneath the hood. Before sucking hard on it and watching pleasure transform her features. I stirred two fingers at her entrance, before sliding them inside her heat. Her body clenched around my thrusting digits. Her hips rocked as she gasped and mewled, moaning my name. Her sweet cries of ecstasy went straight to my shaft.

I wanted her coming on my tongue before I took her. With that in mind, I redoubled my efforts until she quaked beneath my assault.

“Gideon,” she wailed, her hips bucking as she came. Her essence flooded my mouth. And I lapped up every drop until she sighed, floating on the endorphins flooding her form.

I shucked my boots, pants, and boxers in a flash. Tossing them on the floor, unmindful of where they fell. Positioning myself between her thighs, I lined my shaft up with her entrance.

“Look at me,” I demanded. I needed her eyes on me to ensure she knew exactly who was fucking her.

She lifted her gaze. And what I spied, the emotions swirling in them, humbled me. With a single thrust, I drove inside until I was balls deep. Our combined groans echoed in the room. I gripped her hands and threaded our fingers together as I moved. Flexing my hips, I watched the interplay of pleasure over her lovely features as I thrust.

There was so much I wanted with Kylie. She was different in the very best of ways. And I felt myself falling in love with her. I’d already been on the edge. But in this moment, I knew I was sinking fast. And I didn’t even mind falling.

I took her lips as we moved together. I kept the pace slow, wanting to draw our lovemaking out for as long as possible. She wrapped her legs around my hips, meeting my thrusts as she writhed beneath me.

I wanted a future with this woman beyond this case. The four of us had shared women before, but not like this. And I didn’t know how it would work in the real world. But I didn’t want what we were building to end.

I held back until my body overrode my desire. But through it all, Kylie matched my passion, sighing and moaning into my hungry mouth. I was greedy for the sounds she made. And I ached to make this permanent. I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath.

She unraveled beneath me. She ripped her mouth away and sobbed, “Gideon.”

“That’s it, babe, come for me,” I growled.

And I let loose. Pounding inside her while I chased my release. She gripped me tight, moving with me. Her cries of ecstasy increased tenfold.

Lightning electrified my spine and pooled in my groin. My balls drew up. Between one breath and the next, ecstasy illuminated my entire system. And I came, grunting as I emptied every drop in my balls inside her clutching heat.

I slumped over her and held her tight. Not ready to let her go. But she didn’t seem to mind. She pressed her mouth against my neck and had her arms around my back, clasping me tight.

And I prayed that our relationship would survive. That she wouldn’t hate us once the truth came out. Because I was playing for keeps.

Chapter five

Fears & Fantasies

Kylie

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Surrounded by Gideon’s much larger form our bodies returned to earth slowly by degrees. After the toe-curling ecstasy, my body replete and my heart had mended.

He didn’t hate me. If I had the strength, I would get on my knees in thanks. He hadn’t been avoiding me. It had all been my fears getting the better of me.

Moisture filled my eyes. Tears slipped down my face. I really thought I had lost him. To my core, I believed he spurned me for not listening when he begged me not to go shopping the other day. But it was just anxiety planting negative thoughts in my brain. Simply because it was precisely how my husband would have responded. He iced me out shortly after we married simply because I disagreed with him. And our relationship de-evolved from there swiftly.

Gideon meant the world to me. I cared about him more than I ever thought myself capable of caring for another person. When I examined my emotions, the strength of my feelings for him—for all of them—staggered me. The thought of losing any of them was unfathomable.

They had become my rocks. Their arms were my shelter from the storm. And if it were up to me, I would keep them by my side forever. Each one satisfied a need within me. Selfish, but I yearned to keep them all for myself. In the deepest recesses of my heart, it’s my most fervent wish.

Gideon lifted his face from its spot in the crook of my neck. Concern etched across his scrunched brow. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

“No. I’m happy because you still want me.” I bit my bottom lip to keep it from trembling.

A pained look crossed his handsome face. He lowered his forehead to mine. “I’m so sorry, babe. I never meant to hurt you. Forgive me.”

“Done.” The last bit of stress left my body.

“Just like that?” He reared back. Like he had expected me to blast him over it. I wouldn’t castigate him over a simple misunderstanding. There were two of us who didn’t clarify what we wanted from the other. Maybe if I had sought him out, it would have saved me some worry.

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