Page 33 of Huntress and the Thorn Court
Nibbling my bottom lip, I stood, ripping my shirt over my head revealing my bare breasts. “I thought you said this was a bad idea?”
“It’s a terrible idea,” he explained shoving his pants and boxers down his muscular legs.
Once I was completely naked, he pulled me onto his lap. Straddling him, I lowered myself onto his erection. Throwing my head back, I absorbed the sensation of him entering me. God, it was just how I remembered it. I thought I imagined how perfectly we fit. I tried to raise myself up, but Gideon gripped my hips firmly and flipped us, pinning me between him in the couch. His fiercely green gaze met mine just before he thrust. I gasped arching into him as he began to move.
“Is this what you want, Isabel?” he asked moving his body skillfully within mine. “To be fucked by a werewolf? To come all over my werewolf cock?” He kissed me hungrily before I could answer. The pleasure I felt all the way down to my toes. His words were vulgar and yet I responded to them. Hearing his dirty talk was enough to send me soaring over the edge.
“Yes!” My thighs gripped him as I cried out. Gideon groaned following me moments later. Neither of us had lasted long, but I hadn’t needed a long drawn out session. I just wanted him.
Fluttering my lashes open, I saw the most gorgeous green eyes staring back at me. We were still connected. Neither of us seemed in a hurry to break away. Perhaps the spell would be broken if we did.
“What do you want, Isabel?”
I exhaled rubbing my forehead against his shoulder trying to shield myself from his probing stare for just a moment. “To not feel sick when I think of the full moon approaching.”
“And what can make that stop?” he asked nipping playfully at my ear.
“To know that you won’t be sleeping with any of the she wolves.” I smiled even as I spoke the words. How could I not when this delicious man was teasing me?
“Hmm…” he grunted trailing his hand up my abdomen. “Then whom do you propose I sleep with?”
“You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?” I turned to glare at him. It wasn’t just my pride that was making it hard to have this conversation, but my insecurities. I could say exactly what I wanted and Gideon could turn around and tell me no. There were dozens of scenarios. The fact that we’d just had sex and I was still naked under him, didn’t help me feel more confident.
He pulled back so we could easily meet the other’s gaze. “I think I deserve to hear it.”
Swallowing hard, I whispered the word. “Me.”
“You?”
“Tomorrow morning come to me after you change. Not Carla.”
He sighed heavily. “If we do this—if—you need to understand that there can be no refusal after a change. You must give yourself willingly or I will return to Carla and this will not continue.”
“Okay, butyouneed to understand that what happens between us stays there. I’m not ashamed of what we’re doing but this could compromise us both. I’m not some irrelevant hunter. This could affect my position, but it could affect yours too.”
He smirked seeing my angle. “You want discretion?”
“I do.”
He nodded, but the way he did it didn’t feel like he was agreeing but that he simply heard me.
Gideon studied me for a pregnant moment before disengaging our bodies. Grabbing the tissues off his desk, he handed them to me to clean up.
“I want to show you something.”
He gathered our clothes as I cleaned up. Afterwards he led me to a door in the back corner of his office. Opening it, I was stunned to see an elevator. Smirking at my reaction he led me naked onto it. He chuckled when I hesitated. What if it opened up and someone saw us?
“No one will see you like this but me.” I relaxed. “And Clyde.” He pointed at what appeared to be a security camera.
“Gideon!”
He chuckled. I think it was the first time he’d ever made a joke. “It’s just for show. There’s no Clyde.”
We rode in a comfortable silence. The doors opened up to a bedroom. “Yours?”
He nodded. Stepping out of the car he moved throughout the room flipping on lights. The place was three times the size of mine. He had enough space for a makeshift sitting area, a king-size bed with still plenty of room to move around. There was even a small table with two chairs resting in the corner. Taking a seat on the bed he called me over. “Come here.” I smirked having half a mind to disobey. “I’m a very dominant wolf, Isabel. It’s best to pick your battles with me.”
I padded across the floor to where he stood feeling completely comfortable in my lack of attire. Once I was within reach, he grasped my hips tugging me between his thighs.
