Page 42 of Huntress and the Thorn Court
“What are you doing? You’re free! Let’s go.”
“I had already bartered for a lesser sentence, Reed that wouldn’t lead to war.”
“If you stay, I can’t protect you.”
“How dare you think I’m incapable of protecting myself?” I spun to face Gideon. “I apologize, Alpha, for this recklessness. Please accept my apology and if it’s acceptable I’d like to fulfill the terms of our deal as long as no repercussions fall on my fellow hunters for a few members’ bad judgment.”
“Isabel!” Reed hissed gripping my arm to stop me, but I yanked it from him worried that if he continued touching me, I might just punch him.
“Will my Beta be returned to me?” Gideon asked like the situation was trivial.
“Release him,” I spat to Reed.
“Do you know what I had to go through to pull this off?” Reed questioned.
“Who asked it of you? Release him,” I demanded, but he hesitated. “I am still higher ranking than you, Reed. I gave you an order.”
Gritting his teeth, he gave the sign to the men holding Adam. With the silver removed, Adam fell to the floor. His wrists were open wounds from where the silver cuffs had imbedded.
“I’d like to see them out,” I said to Gideon. I was putting on a show for the hunters. Normally I wouldn’t have been quite so complying. Gideon nodded his head granting me permission.
At the front door, Reed gripped my arm once more as his crew exited the building. “The car is just over there. We can still go.”
“What the hell is wrong with you? I came here so we didn’t end up at war with the wolves. If they wanted blood over an accident what did you think would happen over an outright attack on their second in command? You obviously weren’t following orders because any of the higher-ups would know what a terrible idea this was. You better hope he doesn’t extend my sentence back out to the full length after this. I’ve been having to train his Omegas to get it knocked down,” I lied.
Reed shook his head. “Shouldn’t the lengths I’d go to, to protect you, show how much I care?”
“And that’s the problem, Reed. I’m not yours to protect and I could never be as long as you thought I needed protection.”
His eyes emptied narrowing at me. “With what’s to come you’ll wish you’d accepted my protection.” He turned and headed to the car.
My blood went cold. “What does that mean?” He glanced over his shoulder but didn’t reply. “Reed, what do you mean?” I yelled.
Ignoring me, he climbed in the car with all his team and drove away.
* * *
My mattress shifted justbefore a warm hand slipped under my shirt, gliding across my stomach. Smiling sleepily, I was rolled onto my back. Even in the dark, I could see Gideon’s green eyes gazing down at me. There was something different about his expression, something I didn’t recognize. I opened my mouth to ask but he silenced me with a kiss. I pressed myself closer to him enjoying the feel of his lips on mine before groaning as I realized he was naked.
He eased my shirt gently over my head. Our lips parted long enough for the material to pass between us. There was something caring in the gesture. He wasn’t in a hurry to get me naked, but took his time enjoying the process in a way I hadn’t experienced from him. His hands skimmed over my body gently covering as much area as he could. When they brushed over my panties, stroking at the junction between my thighs, I moaned against his lips spreading my thighs hungrily for him.
He slipped my panties down my legs, tossing them aimlessly in the room before settling his head between my thighs. Bowing off the bed, I moaned as his tongue invaded my folds, tasting me.
Gideon took his time enjoying his task. His hands reached up cupping my breasts, his fingers toyed with my nipples. He didn’t stop until I cried out his name.
Kissing up my body, Gideon’s lips traced along my skin writing a story that my body read as pleasure. He worked me into a pleasure-fueled frenzy. When I was heady with need, he pushed into me, connecting us and I almost came undone. My toes curled and my back arched feeling him drive into me. Each move was slow and determined, causing the most pleasure.
The way he kissed me lovingly as his hips thrust forward, how he continued to stroke my skin with his fingers to heighten my pleasure, even his slow but precise moves told me this wasn’t fucking. We were making love and if I hadn’t already been breathing heavy from the pleasure, I might have from that realization.
Gideon kissed his way down my neck coming to the spot where he’d bitten me. He lapped hungrily at it before placing his teeth over the area and pressed lightly against it, almost like he was marking me again. The hint of pain caused me to explode.
“Gideon,” I moaned feeling my body shatter leaving nothing but my soul raw for him to claim. With a groan, he spilled into me, filling me with his white hot release. I left my body for only seconds, but it felt longer. When I settled back into my skin, a piece of me was missing replaced with something else, something I wanted more than the missing bit of me. Gideon.
He kissed me longingly. His tongue danced with mine in an erotic tango. It was slow, not to build into something but to bask in the pleasure we’d just experienced.
I gazed up into his green eyes before taking in his expression. The scar on his face was wrinkled as he stared at me with such awe that I wondered if he felt me too.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I brought him back to my lips and kissed him hungrily until we were making love again.
