Page 10 of Huntress and the Splintered Court
His face brightened with enlightenment. “You want to know what this relationship is.”
Hearing him say it made me suddenly insecure. I wanted to pull away and forget the conversation. I wasn’t naturally an easily embarrassed person, but broaching this subject with Gideon, who oozed confidence, had my stomach roiling and a blush threatening to flush my cheeks. The urge to shrug and turn away was strong, but I forced myself to maintain eye contact as I nodded.
“I think humans would classify you as my girlfriend.” He pulled me tighter making my lip quirk. His face shifted to something darker, hungrier, that already had my body responding and he hadn’t even done anything. “But, the wordmatemeans a lot more to me. It’s a stronger term for what you are. Girlfriends are temporary. We are not, Isabel. You made a decision to stay. That decision is what sealed our bond.”
“Are you so sure that I’m your mate?” I asked feeling butterflies dance in my stomach.
“Beyond a shadow of a doubt. You’re mine, Isabel.”
“Yours,” I breathed without thought before I stood on my toes pressing my lips to his. He groaned spinning me out of the spray.
“I need to taste you,” he whispered against my lips.
“Yes,” I moaned arching into him.
With his lips quirked into a smile, Gideon dropped to his knees. There was something heady about seeing this powerful man on his knees for me. Lifting my leg over his shoulder, his green eyes flicked to mine sparkling wickedly, he smirked before lowering his mouth covering my sex. I’d had the shower’s heat turned up so high that Gideon’s mouth felt cool in contrast.
“I hate how good you are at that.”
He chuckled and it vibrated through my core doing delicious things to me. “You hate it?” he asked before flicking his tongue against my sensitive nub causing me to groan.
“Yes, because you have to had a lot of practice then I get upset that you had a past before me.”
He ceased his torturous pleasure. My eyes fluttered open and I stared down at him. I worried for a moment I said something wrong, but he sat there grinning. “I like jealousy on you, but you have no reason to be. I’m yours.”
I cupped his face between my palms and lowered myself to his lips. Gideon wrapped his arms around me. In a quick and surprisingly gentle motion, I found myself under him. I parted my thighs welcoming him. I wanted him buried inside of me more than I wanted my next breath.
“I’m not done yet.”
Crawling down my body, he threw my legs wide burying his head between my thighs. He didn’t relent until I screamed his name…Twice.
* * *
I wokeup with a naked Gideon wrapped around me. His arms clung to me constricting my movement. Sleeping naked had become commonplace for us, whether sex was involved or not. It was comforting for Gideon to feel my skin against his. Even I admitted I enjoyed the feeling too.
After our shower the previous night, I went on to tell him about the events of my mission. I wasn’t informing the Alpha, but was unburdening myself to my boyfriend. God that sounded weird. Gideon’s energy changed when he learned how close I came to sacrificing myself. He was grateful to the man who took my place and planned on compensating his family exponentially for their loss.
I went on to explain Trey’s sudden hostility, which didn’t seem to surprise Gideon.
“You threaten his position,” he explained running his fingers down my arm.
“How?” I turned to stare at him over my shoulder as we lay in bed together.
His brow furrowed as he eyed me confused. “You’re my mate, Isabel. Trey’s my Head Enforcer and third in command and you’re shoving him down a peg in a manner of speaking. He’s still number three, but you outrank him.”
Gideon had been so caring while in the shower and after, tending to my needs in a way that I hadn’t been aware they needed. With his body curled around me from behind, his skin against mine had me sighing with contentment. The heat of his flesh calmed me in a way the two orgasms he’d given hadn’t. It stopped me from reeling from the fight.
Our conversation lulled and his breathing grew steady against my neck suggesting he was asleep. I couldn’t help but wiggle my ass attempting to coax him. No reaction. With a sigh, I arched my spine pressing my ass firmly against him. Rolling my hips, I rubbed against his manhood.
His hand draped across my belly, slid back until it cupped my ass. I groaned thinking I’d won, but gasped when I felt the harsh sting of his palm meeting my flesh.
“Temptress,” he growled teasingly into my ear.
Smiling, I rolled over to face him. “Can’t blame a girl.”
“Mm,” he grunted before stealing a kiss. I tried to deepen it, but Gideon knew my tricks. He pulled away with a knowing smirk. “I have a meeting to get to, to discuss what occurred last night.” I didn’t even know how he planned that. He’d been with me almost since I’d returned. “I’d like for you to join me.”
“Why?” I asked curiously tracing my fingers along his shoulder taking liberties I’d not allowed myself before. He didn’t seem to mind. In fact, his hand on my hip was doing the same.
