Page 35 of Love Bites

“I’m fine, Gideon. But if it will help you calm down by cleaning up my side, then by all means, go for it.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Thank you for your permission.”

He went to work, cleaning each cut and bite with precise care. She didn’t wince, nor did she gasp when the sting probably should have made her do so. She was being strong for him, and that made him feel worse.

He had to do better than he was at this mating thing, but he had no idea what he was doing. There wasn’t a manual for this thing.

“What the other wolves did wasn’t wrong.”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he snapped then set everything down. He was done anyway. He moved so he stood between her legs, his hands on the table beside her hips.

She sucked in a breath, and he could scent her arousal. Damn. Not touching her was not going to be easy.

“Let me calm down, Brie. Then we can discuss what happened and how to fix it.”

She reached out and cupped his face. Instinctively, he turned his head and kissed her palm. When her lips parted at the action, he couldn’t help himself. He leaned down and took her mouth in a hungry kiss, forcing his palms to stay on the table and not move to his mate.

He pulled away, hungry. “Tell me no, Brie. Tell me no and I’ll walk away right now. You need to heal. You need time to…well, you just need time.” Time to be herself, time to be a Talon, time to not be in his clutches because he couldn’t seem to hold himself back.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. “I’m not saying no.”

He swallowed hard then gripped her hips in his hands. “Good.”

He slammed his mouth on hers, craving her more than he’d ever craved another. This wasn’t only his wolf wanting a mate. No, this was him wanting the woman beneath him. He wanted to be inside her, claim her as his own over and over until they were both spent.

“I’m not going to go easy this time,” he ground out, his chest heaving.

“Good. Take me as I am, and I’ll do the same.”

He searched her face, trying to understand her motives. He honestly didn’t understand Brie. She was so strong in some respects yet seemed so scared in others. She was a puzzle his wolf demanded he figured out, but Gideon wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to. She surprised him at every turn. She’d mated him for his Pack, not for herself. He understood that much. Didn’t he? Why else would she throw herself into a situation that seemed impossible?

“Kiss me,” she whispered, and he was lost.

He pressed his lips to hers once more, tasting her on his tongue, needing her more than he’d ever needed anyone before.

His hands roamed her sides, careful of the wounds that were already healing. They’d been superficial, although, in the heat of the fight, he’d feared they’d been so much worse.

She grasped his hand and placed it on her breast. His eyes widened, and then he grinned. It seemed his mate wanted him to keep his mind on the task at hand. That he could do. He plucked at her nipples, loving the way she gasped at each movement, her eyes glowing gold. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, pinching slightly to watch her eyes grow molten. She squirmed under him, the sweet scent of her arousal mixing with the heady scent of his own.

Her legs fell to the sides, spreading her wide. She seemed to be doing it subconsciously, but he didn’t care if she’d meant to do it or not. He wanted her. Wanted her taste on his tongue.

He grinned then pulled away so he could kneel beside the table, which was the perfect height for what he wanted to do. Brie let out a squeal when he tugged her closer to the edge.

“Gideon.”

“Yes, say my name. Remember it when you’re coming on my tongue.”

Her eyes widened then rolled back when he sucked on her clit. Goddess, she tasted magnificent. He licked and nibbled her pussy, wanting her to come on his face. He placed his hands on her hips, forcing her butt to stay on the table when she wanted to squirm. Each time he circled her clit, she let out a little mewling sound that was so fucking hot he was about to come in his sweats right then and there.

When he fucked her with his tongue, piercing her channel, her moans grew breathier, and he knew she was close. He let go of one hip so he could play with her clit with his free hand. As soon as he touched the swollen ball of nerves, she stiffened then arched her back, pushing her breasts up.

“Gideon!” she screamed as she came on his tongue. Fuck, she tasted exquisite. Like a heaven he knew he’d never get enough of.

He stood quickly, pulling his sweats down over his ass so he could free his cock. He was so hard he was afraid he’d blow in one go.

Her eyes widened, and she sat up, reaching for him. “I want to taste you too.”

He shook his head, staying her hand. “Not now. I promise I want your sweet mouth around my cock.” He groaned at the mental image. “But right now, if I don’t get in you, I’m going to come all over your breasts and belly before I even fill you up.”

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