A Mate for Gideon(50)

Gideon hooked his arm around her ass to keep her in place and sought out her slit with his now free hand. Her pussy was soaking fucking wet. He had to squeeze his eyes shut as he imagined his dick taking the place of his fingers. Gideon eased two inside her.

Her pussy tugged him in deeper. Her velvet walls tight around him. It wasn’t hard to find the right spot because she soon cried out.

Bulls-fucking-eye.

She wriggled and moaned and bucked against him. Then she sucked on his dick. This time, much harder and deeper than before. His balls moved straight to his throat and everything in him tightened. Jenna palmed the base of his cock and sucked on him again, making whimpering noises. He had to remind himself to keep finger fucking her while keeping his hips still. It wasn’t easy considering how fucking amazing her mouth felt, how decadent she tasted.

He was shocked when her pussy tightened around his fingers and she groaned loudly. Her back bowed and she released his dick. Her pussy pulled even tighter and her groan became drawn out, sounding like it was coming from between her teeth.

“No more.” She finally slumped against him. It only lasted about two seconds because, then she picked herself up, leaning on her elbows and took his cock back into her mouth. One hand worked his base while the other played with his sack. She deep throated him. Her pussy was still in his face. Wet with her juices. He could glimpse down the narrow space between their bodies. Her nipples touched his stomach. Between her breasts, he could see her lips around him. Her hands on him. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen before. Her mouth made suction noises as she moved up and down. He could feel the sweat roll down his face. As much as he wanted to come, he didn’t want this to end. Torture and bliss, to the point of pain.

“I’m close.” His words were almost unrecognizable. He hoped she would understand him.

Thank fuck, she didn’t stop. Instead, she lowered the hand on his sack and massaged the sensitive patch of skin behind his balls and he was tickets. Gideon all out snarled, as his seed erupted. Again he had to fight the urge to pump into her mouth. To grip her with his thighs. Most of all, he had to stop himself from turning her around and finishing inside of her.

Soon.

He was going to speak with his king in the morning. Gideon only hoped that Brant would understand. He had to. Part of him wanted to wait because he needed to be sure of them before taking that next step and another part needed permission somehow. He wanted to do things the right way this time.

Gideon lay back against the headboard. He pulled Jenna into the crook of his arm, holding her against him. In soft strokes, he caressed her back. Loving how her satiny skin felt, how her soft breasts mashed against him.

He inhaled her scent, so sweet, so pure. “I’ve missed you so much. Strange thing is…” He swallowed hard. “I didn’t even realize how much until right now. You mean so much to me.”

She lifted up her head. Her eyes were filled with moisture. “I’m so sorry…I wish I’d been honest with you. That I’d been brave enough to…”

Gideon put a finger to her lips. “Shhhh. Don’t say it. You are brave. I’m the idiot, I should’ve listened. It’s in the past now though.” He smiled at her and his heart warmed when she smiled back.

Then she worried on her bottom lip. A sure sign that something was bothering her.

“What is it? I told you that those other females meant nothing to me.”

“It’s not that.” Her eyes drifted down to his chest, before locking back with his. “Thinking back now to those early days with Liam. I think I understand how we went from a few dates to living together. It was like a whirlwind. Happened so quickly. My mother and stepfather moved away around the same time.” She sucked in a deep breath. “When I think back at how clever and deceitful he was. How quickly and quietly he wound his way into my life. Sure, the signs of his manipulative ways were there but I chose not to see them. I have always been a bit of a loner, I don’t have that many friends. This fit right in with his plans. I was an easy target.”

Gideon kept quiet, understanding her need to talk. He just kept stroking her back, listening to what she had to say.

“I tried to leave him. That was the first time he beat me.” She shuddered and he tightened his arms around her. All he wanted to do was to tuck her in and go and find the bastard. Males like this Liam did not have any honor. He deserved to die. If he’d been a vampire, he would be long fucking dead. Forget being buried, his body would’ve been burned.

Gideon longed to see the male broken, bleeding, roasting. Hell, he’d toast marshmallows over the heat.