Page 39 of Lycan Witch
“Do you smell that?”I ask him.
He widens his radius.“No, and there’s nothing moving in the woods. Why?”
I scan the woods around us again.“It’s the dark witch, but it’s faint.”Scowling, I strain my eyes through the shadows, but see nothing.“Don’t you smell that?”I ask Gideon.
He tilts his head, then moves a few steps forward, using his paw to pin down a few low branches. The lake glistens behind him, reflecting the starry sky above.“All I smell is the lake.”
I stare back at him, wondering if it’s all in my head. We’ve been to this lake so many times. If the Lockwood witch is here, how have I never noticed before?
“Swim with me,”he says, nuzzling my snout with his.
The scent of the dark magic fades as the citrus, woodsy scent of Gideon fills my nostrils, making me think it really was just in my head. He turns away, bounding toward the water, shifting just before he breaks the surface. The briefest view of his beautiful naked form heats me up from the inside out, bringing back the memory of earlier today in the office. Warmth pools low inside me, and my mouth goes dry. His head pops above the surface, shaking wet curls out of his face as he smirks at me, beckoning me to him with one finger.
My wolf lurches me forward, throwing me into the water before I can think twice. I shift, gasping as the cold lake touches my bare skin, and Gideon laughs beside me. He wraps one arm around my waist as I try to splash him, touching his nose to mine. “Good girl,” he whispers, his breath hot against my mouth.
My thighs ache at those words, and I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing my lips to his. His arm tightens around me, lifting me, and my legs come up to circle his waist, crossing my ankles at his back. My body seals to his, my hands burying into his hair, tugging him closer.
He spins, kicking his legs as he floats on his back, his mouth never leaving mine as we near the shore. The minute we get into shallower water, he flips us over, my back on the sand and the waves lapping at my hair.
My hands roam his body, clinging to him, desperate to have him fill the aching void in my chest. I moan when he slips a hand between us, his finger circling my clit before diving inside me. My back arches as he curls his finger inside me, tiny fireworks exploding behind my eyes.
He bends down, his breath hot against my ear. “Come for me, little witch,” he whispers before bending down to capture my nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting. His finger doesn’t slow its assault, driving into me.
I can’t catch my breath, my chest heaving as my toes curl, and my hips coming up to meet his every movement. “Gideon,” I whimper, wanting more, needing more of him. “I want you.”
He lifts his head, looking down at me. His dark wet curls falling across his face, dripping water onto my chest. Tears threaten to pour down my face as I stare into his eyes—eyes filled with desire, with lust, with… love. The mate bond in my chest throbs, the pain making me gasp worse than the first time.
Accept it. You need him, my wolf says softly.
“I-I need you,” I rasp, the words barely audible over the lapping water around us and our panting breaths.
A slow smile breaks across his face, and I moan when he pulls his finger from me, the cold water splashing up to meet my hot center.
I suck my lip into my mouth, biting down on it, and gasp when I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance. He rubs it against my clit, and I tilt my hips, wanting him inside me and needing more friction at the same time.
His deep chuckle vibrates against me as he presses his bare chest to mine, one hand lifting my chin, the other gripping my hip. “Gods, you are gorgeous.” He presses his lips to mine, slowly rubbing his tip against my clit again. “Incredible.” Another kiss. “Perfection.” He sucks my lip into his mouth, his tongue sweeping across it, making me moan. “Mine,” he growls, pulling back to position himself at my entrance and thrusting inside me, filling me in one quick motion.
I cry out, lifting my legs to wrap around his hips. His fingers dig into my side, pulling me to meet each thrust as he slams into me. He kisses along my jaw, trailing slowly to my mouth, as his hips slowly pump into me. When his lips finally find mine, my fingers tangle into his hair, and my tongue darts into his mouth, stroking his tongue. The need building between my thighs is desperate, fierce. My thighs tighten around his waist, and my hands pull him harder against me, crushing his lips to mine so hard my fang pierces into my lip.
“Adara,” he moans, his voice husky.
I’ve never liked my full name, always reminding me of Monique, but gods, if I don’t love the sound of it falling from his lips right now. “Please, Gideon.”
“Please what?” he says, kissing my neck, the whisper of his words on my wet skin making me tremble.
“Make me come.” I close my eyes, tilting my head back to allow him better access as a growl rips from his mouth.
Picking up speed, he slams into me. Harder. Faster. His teeth graze my neck, then his tongue before he bites me, hard. I scream, pleasure bursting inside me as I ride the building wave. When his thumb finds my throbbing clit, I rasp out his name, which only seems to fuel him.
My nails drag down his back, pulling on his hips, wanting him deeper still. Then, the wave crests, and my pleasure peaks. My body arches, lifting to meet him, and I come so hard I see stars. He curses in my ear as he comes inside me. The spill of warmth fills me, and I open my eyes, taking in the star filled sky above me.
Gideon rests on top of me, bracing himself on his elbows as his fingers twirl in my hair. “I love you,” he whispers.
My eyes snap to his, but he isn’t even looking at me. He’s watching as a wet strand of my hair is wound around his finger.
“I love you beyond any doubt in your mind, beyond the moon above us. I love you as infinitely as stars in the sky.” His hand moves to cup my face, finally bringing his eyes to mine. Storm clouds framed by wet curls, the color of shadows. “I will fight anything and anyone to keep you by my side, including you. I would follow you into the depths of Hell without a second thought. I love you, Adara. I won’t let you push me away.”
Tears fill my eyes, blurring my vision, and I reach up to brush my fingers across his cheek, thankful his face is healed and not scarred from earlier. My heart swells, knowing he only wants to protect me, and I can’t deny the fact that keeping him safe is all I want too. “I love you too, Gideon.”