Chapter 22

There was a moment, fleeting as it was, where Gideon wondered how Jesse felt about facing all the violence in destroying Mary’s killers. For as much as he wanted things back to normal, he’d been careful about exposing Jess to the fights, wary of eliciting memories of his time with Brooker. This was the most graphic display Jesse had seen in months. The last thing he wanted was for him to take a step back in healing.

But the fervor with which he returned Gideon’s kiss banished those thoughts. With their hard cocks rubbing against each other, Jesse’s nails digging into Gideon’s arms, all Gideon wanted was to devour his lover in ways that had been denied him for far too long.

He pulled back from the kiss with the scent of arousal spinning his head.

“Need to fuck you, boy,” he growled. “And then I think I’ll have to fuck you again.”