Some things are supposed to happen, just the way they happened.
Gideon released her wrist, released her bottom, and wrapped both arms around her waist, squeezing her tight enough that she had trouble breathing. His thrusts increased, frantic, pounding, pleasure almost to the point of pain. Her own orgasm had begun to coil tight, waiting for that final second to spring free.
And then Gideon issued a feral snarl against her flesh, driving himself impossibly deep. His teeth clamped onto her shoulder, setting off a chain reaction. All around her, his body went hard as tempered steel. Her own body quaked and shuddered, exploding in a kaleidoscope of colors and sensations. Her orgasm slammed into her the moment she felt him jerk and pulse deep inside her as a deluge of hot seed gushed from him. She screamed his name, gasped for air and screamed again.
Chapter Thirteen
Chest heaving, Gideon dropped his forehead to Maggie’s. There were no words for what he’d just experienced. His body still shook with the aftermath of their union. He kept his arms wrapped tight around her, afraid if he let go, even for a moment, she might slip away from him.
Buried deep inside her, his still-hard cock continued to throb and spasm. His hips followed of their own accord, flexing, driving his shaft deeper still. In his arms, Maggie’s limp body tensed. She made a small whimpering sound in the back of her throat.
Oh God, did I hurt her?
He prayed not. Especially now, when it seemed as if his body had taken over his will, for he truly didn’t know if he could release her. Already, he could feel his arms tightening around her, seemingly of their own accord, caging her to him, trapping her. His hips began to roll, grinding himself into her against his will.
If he’d hurt her, he told himself, he’d stop…somehow. He would. He didn’t know where he would get the strength to leave her, but he would do it. For her.
“Oh,” she gasped softly.
Gideon touched his forehead to hers, and forced his eyelids open. Her face was flushed. Her lips were softly parted and swollen from his kisses. Just that brief glimpse of her face was enough to send fresh waves of fiery need coursing through him. His shaft jerked in response.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, his lips hovering close to hers.
She shook her head, bumping her nose against his. At last, she looked up at him. Those beautiful eyes glittered like the rarest, most precious of gems. They captured him as nothing else could.
Clawing at the meager shreds of his control, he forced his hips to stop moving.
It nearly killed him.
Her brow wrinkled, and she cried out softly.
“I hurt you.” By all that was holy, he’d pull out and let her go. In just a second. It would probably make him stark raving mad, but he’d do it. He’d—
“No!” she cried when he began to slide out of her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her legs tightened around his waist, her heels dug into his ass. “Oh my God, Gideon, don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t stop now!”
A rush of pleasure, hot and all-consuming, surged through him, making his chest swell. A wide, wicked grin broke loose. He reflexively tightened his arms around her and he began rotating his hips once more. She purred—actually purred—like a cat that had fallen in a river of cream. Maggie arched her back, rubbing her breasts against him. Luxurious bliss.
It was more than he could take. He slammed inside her with a brutal thrust of his hips. Her shoulders cracked back against the wall. Her sharp gasp of breath, her tiny moan were the sweetest sounds he’d ever heard, next to her earlier cries of pleasure, of course. He’d be hearing those sounds from her again, even if it took all night.
Gritting his teeth, he angled his head until they were cheek to cheek once more. Gideon forced himself to pause, praying she wouldn’t move. Even the tiniest flexing of her inner muscles would put him straight over the edge and he wanted more than just rough wall sex. He wanted her in his bed. All. Night. Long. In every way imaginable.
“Hold on to me, Maggie,” he growled in her ear. “I’m takin’ you home. And once we get there, I won’t stop again. I swear it to you.”
She murmured incoherently, but she tightened her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist, so he took that as consent. Gideon gathered his focus, pulled in his power and shimmered them to his bedroom at the plantation.