necessary.” Gedeon pressed his lips together to keep
from saying more.
“It was necessary?” Duncan snarled, throwing his first punch
straight to Gedeon’s face. His head rolled back. He’d seen it coming but his
mind had refused to avoid Duncan’s rage. Somehow, Ged could understand Duncan
and acknowledged him his right to take out some of his anger.
“You just decided to get lost in the ether without a word,
without a fucking message or a goodbye. All I received was the council’s
statement that you were absolved of any suspicion of having killed my
mother—and you say it was necessary?”
Gedeon grunted when the second punch to his jaw made his
ears ring but kept still.
“We were lovers! I fucking loved you and you betrayed me!
You left me fucking alone! I had to fight the whole fucking pack for my life
and my right to be the alpha!”
When the following two strikes made him see stars, Gedeon
decided it was time to get out of the way of Duncan’s fists—especially if
Gedeon was supposed to keep Duncan away from their woman for the rest of the
night.
But Gedeon quickly discovered what he’d already guessed beforehand—it
would be neither easy nor painless to beat a sturdy werewolf like
Duncan—especially since Gedeon didn’t want to kill or hurt the man…much. The
ability to read Duncan’s next moves in advance without him realizing it came in
handy. Nevertheless, with Duncan’s tireless brute strength, Gedeon had to focus
his whole being for more than an hour to take the wolf off balance.
Facedown, Duncan finally yielded. His muscles relaxed, his
breathing slowed and his claws retracted. “You win…this time.”
Gedeon didn’t reply, aware of how he’d been holding back
during their fight, that he hadn’t even attempted to shift. Gedeon pressed his
rock-hard, pulsing cock against Duncan’s ass.
“Shit! You’re going to fuck me!” Duncan swore.
“We both knew what the winner’s prize was going to be.”
Gedeon released his tight grip and fell partially to Duncan’s side.
“You’re not always going to be the winner,” Duncan’s remark
was dry.
“Mmhmm!” Gedeon didn’t even try to unglue his nose from the
man’s throat, inhaling blissfully Duncan’s fresh, earthy scent.
“I’m not a pup anymore!” Duncan snarled.
Gedeon stopped sniffing and raised his head. “I know,” he
admitted calmly.
“If I win next time, I’m going to fuck you!” Duncan warned,
fangs extended.
“Good.”
Duncan stared incredulously over his shoulder. “Good? That’s
it?”
Chuckling, Gedeon rasped his sharp teeth over Duncan’s skin
and with a low moan lapped at the spicy trail of tiny red drops Gedeon’s fangs
left behind.
“You don’t believe I’m prepared to win, do you?”
Duncan’s eyes narrowed as he asked the question but his
dilated pupils were enough to tell Gedeon how much Duncan enjoyed the
pleasure-pain Gedeon was dishing him out.
“I not only believe it, but I really hope it happens.”
“What?” Duncan went absolutely still.
Letting out a long sigh, Gedeon raised his head. He held
Duncan’s gaze. “I prefer to submit.”
Duncan stared at Ged for a few moments. “You’re joking,
right?”
Gedeon shook his head.
“You always forced me to submit.” Duncan shook his head,
obviously confused. “You never… Not once did you let me take control when we
fucked.”
“I like it both ways. However, in order to submit, I require
someone stronger than me. You weren’t…then.” Gedeon watched Duncan carefully.
“You were just an inexperienced pup. While I waited for you to become the
powerful alpha I knew you’d be one day, I trained you and showed you how to be
the lover I needed.”
The silence stretched between them. Duncan’s turbulent
emotions were written all over his face. He finally lifted his fingers to trace
Gedeon’s cheekbone and he held his breath, waiting as Duncan took his time with
the caress before pressing a hard, demanding kiss
from saying more.
“It was necessary?” Duncan snarled, throwing his first punch
straight to Gedeon’s face. His head rolled back. He’d seen it coming but his
mind had refused to avoid Duncan’s rage. Somehow, Ged could understand Duncan
and acknowledged him his right to take out some of his anger.
“You just decided to get lost in the ether without a word,
without a fucking message or a goodbye. All I received was the council’s
statement that you were absolved of any suspicion of having killed my
mother—and you say it was necessary?”
Gedeon grunted when the second punch to his jaw made his
ears ring but kept still.
“We were lovers! I fucking loved you and you betrayed me!
You left me fucking alone! I had to fight the whole fucking pack for my life
and my right to be the alpha!”
When the following two strikes made him see stars, Gedeon
decided it was time to get out of the way of Duncan’s fists—especially if
Gedeon was supposed to keep Duncan away from their woman for the rest of the
night.
But Gedeon quickly discovered what he’d already guessed beforehand—it
would be neither easy nor painless to beat a sturdy werewolf like
Duncan—especially since Gedeon didn’t want to kill or hurt the man…much. The
ability to read Duncan’s next moves in advance without him realizing it came in
handy. Nevertheless, with Duncan’s tireless brute strength, Gedeon had to focus
his whole being for more than an hour to take the wolf off balance.
Facedown, Duncan finally yielded. His muscles relaxed, his
breathing slowed and his claws retracted. “You win…this time.”
Gedeon didn’t reply, aware of how he’d been holding back
during their fight, that he hadn’t even attempted to shift. Gedeon pressed his
rock-hard, pulsing cock against Duncan’s ass.
“Shit! You’re going to fuck me!” Duncan swore.
“We both knew what the winner’s prize was going to be.”
Gedeon released his tight grip and fell partially to Duncan’s side.
“You’re not always going to be the winner,” Duncan’s remark
was dry.
“Mmhmm!” Gedeon didn’t even try to unglue his nose from the
man’s throat, inhaling blissfully Duncan’s fresh, earthy scent.
“I’m not a pup anymore!” Duncan snarled.
Gedeon stopped sniffing and raised his head. “I know,” he
admitted calmly.
“If I win next time, I’m going to fuck you!” Duncan warned,
fangs extended.
“Good.”
Duncan stared incredulously over his shoulder. “Good? That’s
it?”
Chuckling, Gedeon rasped his sharp teeth over Duncan’s skin
and with a low moan lapped at the spicy trail of tiny red drops Gedeon’s fangs
left behind.
“You don’t believe I’m prepared to win, do you?”
Duncan’s eyes narrowed as he asked the question but his
dilated pupils were enough to tell Gedeon how much Duncan enjoyed the
pleasure-pain Gedeon was dishing him out.
“I not only believe it, but I really hope it happens.”
“What?” Duncan went absolutely still.
Letting out a long sigh, Gedeon raised his head. He held
Duncan’s gaze. “I prefer to submit.”
Duncan stared at Ged for a few moments. “You’re joking,
right?”
Gedeon shook his head.
“You always forced me to submit.” Duncan shook his head,
obviously confused. “You never… Not once did you let me take control when we
fucked.”
“I like it both ways. However, in order to submit, I require
someone stronger than me. You weren’t…then.” Gedeon watched Duncan carefully.
“You were just an inexperienced pup. While I waited for you to become the
powerful alpha I knew you’d be one day, I trained you and showed you how to be
the lover I needed.”
The silence stretched between them. Duncan’s turbulent
emotions were written all over his face. He finally lifted his fingers to trace
Gedeon’s cheekbone and he held his breath, waiting as Duncan took his time with
the caress before pressing a hard, demanding kiss
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