A Mate for Gideon (12 page)

Gideon
could see that Jenna’s eyes were clouded in thought. Even though Lazarus spoke
with her, she ignored him flat.

“Do
you want to dance?” The big male tried again. He gripped Jenna’s elbow as he
spoke, shaking her from the trans-like state.

She
blinked rapidly a couple of times. “What did you say?”

“I
asked you if you wanted to dance. We’re supposed to be acting like we’re having
a really good time. Hitting it off…I believe was the term that
you know who
used.” Lazarus winked at Jenna and Gideon clenched his jaw. He was not a
jealous male, well not normally. Jenna tied him up in knots. Then again, she
always had. It was why he was hesitating instead of jumping in with both arms
raised.

“Sure.”
Jenna nodded. “But no more talk about my eyes.”

Lazarus
laughed. “I can’t help how this dress accentuates them. How is that my fault?”

Jenna
shook her head. Gideon could see how she was trying to look stern but it didn’t
work since her full lips were pulled into a smile. She threw back the last of
her champagne and placed the glass on the tray of a passing waiter.

Mother
fuck. That dress was just plain sinful. Her ass, the feminine curve of her
back, her succulent breasts.
Damn
! It was clear she wasn’t wearing a
bra. Vampire females didn’t wear them but they didn’t have to. The red fabric
molded her curves lovingly. All eyes turned towards her as Lazarus led Jenna to
the dance floor. He didn’t blame the males but that didn’t stop him from
wanting to kill all of them. Possessiveness rose up in him, forcing him to
suppress a growl.

From
the first moment that he had scented her unique essence, he knew that he was in
trouble. He’d been walking past the bar that night when it hit him in the nose.
Her scent had drawn him in. He planned on playing it cool. Going into the bar,
checking her out from a distance, possibly going over and introducing himself
at some point, but the moment his eyes landed on her, his plans fell to the
wayside.

She
was utter perfection. Everything he’d ever wanted in a female and more. He’d had
a major fallout with his king and had decided to leave the coven. Any dealings
with humans were still strictly forbidden. Going anywhere near Jenna, spending
any amount of time with her would only bring him trouble in the long run.

In
the end, it was a possible death sentence. Yet, it was useless to even try and
resist. Even when the alluring female had proceeded to empty her stomach
contents on the both of them, he had been helpless but to take her with him.
Crazy, one would’ve thought that being vomited on in such a way would put a
male off. That the pungent scent would drive him away and as fast as his legs
could take him. It didn’t happen. Not even close. When he picked her up and
held her soft form against him, he knew he was in deep shit.

Eight
dates…

With
one down and seven to go, he couldn’t wait to test compatibility. To push
himself deep into her welcoming flesh. Gideon knew without a doubt that they
would be dynamite together.

It
almost made him climb out the bathroom window in just his jeans, but instead he
had turned the shower on and pulled off his pants. When he’d fisted his
throbbing dick, it was Jenna’s pleasure filled eyes that he had pictured. Being
such a little human, her pussy would be tight. The heavy scent of arousal meant
that she would be slick and ready. He could just imagine her panting, how her
little hands would scratch at his back. It didn’t take more than a couple of
strokes and he was coming hard. It reminded him of when he was just a teenager
who lacked control. It shamed him, but at the same time it excited him. It had
been a very long time since Gideon had wanted a female so badly. In fact, he
didn’t think he had ever wanted a female quite this bad. It was probably
because she was forbidden but maybe there was more to it. He planned on finding
out despite logic telling him to stay the fuck away from her. He didn’t
particularly care for Brant or his rules. Not right now. Not after the way he
had been treated. To hell with the fucking rules.

Once
he was done, Jenna had taken his place in the bathroom. Their clothing had
arrived while she was still showering. His dick hardened up all over again when
he heard her soft pants. A ragged moan. It didn’t take long before her heart
rate sky rocketed. There was a barely audible, low drawn out moan that signaled
her orgasm. Fuck if Gideon didn’t need to grip his dick to prevent himself from
shooting off again. It didn’t matter that he’d already come twice. The need to
do so again was almost overwhelming. He could hear her panting softly, trying
to catch her breath. He couldn’t wait to bring this female pleasure. Couldn’t
fucking wait.

It
took a few more minutes for his dick to start listening. For his mind to start
working. Where the hell was he going to take her? There were two ways to win
over a vampire female. One would involve his cock, so that was out. The other
would involve his fists and somehow he doubted that aggression and power would
win over a human female. They were strange, timid creatures.

Gideon
pulled out his phone and typed in date ideas. He had never dated a female…not
ever. The first recommendation was to go bowling. Apparently it was a sport
that involved heavy balls. Gideon felt himself grin. If he wasn’t allowed to
use his cock, he wasn’t about to let Jenna play with heavy balls either. No
fucking way. Anything to do with balls was out. The next idea, was taking a
female out for a meal but since they had already eaten in, and since his idea
of a meal differed greatly from hers, he decided to forget that one as well. At
least for the time being. That left hiking, a walk in the park or going
sightseeing. Humans were a fucking boring bunch.

Jenna
said she was looking for fun and a chance to get to know him better. He
continued to scroll through the various ideas until he found one that held his
interest. Out in the open air, public enough that he wouldn’t be tempted to
fuck her outright - the eight date rule be damned - but also tranquil enough
that they would be granted some privacy.

He
couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her. He’d never been so excited about a
boring as fuck kiss in his whole life.

Her
eyes lit up when they parked. “We’re going rowing?”

Gideon
glanced at her. “Yeah, it’s supposed to be really romantic. At least according
to one of the websites about dating.”

She
gave him a wide, smile. “You googled places to go on a date?” Her whole face
softened. “That’s so sweet.”

“I’ve
never dated before so I had no idea what was required. I’m still not really
sure, so you’ll need to tell me if I’m doing it right.”

Her
eyes widened and her brows lifted. “Seriously? I don’t believe it. You’re
shitting me? A guy like you must go out on plenty of dates.”

“I’m
very serious, Jenna. Vampires do not lie. I have fucked a lot of females but
have never dated one.”

Her
beautiful eyes clouded and she bit down on her lip. “Okay…well. I guess I…I
don’t really know what to make of that.”

He
leaned in a little closer to her. “It’s a good thing. I am excited about dating
you. About getting to know you. I can’t wait to get my…mouth on you.” He
dropped his gaze to her lips. Pink, soft looking, full and ready for him.
“That’s just the start.”

The
scent of her arousal filled the vehicle and he couldn’t help but to inhale deeply.
Fucking amazing!

Jenna
leaned a little more towards him before tensing up. “We had better get out
there then.”

There
were two males on a boat similar to theirs. They held long rods that Jenna had
explained were for catching fish. There were also two longer thinner vessels
that moved swiftly through the water. It looked as if the males in the longer
vessels were exercising. As they moved swiftly from one side of the large
expanse of water and then back again. Stopping to talk with one another from time
to time.

Gideon
held the oars, he pulled them through the water. A breeze blew Jenna’s hair
about her face and she dipped a hand into the cool, blue depths every so often.
There were sounds of water lapping on the sides of the row boat and the creak
of wood as he worked the oars.

“It’s
so peaceful out here.” Jenna sighed, leaning back in her seat. They faced one
another. Their legs in a tangle somewhere in the middle. Her small feet were
bare, her blue nails stark against her porcelain skin.

She
wriggled them when she caught him staring. “Don’t vampire females use nail polish?”

He
shook his head. “No. There are definite differences between our two species.”

She
smiled. “What kind of differences?”

“Coloring
on your toes…” He frowned. “I do like it.” Then he looked her in the eye. “I
tried not to look but I noticed that you have fur on your pussy.”

She
turned a darker shade of red, her eyes flashing away from him. “Oh god, that’s
so embarrassing.”

“Do
not be embarrassed. I had to remove everything. You did a really good job of it
when you vomited.”

She
waved her hand. “Please don’t remind me.”

“I
promise I didn’t touch you in anyway. I removed your clothes as quickly as
possible and pulled the sheet over you.” His chest rose as he pulled in a
breath. “Do not misunderstand, I could’ve stared at you until sunrise, fuck,
longer than that but it would not have been right.”

She
shivered and he caught a nose full of her arousal. This female was not as timid
as he had expected humans to be. Maybe it was just her. Maybe the rumors about
humans weren’t all that true. Either way, he was intrigued.

“What
else is different?” Jenna asked, a small smile played with the corners of her
lips.

She
was a sucker for punishment. He couldn’t help but to grin, forcing himself to
keep his eyes on hers. “Are you sure you want to know the answer to that?”

She
chewed on her lip for a few seconds. “Maybe not,” she huffed out.

He
shrugged, continuing to row. “It is a beautiful day.” He pretended to breathe
in the fragrant air. To lean back for a few seconds so that he could soak up
the sun.

When
he looked at her once again, her jaw had tensed and her shoulders were not much
better. “Yes, it certainly is,” was her flat reply.

Gideon
had to hold back a laugh, she was dying inside. Jenna wanted to know what the
differences were. She wanted to know badly. He didn’t try to make any further
small talk, just continued to row, allowing the boat to drift slowly through
the water.

“Fine,”
she huffed. “I want to know.” It looked like the words had pained her. “What
else is different?”

Gideon
put a leash on the wide grin that threatened. His mouth gave a little twitch of
protest. He nodded once. “You asked for it.”

She
rolled her eyes. “Out with it already. I’m a big girl, I can take it.”

His
eyes dropped to her chest and she squirmed under the scrutiny. “Vampire females
don’t have breasts that look like that.”

She
immediately hunched her shoulders. Her cheeks turned red. It looked as if she
wanted to fold her hands across herself.

“Don’t
do that,” he growled.

“Do
what?” She all but whispered.

“Don’t
hide yourself like that. Fuck, Jenna, you have magnificent breasts. I would say
that you should walk around naked but strangely enough I don’t like the idea of
other males seeing you like that.”

She
narrowed her eyes at him. “Please don’t tell me that you are the jealous type.”

Gideon
found himself frowning. He shook his head. “I’ve never been jealous before yet
the thought of others eyeballing you, touching you…” The wooden oars creaked
under his hands and he forced himself to release his hold. “I guess I am
experiencing it for the first time. Odd since we haven’t even rutted yet.”

“How
does it work then with vampires? How do things work if there is no dating?” She
smiled. “It’s weird to me.”

“If
two vampires are attracted to one another, they rut. If they find that they are
compatible they rut…a lot. Don’t get me wrong, we also talk and find out things
about each other. It is normally clear very early on if the other person is a
possible mate. These feelings are sometimes
one sided
but on the rare occasion where both parties feel the same, it normally ends in
a mating. There is no long drawn out affair. It all happens pretty quickly.”

Her
cheeks were very red. “So sex is the foundation of your relationships?”

He
put all his focus on her, watching as her pupils dilated and her scent of
arousal filled the air. She was an enigma. Hot and cold. Her cheeks were heated
with both embarrassment and excitement. Her heart raced with trepidation and
exhilaration. Her rock, hard little nipples pushed up against her shirt and
yet, she clasped her hands tightly in her lap.