Chapter 22

Gideon wasn’t fond of being confined. Strong arms wrapped around him made him want to lash out, break free of the bonds and destroy the one who dared to contain him. But these weren’t any arms. These were Jesse’s. That was his hot prick nestled against Gideon’s ass. It was his breathing heating up his neck, and that was his lover’s pulse echoing into his flesh.

So he didn’t fight, even though he desperately wanted to. With his free hand, he reached around and grabbed Jesse’s hip, digging his fingers into the muscle as painfully as he could.

“You think you can just do whatever you want, is that it?”

“I know I can.” Jesse dragged the tip of his cock between Gideon’s cheeks, the skin hot and slick against Gideon’s flesh. “That’s what you’ve shown me, isn’t it? The strongest one can just do whatever he wants.”

“That’s not what I’ve taught you,” Gideon ground out. “If that’s what you’ve learned, you’re a lousy student.”