Chapter 39

“I think I’m going to keep you to myself for a little while,” Gideon murmured. “We’ll get back to Sangre soon enough, but for now…” His tongue probed past Jesse’s lips, demanding an instant response.

That was more than fine with Jesse, and he let Gideon know by the way he responded to the kiss. Why did it feel like it had been a small eternity since they’d last touched, last kissed? Gideon stiffened against his groin as the kiss deepened, Jesse’s tongue scraping against the blunt points of Gideon’s teeth. Gideon growled softly, and Jess knew he was already tasting his blood. Gideon tried to pull him closer, as if there was any room between them, and his fingers tightened on Jesse’s nape.

Despite that, Jess managed to break the kiss. “Nice try,” he murmured, taking a deep breath. “But you’re still coming with me to John’s.”

Gideon scowled, automatically loosening his hold, allowing Jess to sit up. “Damn.”