Chapter 6

“You want to what?”

When an answer wasn’t forthcoming—because really, why the hell did Gideon think he could speakwhen he was about to burst from getting fucked with a finger?—Gideon growled and shoved him into the wall. Jesse’s head snapped back, eyes wide as he met Gideon’s, and he groaned as Gideon crooked his finger and went in deliberate search of his prostate.

“I asked you a question,” Gideon said. “And if you don’t answer it, I’m going to spread you as wide as you go and fuck you now. No more stretching, no more lube.” His golden eyes glittered. “Unless that’s what you really do want, in which case I’m more than happy to oblige.”