Chapter 325 Chapter 325
He nodded his head slowly, “it does.” Leaning down, he brushed a soft kiss over her lips, tasting her. He didn’t think there would ever be a day he wouldn’t need to. For five years he’d done nothing but think about her right in front of him, like this. Resting his forehead against hers, he breathed in her scent, “are you sure you want a mate like me?”
“Hmm, let me think.” Her voice was breathless, “yes.”
“Okay, there’s just one condition.” He lifted his head so her could see her face completely. With stone-cold seriousness, she looked up at him. “No ax if you’re upset with me.”
Gia grinned, then she rolled her eyes, “fine, no ax.”
“Good. Because you honestly scared the hell out of me when I saw that poor decapitated bat.” He couldn’t hide his smile.
“I have a condition too.”
“Name it.” He’d dig up a mountain and relocate it if she needed him to.
“I want a family, but not until we free more of our people. I need to help with that.”
Deacon brushed the hair back from her face, “well, I have about five years of fantasies to fulfill, so we’ll see how things stand in five years?”
She blushed, “okay.” She licked her lips, “five years of fantasies?”
He nodded his head slowly, brushing the hair back from her neck, “yeah, and uh,” he leaned down and kissed where he planned to put his mark on her, “right now I feel like I should get the award for bad timing.”
“Why is that?”
When she leaned into him, his animal went crazy, she was close, and he was taking too long to claim her as theirs. “Because we have to get Konner and get across the border.” He kissed her mouth softly, “I wasted a lot of time at the cabin avoiding you.”
“I noticed.” She ran both hands up under his shirt now. “I do have my home on wheels,” she looked at the van, “right there.”
“Your home,” he said in a low tone, “is the cabin.”
Gia looked back up at him, defiance in her eyes and he thought for sure she was going to have more objections. “My home is wherever you are.” Lifting her chin, she reached up and tugged his beard, so he had no choice but to bend down closer, “now claim me as yours, Deacon.” She moved her head to the side.
“I don’t know if I can stop with just that.” He brushed his mouth over the soft skin on her neck and moved it along the path, tasting it.
“I don’t think you’ll hear complaints if you don’t stop.” She placed her hand on the back of his neck.
Deacon’s animal was still but poised, waiting. The wanting to be had gone on long enough, the need to have her as their own. His heart was pounding, adrenalin running fast through his body. The taste in his mouth was more his animal than it was his own. Running his tongue across his teeth, he felt the sharp edges, with a low growl, from deep in his chest, he bit into her soft flesh without further warning. If his animal could roar it would have right now. Holding her close, he molded her against his hard form and opened his mouth, licking across it, he hissed out a breath, even her blood tasted different.
Gia looked up at him with heavy eyes, her chest rose and fell. “I think we have a little bit of time; Konner didn’t sound ready when we spoke to him.”
Deacon leaned down and ran his tongue over her lips, “he did sound busy.” Bending his knees, he wrapped his arms around her and boosted her up on his body. She attacked his mouth as he started to walk, and it was all he could do to remember how to move his legs to take steps.
When they reached the van, he braced her against the side of it to open the door. It took two tries to find the coordination to manage it. He would never get enough of her taste. Kneeling inside the door, he went to move his other leg when both phones went off in her pocket.
Stopping, he lifted his head and watched her fumble to get one of them out of their pocket.
“Message,” she panted, “drive faster, we have a new window of opportunity coming up.” She continued to look at the phone.
Deacon blew out a breath and took the phone from her hand. “It went to every phone.”
“It’s important.” She stated in a breathless voice.
“Yeah.” He was saying every cuss word he could think of inside his head when she rubbed her hands on his chest.
“Then we go, get Konner, now.” She knelt in front of him, her hands trailing down his arms. She smiled at him slowly, “we’ll get a room together now at the safe house,” she tilted her chin to the side, “now that we’re mated.”
Grasping her hips, he moved her further away from him, “the safe house is roughly, four hours from here.”
“Four hours?”
He nodded and he stepped out of the van, “plus we still have to stop and get our lists, so five hours—possibly six.”
Gia lifted her chin, “I’m driving.” Reaching over, she closed the van door right in front of his face.
Deacon grinned as he opened the passenger door. “Should I call Konner and tell him to wear a helmet?” Getting in, he closed the door and made fast work of putting his seatbelt on.
Gia started the van and then turned and looked at him, “maybe.”