Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Eighty-Two: The good kind of sore
Tillie
Pulling away from Gideon, I stood straight. His hands moved over my hips before traveling up my back. He kept
his palms flat and his fingers splayed out like he was trying to touch as much of my skin as he could. He leaned closer to me,
pressing his chest against my back before kissing my shoulder with a soft kiss.
“Thank you, Tillie.” He whispered and I looked over my shoulder at him. His eyes were glassy with unshed tears and I felt my
heart ache for him.
Shifting around, I brought my hand up to his cheek. Stroking the soft skin of his face. I worried my lower lip, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I just- I never thought being with my mate would feel like this.” He whispered, his face moving closer to mine. I closed my
eyes, letting him kiss me. It was like he was trying to tell me things that he wasn’t yet ready to say.
I moved my arm around his waist, trying to give him as much reassurance as I could. He let go of my lips, looking down at me
with that same almost sad expression on his
face. His brows were drawn together and there was a wrinkle forming between them. I brushed my fingers over that spot. I didn’t
want him to worry about anything and I wished he could tell me what it was that was bothering him so much.
“Gideon.” I whispered, wishing there was something that I could say that would help him. “I’m not going anywhere.” || tucked my
head against his shoulder and he nodded, his hands moving up my waist.
“Thank you.” He whispered again before leaning away from me. He looked over at Jason, his lower lip trembling, before he
spoke again. “Thank you, alpha.”
I looked over at Jason and his lips twitched into a soft smile. “It’s Jason, you don’t need to alpha me. You are both mine. I take
care of what’s mine and I always will.”
It was exactly what Gideon needed to hear. I could feel his body relax against mine and the tension release from the bond that
we shared. I didn’t know what had happened in his previous pack. The one he was with before us must not have treated him
right for him to be so hesitant with us. That was okay. I knew that Gideon was my mate too and I was going to do everything that
I could to show him just how precious he was to me.

Jason moved out of the shower and I started to reach for
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my loofa, that hung on a hook beside the taps. Gideon brushed my hand away, picking up the bright pink poof and the bottle of
body wash. He uncapped the pale purple glass bottle, lifting it to his nose and breathing in the soft scent of vanilla and lavender.
His nose wrinkled at the smell and I couldn’t help but giggle.
“You don’t like it?”
“It’s okay. It doesn’t smell like you.” He said, dumping some of the clear liquid onto the puff before sitting the body wash down
onto the ledge of the shower. He wasn’t wrong. The soap wasn’t the one that I normally used but I had snagged it from my
mom’s bathroom last night.
“Maybe you and I could go shopping and you could help me pick out one that you like better?” I suggested and he smiled at me.
It was a soft, bashful smile that made my heart beat faster. I liked seeing him smile like that.
“If you want.”
“I do.” I said, watching him as he brought the loofa up to my neck. He took his time gentle cleaning the claiming marks that my
Jason and Ryan had left on me. Each touch made my skin tingle and my body tighten.
When he was done, he moved down to my breasts. Taking special care to clean them before running his thumbs over
the tight points until I let out a sigh of pleasure.
“Do you like that?” He asked, tilting his head to the side and I nodded. He dropped the puff to the ground, both of his hands
moving to cup my breasts and I arched my back. Pressing myself tighter into his touch as he plucked at my nipples.
“That doesn’t look like you are getting her clean.” Travis called out from the bedroom and I bit my lower lip. I had forgotten that
he and Ryan were there watching the two of us. There was a sharp thwap. “Ryan, damn it.”

“Stop interrupting.” Ryan grumbled and I watched the tops of Gideon’s ears turn red before he leaned over, picking up the loofa.
He was gentle with the bite mark that he had left on my inner thigh and I couldn’t help the way that I whimpered when he slipped
the rough loofa between my legs to clean the outer folds of my pussy.
His eyes shot up to mine and he gave me a worried look. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just a little sore. But the good kind of sore.” | reassured him and he pressed his lips together before making quick work of
cleaning me up. When he was done, I took the loofa from him and washed the dirt from his body with the same care that he had
shown me.
His skin was smooth and unmarked, besides the mark on his neck that Jason had given him. I liked that he had marked us in the
same place. It was almost like having a matching tattoo with him.
I turned off the water and he stepped out, grabbing the not ripped decorative bath towel from the rack and handing to me to dry
off with. I realized that there wasn’t another towel out as he stood there watching me.
“Beneath the sink is another towel. We’re going to have to go shopping soon for more. If we stay here, we’ll be running out
quickly.” I said and he shot me a look.