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Chapter four

Come Sail Away

Gideon

M y fury knew no bounds. How could they fuck her after she’d been attacked? She needed rest, not to be double teamed. Axel looked as murderous as me. I wanted to knock their heads together. And I would if we weren’t running for our lives and didn’t need them cognizant. Other than sending headquarters an update with instructions to take care of Kylie’s house and watch for any news about the helicopter explosion. Because who the fuck knew if a civilian caught it on camera?

But we were on our own to complete this op. We could get more supplies and intel sent our way, but that’s it. Because that fucker didn’t know we were CIA and hunting him. Searching for a weakness to take him and his entire organization down.

We were close to getting Santos. The encrypted records Kylie’s husband kept pointed toward the house in Alaska. We had to keep it together and be on our guard. We couldn’t afford another failure. Because we should have anticipated a strike. Santos wasn’t known for ignoring an offense to his pride.

Kylie out with another man was an insult Santos wouldn’t forget easily without retribution. Because she chose another man over him.

I wiped a hand over my face, trying to erase the way she’d looked with her thighs spread and come dribbling out of her cunt. And I was fucking jealous. Because I wanted to be with her. I wished I had put that satisfied glow on her face.

But I didn’t know how to be with her now. We failed her. As the commanding officer of our team, this failure was my mistake. I shouldn’t be allowed anywhere near her. Why would she want a man who couldn’t keep her safe after everything she’s been through?

“I can’t believe them,” Axel snarled. He flexed his hands into fists. Prepared to duke it out. “What were they thinking?”

“They were thinking with the wrong head.” And I understood it. Anytime Kylie came near me, I wanted her. Hell, even thinking about her made my dick twitch. I wanted her with a desire bordering on obsession.

Mateo and Chase entered the command deck, looking relaxed. But then, a great fuck could remove every ounce of stress from a body. Their calm facades pissed me off.

“What the absolute fuck were you doing?” I shouted, unable to keep my fury in check.

“Exactly what it looked like. Kylie wanted us, and we responded.” Mateo took a seat at the comms station.

“And she wanted both of us at the same time.” Chase smirked and nonchalantly sat in the captain’s chair.

I knew what that looked like, what she looked like, with two men worshipping her hot body. Memories of the night Axel and I shared her with her body sandwiched between us zapped through me. I loved taking her ass. That night had been hot as hell. And I wanted a repeat. In fact, I wanted her in my bed every night. But it still didn’t excuse their actions. “Are you fucking kidding me? She barely survived an attack. She’s injured. So are you, Chase. And yet, the two of you knuckle draggers are acting like everything’s hunky dory and thinking with your dicks.”

“You’re just jealous,” Chase shrugged with a sly grin. “It’s not our fault that your panties are in a twist.”

“My...” It took everything inside me not to wipe the smirk off his face with my fist. “Jesus fucking Christ, you don’t get it. We’re not out of the woods yet. We need to be on guard. Do you really think Santos has stopped looking for us? Do you believe that sadistic fucker just decided to stop hunting her because we foiled his assault? Wake the fuck up and start acting like goddamn agents. He’s a fucking shark, searching for any weaknesses, for the moment our backs are turned to snatch her. And you’ve seen what he does to his victims. Kylie won’t survive it.”

“Or you’ll what?” Mateo snapped, his face contorted in rage. “I’d like to see you decode thousands of lines of code and determine where a breach happened. And I know I fucked up, missing the hacker’s infiltration into our computer systems. It won’t happen again now that I’m wise to him. But Kylie isn’t angry and upset over the breach. She forgave me. So you can climb down off my back. Do you really think you can find another tech guy with skills as good as me that you can trust with her life?” He pointed in the direction of the stairs. Then leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms. “If you think you can do better than me, then have at it?”

No. I knew Mateo was the best the CIA had to offer. He was the best before we joined the CIA and had honed his craft since joining the agency. He was one of the most elite hackers in the world. That’s why he was on the team. Because we needed his skills to take down Santos’s global crime syndicate. I reeled in my anger. It wouldn’t help Kylie, nor would it give me the justice I sought for my brother. “I need you to get your head in the game.”

“It’s already there, dude. Why do you think we need to make a stop in Seattle? There’s equipment I need to hunt that motherfucker down. Until then, I’ve got multiple programs running, following that hacker’s trail, and concealing the point of origin. But I can’t go on a full offensive against him or her without that tech. Which means we’re in a holding pattern on my end.”

“If anyone needs to get their head on straight, it’s you.” Chase shot back with disgust.

I slapped my hand against my chest. “I’m the one making sure we get her to safety. While all you seem to want to do is take her skydiving and shopping and shit.”

Chase rose and marched over until we were chest to chest. His face screwed up in a snarl. “You’ve got your head so far up your ass that you don’t even see it, do you?”

“What don’t I see?” I sneered.

“That you’re hurting her every bit as much as the asshole who strangled her did. Only the bruises you’re leaving behind are on the inside.”

I sucked in a ragged breath. “No. I’m not. I’m trying to keep her safe.”

Chase grunted, leveling me with his caustic glare. “Keep telling yourself that lie. You didn’t see her face after you left downstairs. She cares about you, and you treated her like an afterthought. You broke her fucking heart. And you know what I think? I think you feel something for her. Because she’s different from all the others. And I think it scares the piss out of you.”

Bullseye. “Like hell it does. We have a mission to complete.”

“If that’s all this is to you, if that’s all she is, then stay the fuck away from her and make it a clean break. Because you’re hurting her, and you refuse to see it,” Chase snapped, taking a step back. Disdain etched into his features.

Was I? Had my absence in her bed caused her harm? Was I ignoring what’s right in front of me out of a sense of misguided chivalry? “It can’t be a round-the-clock fuck fest. We have a job to do.”

Axel grunted. “Dude, that’s not what Chase is saying, and you know it. But I agree with him. If you’re going to be an ass, then stay away from her. She doesn’t need your hot and cold attitudes. Not after everything that woman has been through. You haven’t even checked on her since the attack.”

“We’ve been a little busy here.” It was a cop out. I knew it. And I glanced at Axel. Even he knew I was being an ass. He redirected his anger toward me. Had I been blinded by wounded pride?

Probably. But I couldn’t help that my emotions were in a tumult. That she made me feel things I didn’t want to feel when I needed to remain focused on catching my brother’s killer. Yet somehow Kylie had wriggled her way past my defenses.

“We’re not busy now,” Chase said with an arched brow, daring me to refute his statement.

“Santos is hunting us. He won’t stop just because we escaped him this time. He will keep coming. And will hit even harder next time. We need to be prepared.”

“And our priority is Kylie. I agree with them. As much as it galls me to admit it. We’ll lose her if you don’t fix it. Do it now while there’s a lull in activity.” Axel slapped a hand on my shoulder and gripped tight, imparting his support and that he would take over control while I dealt with Kylie.

My anger deflated like a balloon popping. For Axel to agree with those knuckleheads—it meant I truly had fucked up. Glancing at my team and the stalwart determination emanating from them, I waved the white flag. “Fine. I will go fix things. But I want you guys monitoring our heading, radar, and searching the skies for any potential assaults.”

“We’re on it. Go.” Axel jerked his chin in the direction of the stairs.

Morosely, I swiveled on my heel and descended the stairs.

She was likely sleeping. That’s what she should be doing. Pushing the bedroom door open, her appearance drew me up short. Kylie stood by the bed with a towel wrapped around her body. Her wet hair trailed down her back. And her eyes were red and puffy from crying.

Fuck.

I’d done this. Made her cry.

At my sudden entrance, she glanced my way, and her bottom lip trembled. I shut and locked the door. We needed this time alone with no interruptions. And I strode over and gathered her stiff form into my arms.

Her scent teased my nostrils, and I inhaled her. “Babe, it’s all right. You’re safe now.”

“That’s not why I’m upset,” she murmured, burrowing against my chest.

“Then tell me what’s wrong.”

“Because you don’t want me anymore. And I get it. You don’t want to share me. I thought you were all good with it, but clearly, it’s an issue.”

“Is that what you think?” The guys were right, and I totally fucked this up.

Sliding my hands into her wet locks, I tilted her head until our gazes connected, because I didn’t want any further misunderstandings. “Not want you? Kylie, you are all I can think about. It drives me crazy when I think about what could have happened to you had we not discovered the breach in time. And I’m so sorry that I failed you.”

“You didn’t. If it weren’t for you, I would be dead. The last thing I heard before I passed out was you breaking down the door. You didn’t fail me. Gideon, you saved me. And you did it again when you got us out of the mansion.”

Christ, the woman stared up at me with her heart in her eyes. She’d make a horrible spy. But then, she was everything that was good in this world. And no force could drag me away from her.

Dipping my head, I brushed my lips gently over hers, mindful of her injured neck. But she wasn’t having it. She gripped my shirt and kissed me with such jaw-dropping passion, it staggered me.

Everything inside me demanded I claim her, take her, make her mine for all eternity.

But I savored her instead. I kissed her tenderly, even when she tried to hurry things along. I kept the pace tame with whisper soft kisses that had her sighing. I kissed the corners of her mouth. Nibbled on her bottom lip. And then slipped my tongue inside to tangle with hers. Deepening the kiss, I pulled her into my arms and realized she had dropped her towel.

A naked Kylie was fucking irresistible.

Without lifting my mouth or disconnecting our kiss, I scooped her up and laid her on the bed. Following her down without a thought for Santos or what lay ahead on our journey north. The only thing that concerned me was the woman in my arms.

And although I had not planned for this, I couldn’t tear myself away. Not when I needed her like I needed air. I kissed her deeply, a hot tangle of lips, tongue, and teeth. She surrendered and went pliant beneath me. Her hands tugged at my shirt. Ripping my mouth away, I tore off the offending garment, aching to be skin to skin.

She splayed her delicate hands against my pecs and flicked her fingers against the flat disks of my nipples. Bolts of pleasure shot straight into my groin. My dick strained against my pants, aching to feel her squeezing me tight.

We’d get to that, eventually.

But I swooped down and captured a stiff nipple between my teeth. Flicking my tongue, she gasped, arched her back and slid her hands into my hair, holding me prisoner against her breast.

I hated the marks on her neck. And I vowed I would do everything in my power to ensure her safety.

Pressing her tits together, I dragged my tongue between one rigid peak and the other.

“Gideon,” she breathed my name on a sigh.

I paid homage to her breasts, suckling on the beaded points. I laved them with my tongue. Nipped at the buds and drew them deep into the cavern of my mouth. Until the nipples were red and swollen from my attention. Her gasps and moans were an aphrodisiac. Lust thundered in my veins.

But this was my chance to show her what she meant to me, and I refused to rush.

And I wasn’t ready to voice the emotions filling my heart.

I kissed my way down her form and spread her thighs wide to accommodate my shoulders. The move spread her slit providing me with a perfect view of her pink pussy. But I didn’t dive right in to the promised land. Instead, I placed hot lingering kisses, trailing up the inside of one thigh. When I reached the apex, with her heady musk surrounding me, I began on her right leg, kissing my way up again.

Blood rushed into my head. Being with Kylie was a heady fucking experience. She made me dizzy with pulse pounding desire.

And then I dragged my tongue through her slit up to her clit. “Fuck, you’re drenched, babe.”

“Gideon. Please.”

I shook my head. “Not yet. Just let me love you.”

And I took my sweet time. Circling the stiff bud until it poked out from beneath the hood. Before sucking hard on it and watching pleasure transform her features. I stirred two fingers at her entrance, before sliding them inside her heat. Her body clenched around my thrusting digits. Her hips rocked as she gasped and mewled, moaning my name. Her sweet cries of ecstasy went straight to my shaft.

I wanted her coming on my tongue before I took her. With that in mind, I redoubled my efforts until she quaked beneath my assault.

“Gideon,” she wailed, her hips bucking as she came. Her essence flooded my mouth. And I lapped up every drop until she sighed, floating on the endorphins flooding her form.

I shucked my boots, pants, and boxers in a flash. Tossing them on the floor, unmindful of where they fell. Positioning myself between her thighs, I lined my shaft up with her entrance.

“Look at me,” I demanded. I needed her eyes on me to ensure she knew exactly who was fucking her.

She lifted her gaze. And what I spied, the emotions swirling in them, humbled me. With a single thrust, I drove inside until I was balls deep. Our combined groans echoed in the room. I gripped her hands and threaded our fingers together as I moved. Flexing my hips, I watched the interplay of pleasure over her lovely features as I thrust.

There was so much I wanted with Kylie. She was different in the very best of ways. And I felt myself falling in love with her. I’d already been on the edge. But in this moment, I knew I was sinking fast. And I didn’t even mind falling.

I took her lips as we moved together. I kept the pace slow, wanting to draw our lovemaking out for as long as possible. She wrapped her legs around my hips, meeting my thrusts as she writhed beneath me.

I wanted a future with this woman beyond this case. The four of us had shared women before, but not like this. And I didn’t know how it would work in the real world. But I didn’t want what we were building to end.

I held back until my body overrode my desire. But through it all, Kylie matched my passion, sighing and moaning into my hungry mouth. I was greedy for the sounds she made. And I ached to make this permanent. I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath.

She unraveled beneath me. She ripped her mouth away and sobbed, “Gideon.”

“That’s it, babe, come for me,” I growled.

And I let loose. Pounding inside her while I chased my release. She gripped me tight, moving with me. Her cries of ecstasy increased tenfold.

Lightning electrified my spine and pooled in my groin. My balls drew up. Between one breath and the next, ecstasy illuminated my entire system. And I came, grunting as I emptied every drop in my balls inside her clutching heat.

I slumped over her and held her tight. Not ready to let her go. But she didn’t seem to mind. She pressed her mouth against my neck and had her arms around my back, clasping me tight.

And I prayed that our relationship would survive. That she wouldn’t hate us once the truth came out. Because I was playing for keeps.