Savage Hunt by Jane knight

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Chapter Eighty-Six: Sweet kisses and a note
Ryan pressed a kiss to my shoulder before nodding. “It was when we came in here, baby girl. I wouldn’t worry about your
parents hearing anything, though. They left around the time that you got into the shower with Jason.”
I relaxed against him. It helped to know that Scott hadn’t heard everything that had happened between my mates and I. If he
had, I didn’t know how I would ever be able to face him and mom again. Sure, she didn’t have shifter hearing but he would have
probably told her and they had already seen more of us than I ever wanted them to see.
Ryan squeezed my bottom one last time before moving to follow Travis out of the room. Jason shot me a look before he too
moved to follow them and I was alone with Gideon. Picking up a pair of leggings, I pulled them on before turning to look back at
my mate.
He hadn’t moved, his-honey-colored eyes were still locked on me. It was almost like he was nervous to be alone with me now
that he had claimed me. I could feel his worry in the bond that we shared. Moving away from the dresser, I made my way over to
him.
“Are you okay?” I asked, resting my hand on his forearm. He
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clutched the clothing in his arms tighter, biting his bottom lip.
“Yeah, it’s hard to be around you when all I can think about is how it feels when I’m inside of you.” Gideon said, looking into my
eyes. He moved his hand over mine, those sparks of pleasure danced over my skin at his touch. “I want you more than I’ve ever

wanted anyone in my entire life, Tillie.”
“Gideon.” I whispered, pulling the clothing from his arms and setting it on the bed beside us. Wrapping my arms around him, I
buried my face into his neck to breathe in the clean, sweet scent of his skin. He smelled so good, my mouth watered and for a
moment I wanted to trace his skin with my tongue. To feel him shudder beneath me as I moved my tongue and lips along his skin
until I reached the mark that Jason had left on his throat.
I wanted to leave a mark on him, too. To bite him as he had bitten me so, to claim him.
It was a strange feeling and one that I hadn’t expected to feel. I wasn’t a shifter like them, but I wanted everyone to know that he
was mine even if Jason had claimed him too. I didn’t want there to be any doubts for him because I knew that we were meant to.

be together.
Slowly he wrapped his arms around me, his body relaxing against mine before he kissed the top of my head with a soft press of
his lips. “Tillie, I don’t ever want to be away from you. You make me feel like I’m supposed to feel.”
“You won’t be. Gideon, you are mine. No matter what happens, you’ll always be mine.” I said, pulling back to look up at him. “I
promise that I will always take care of you.”
“Tillie.” His eyes shown with unshed tears before he tilted his head closer to mine, pressing a kiss to my lips that I returned with a
gentle touch. My other mates were strong and demanding, but this sweetness. This sweetness was a good balance to everything
that they gave me. With Gideon, I knew that things would always be tender. It was what we both needed.
Pulling away from Gideon, I helped him get dressed in Jason’s clothing. Pressing soft kisses to his skin as I helped him button up
his shirt, I wanted him to know how special he was to me. All of my mates were special, but I had the feeling that Gideon hadn’t
had an easy time with his previous partners and I wanted him to feel safe with me.
When I was finished, I took his hand in mine. I lead him out of the bedroom and down the stairs into the living room. Blankets

and pillows were spread in front of the couch. It reminded me of when I was a teenager and my mom would do this when I would
have friends over for sleepovers. It made me feel like she was accepting of my mates and me being together. The thought made
me feel like this was okay with them and she would learn to accept my mates easier than Scott.
She had to understand what it was like, she was mated to a shifter. If anyone could understand, it would be my mom.
I guess this solved how we were all going to sleep together. Jason was seated on the couch and Ryan and Travis were sitting on
the recliner, leaning against one another. Travis seemed to almost hover beside Ryan. He had teased him earlier, but I knew that
he was still worried about our mate.
Seeing him laying on the ground knocked out had scared the crap out of me. I could only imagine how Travis must have felt
watching him get hurt. The anger that he must have felt. I was just glad that they weren’t upset at me for Ryan getting hurt. I still
blamed myself even if they had told me not to, but I was going to make it up to him when he was feeling better.
Gideon and I walked closer to the couch and Jason held up a piece of paper for me. A smile playing at his lips that made him
look boyish. When he smiled at me like that it was like everything in the world just seemed to melt away.
“Your mom left you a note.” He said, holding the white sheet out to me. The small flowers in the corner were some of the
stationary notepads that I had gotten my mother last year for mother’s day. Each sheet had a different wild flower and it had

just seemed so fitting for her.
I plucked the note out of his hand, reading my mother’s big loopy script.
Tillie,
Scott and I went out for a walk in the woods. Dinner is in the oven, feed your mates. We’ll see you in a bit for cobbler.
Love you,
Mom
I smiled at the note before grimacing. Mom wanted to feed my mates, which was a good thing. The cobbler, though, I was
going to have to warn them not to try it.
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