Gypsy Moon

Chapter Thirty-three: Sinah

. . . . . . (early July)

I let Aiden carry me up to our suite, slung over his shoulder with a fairly unnecessarily firm hold on my upper thighs. I kicked my feet lazily, just enough to flex my thigh under his palm, giggling when his thumb slipped between my legs.

He pulled me down to his chest just inside our suite and stood leaning against the door, his head on my shoulder. I ran my hands through his hair, gently smoothing the long cornsilk strands off of his neck.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He shook his head, resting on my shoulder and sighed.

"No, I just want to pout like a child for a couple minutes." I planted soft kisses along his shoulder, and I could feel his chest rumble appreciatively.

"Bryce never told you where he grew up?" He made a disgruntled noise.

"Not the day after I'd met him. Bryce never talked about the past. Never. Bryce would talk about what happened from the day I met him, and forward. Mostly because he knew I wanted to find the jackasses that rejected him and break everything." He sighed and lifted his head with a grin. "I mean, it's my fault for wanting to go crazy avenging Brother, I wouldn't tell me either."

"Don't be upset with him, though, Bryce probably told her without even realizing he did." He chuckled and set me on my feet, propelling me to the bedroom with a firm clap on my ass.

"That I don't doubt at all." He picked up the room phone and dialed the kitchen. "He probably would have been just as surprised she knew as I was." I waited when I heard the kitchen pick up the line and he asked that our dinner be brought to our suite. I could hear the kitchen girls giggling before he hung up.

"I am pretty sure they already planned to bring our food up here." He grinned at the phone.

"I don't blame them, as often as Luna Marie has loudly sighed over how much she wishes her children had cousins they could grow up with." He turned and scooped me up, tossing me onto the bed as I laughed. "I mean I literally cannot try any harder to get a pup in you."

/:Seems we're going to break my record after all.:/

I smothered a giggle behind my hands as Aiden made short work of his clothing and advanced towards the bed.

"You poor thing, everyone is always expecting so much from you." He grinned as he pulled my t-shirt over my head, twisted it around my wrists, and hooked it on a bedpost.

"It's just work, work, work, I tell you." He muttered. I bit my lip as his mouth closed on my breast, his hands running down my sides to hook behind my knees, bringing my legs almost to my shoulders. He didn't bother removing my skirt, he had discovered my lack of panties on the way to the room, and he pushed inside of me with a desperate urgency. He groaned as I settled on his shaft, my core pulsing with the sudden invasion.

"And the boss is so demanding." He grinned and tweaked my n****e.

"Such a taskmaster." I moaned as he began to roll his hips up into mine. I couldn't do much else but enjoy myself. My arms were tied to the bedpost above me, and he had my legs over his arms. He shifted and braced his arms on the headboard to either side of me, my body opened to him as far as it could while he slammed his full length into me, my breath coming in quick gasps between his thrusts.

My c****x tore through me as hard and fast as the s*x was. I felt like Aiden might not have been entirely in control the whole time, his breathing was harsh when he stilled, and he let his head sag onto my breasts. He moved his arms from under my legs and wrapped them around my waist.

"I'm sorry, that might have been..." I shook my head even though he wasn't looking.

"No, I liked it." He sighed and raised his head.

"Liking it and getting hurt from it are unrelated." I stared at him pointedly.

"It's FINE. I'm fine." I grinned impishly as he moved to untie my hands. "It's not like I wasn't expecting to have s*x, so you can't say I wasn't ready for it." He chuckled softly.

"Touché." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a languid kiss. A soft tap on the bedroom door announced our food had been delivered.

"And perfectly timed for dinner." I smiled and climbed off his lap and headed to the bathroom. "I'm going to get cleaned up really quick before I eat." Aiden flopped backwards onto the bed and stared at the ceiling.

"I'll wait here for you." I nodded and took a five-minute shower to rinse off. He hadn't moved when I emerged, so I brought a warm washcloth to him and gently cleaned the leavings of our lovemaking from his body. He watched me perform this simple, intimate service for him with smoldering eyes and he pulled me down to the bed next to him when I finished.

I lay quietly as he held me. I had learned pretty quickly that Aiden had a habit of getting clingy when he was thinking about something. He said my scent helped him think and after a few minutes he stretched and helped me up from the bed. We dressed quietly, Aiden's eyes were clouded as he pulled his clothes on, he was in a mind-link with someone.

His grin was contagious when his eyes cleared and he grabbed my hand, pulling me into the sitting room. I didn't have time to ask, he pushed me onto the sofa and braced himself as Bryce slammed the door open and tackled him. Beta Mike strolled in after him with Kyle and Lilian trailing behind. I pointed a silent question at Bryce towards them and Mike chuckled.

"My fault, I assumed Aiden had told Bryce about the werecat he'd met." My jaw dropped.

"He met another werecat?" Mike laughed and shook his head, lifting his hands in surrender and leaving the suite. Lilian dropped onto the sofa next to me while Kyle started pulling covers off the trays of food on the table.

"He didn't tell any of us. One of the patrols reported to Mike and Bryce overheard." Aiden was on the floor laughing as Bryce tried to tie his braid into a noose to strangle him with.

"Hey, I was going to tell you, but you wanted to nap." Bryce punched him in the chest, just hard enough to make a point, making Aiden cough the next few laughs out. I accepted the plate of pasta and veggies Kyle handed me, thanking him.

"Okay, well tell us NOW." I speared a big floret of broccoli and bit into it with a smile. Bryce grudgingly allowed Aiden off the floor. Aiden grabbed a big sweet potato off the table, peeled the skin off halfway and bit into the steaming orange flesh, his eyes rolling in satisfaction.

"I got bored and took a walk. Found a weird smell, followed it." He grinned around his full mouth and shrugged, and Bryce growled at him through the buttered roll he was holding in his teeth as he served himself a bowl piled with the pasta. Lilian shook her head and bit into a spear of asparagus.

"Elaborate a hair, would you please?" Aiden chuckled and smeared a huge pat of butter on his sweet potato.

"He smelled like lemons, but not like the fruit, more like a flower. I didn't realize he was a cat until after I had chased him up a tree." Kyle laughed around a mouthful of food and Aiden grinned at him. "Yeah, I laughed at myself and that's what got him to come down from the top of the friggin tree. He didn't actually get out of the damn tree until after I told him my best friend was also a werecat and that I wouldn't attack him for no reason."

"Best friend you didn't TELL." Aiden laughed and caught the roll Bryce threw at him.

"He was a mountain lion, big dude, looked like..." He thought for a second. "Who's that guy in that old movie..." He muttered to himself a few minutes as he looked something up on his phone.

"Last of the Mohicans." He nodded at his phone and pulled up a picture of the main actor. "He looked like this guy, but really young, like our age." Lilian 'ooo'd and Kyle protested playfully. Bryce frowned at Aiden.

"You could have brought him here to meet us." Aiden shrugged.

"I invited him to visit if he wanted to." Bryce huffed in annoyance and Aiden snickered. "Seriously, it's not like you can order a cat to do something, you just suggest it and wait for the cat to decide it's a good idea." Bryce stuck his tongue out and sniffed dismissively at Aiden.

"Better than dogs, following orders without an original thought in their thick little skulls." Aiden forced a hug onto Bryce's uncooperative form, and I grinned at the pair.

"Well, does he live around here? Maybe he will stop in to visit." Aiden shook his head.

"I don't know, actually. He said he was on his way home, he was being careful not to cross the boundary line, and we were on the northern edge." He frowned. "No, he was heading west, visiting would actually be out of the way for him." I sighed.

"Pity." Bryce chuckled and pushed Aiden away from him and smirked at me.

"Now Luna, don't go try hooking me up, just because he's a cat. Aiden had my scent all over him, if he was attracted, he wouldn't have stopped to talk to Aiden." Aiden pretended to be wounded and picked up the dish of pasta, using the serving fork to eat it.

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