Destiny Redeemed (20 page)

“Will
it always be this way, Amon?”

That
was a question he couldn’t answer. Until now, he’d only thought about how he’d
need to evade the Council, but now he saw that they intended to make his
destined one a target too.

Kissing
her softly on the lips, he quietly said, “Don’t worry. I told you. You’re safe
with me.”

Chapter Fifteen

Hours
later, Thea lay in bed, still shaken from what had happened earlier. Quietly,
Amon entered the room and slid into bed next to her.

“I
missed you,” Thea whispered softly.

Amon
wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “I don’t ever want you to feel
that way. I’ll always be here with you.”

“But
what if the bounty hunter gets you? Or me?”

Shaking
his head, he kissed her. “No more about that.”

“But,”
she began and was interrupted.

“Obviously,
I’m going to have to do something with your mouth so you can’t talk any more
about that,” he teased.

Kissing
her, he sensually flicked his tongue over hers and moaned into her mouth. Near
her hip, she felt his cock begin to harden.

“Got
any ideas about what else to do with my mouth?” she whispered seductively.

“A
couple,” he said before kissing her again. “But for right now, I like where it
is.”

Thea
felt like time stopped when Amon kissed her like this. His tongue created
sensations that raced straight to between her legs when he teased the inside of
her mouth. As if he knew how she felt, his hands slid under her clothes, and he
pulled her on top of him.

Tugging
at her pants, he slid them off her and ran his hands over her skin before
rolling her back onto the bed. In seconds, he’d stripped out of his clothes and
returned to her. He looked like a hungry man whose eyes devoured the sights of
a banquet laid in front of him. Removing her shirt, she lay back naked, waiting
for him.

“Open
up for me,” he groaned as he gently pushed her legs open and began to stroke
her soft flesh.

Thea
closed her eyes and waited in sweet anticipation for him to press his lips to
her. Before he did, he slid a finger down her wet slit and into her, groaning, “Angel,
when I make love to you, it’ll be slow, but now I need to taste you on my
tongue and feel you explode into my mouth.”

As
he spoke, he moved his finger slowly in and out of her, stroking the spot she
so desperately loved him to touch.

“Please....hurry,
Amon.”

Dipping
his head between her legs, his mouth kissed every part of her core as his
finger continued its slow torture. In no time, Thea had her hips off the bed, her
body begging for release.

“Amon...”

“Come
for me, Thea,” he commanded.

From
deep inside her, it began as a tendril of need blossomed into her orgasm. When
she came, his tongue replaced his finger, and as he fucked her with his tongue,
she whimpered into the spasms his mouth caused.

When
he sat up to face her, he sucked his still moist finger into his mouth with a
grin. “I love the taste of you on my lips.”

Thea
moaned. “Roll over. Turnabout is fair play.”

With
Amon on his back, Thea kissed down his stomach and lingered on the spot near
his hip that was one of her favorite parts on his body. So silky soft, yet so
powerful and strong. Wrapping her hand around his long, thick cock, she slowly
began to stroke him. His groans told her he loved what she did to him as much
as she loved doing it. She teased the tip with a flick of her tongue, tasting
the salty dampness that waited for her, making him moan more. As she stroked,
she teased the length of him with tiny flicks and kisses but never took him in
her mouth.

“Don’t
tease me, angel. You’re playing a dangerous game,” he growled seductively.

“Dangerous,
huh? You don’t seem to have a firm grasp on who’s in control here,” she said
smiling up at him.

Before
she knew what had happened, Thea found herself under him with him pressing into
her from behind. Leaning over, he nipped at her ear. “I think your assessment
of control was flawed, love.”

Teasing
her, he slid through her moist folds to her excited nub and back, not quite ready
to give in to her pushing back toward him. “Let’s work on that idea of
control,” he groaned as he turned her onto her back.

*

Looking
down at her, with her half-closed eyes and face that looked almost too innocent
for what he had in mind, he bent down to kiss her. “If I do anything you don’t
like, just tell me. We’re only playing, Thea.”

He
knew she was unsure of what he meant, though she agreed with silent nod.

From
the closet, he took two red silk neckties and returned to the bed to dangle
them over her, dragging them over one breast and then the other.

“Do
you know what these are for, angel?”

Thea’s
eyes grew wide, and she shook her head as she mouthed, “No.”

“A
little lesson in control.”

Carefully,
he took one hand and tied her wrist to the bedpost. “Do you trust me?”

“Of
course.”

As
he made his way over to her other hand, he stopped to kiss her, slipping his
tongue sensually into her mouth as he held himself over her. With her free
hand, she pulled his head to her, wanting so much more than teasing.

Pulling
away to focus on tying her hand, he said, “Good things come to those who wait,
angel.”

When
he’d fastened both hands to the wooden posts, he returned to hovering over her
and began kissing her again. After a few moments, he rolled off the bed to
return to the closet to retrieve another tie.

“Amon,
I don’t have three hands,” she joked.

He
returned to the bed and kneeled over her. “Three hands. You’re going to get it
for that,” he said sweetly. “Lift your head.”

Thea
did as he ordered, and he slipped a third tie around her head as a blindfold.
When he’d finished tying it, he knew she couldn’t see a thing through the black
fabric.

Immobilized
and effectively blinded to his next move, her voice suddenly showed her fear.
“Amon?”

Kneeling
over her, he bent down to softly tease her lips with his. “Yes?”

“Please,
don’t do...”

“Don’t
worry, love. I would never hurt you. Trust me.”

“I’ve
never done this,” she said in a worried voice and then bit her lower lip
nervously.

Next
to her ear he whispered, “Then I’ll have to make sure you love it enough to
want it again.”

Standing
next to the bed, Amon watched as her breasts rose and fell and wished it was
more because of desire than fear. But he’d soon change that.

Thea
turned her head toward the side and seemed to search for him. “Amon?”

“Yes?”

“What
are you doing?”

“Just
looking.”

He
placed his finger on her lips and began to lightly trace a line down over the
column of her neck and between her breasts. Slowly, he slid his finger around
one nipple and then the other, loving how they hardened into excited peaks.
Thea arched her body to gain more contact with his touch, but he pulled back
and watched as she lay back down on the bed, waiting in anticipation for him to
make his next move.

He
knew she’d be waiting for him to touch her breasts again, but instead he
reached over to her right thigh and lightly grazed it with his knuckle.
Instinctively, she opened her legs for him, eager for him to touch her more.

“Not
yet, love,” he said as he leaned next to her ear. “First, we have to get back
to where we were before.”

Amon
crouched next to the bed and gently turned her head toward him. “Remember, if
you don’t like something, tell me and I’ll stop.”

Leaning
against the bed, he guided his cock to her mouth. Tentatively, she licked her
lips and then parted them, wrapping them around the head to gently suck him
into her mouth.

Amon
watched as Thea took him in slowly and then released him when he retreated from
the sensual feel of her mouth. He knew she must be anxious as she was entirely
dependent on the pace he set, but as she eagerly pleasured him she gave no sign
of this fear. He reentered her mouth and slowly pushed his cock in toward her
throat, ready to back out quickly if she began to struggle.  Inch by inch, he
gently leaned in until he felt the smaller passage of her throat push up
against the tip. The feel of her taking him so far into her mouth almost made
his knees give out, and he slowly backed out of her. Empty again, she licked
her lips and waited for him to return once more.

He
stood there for a long moment just watching her and noting how sensual she
looked as she waited to taste his cock again. From somewhere deep in his memory
the vision of Kiril’s slaves helplessly chained and shackled rushed into his
mind, and suddenly he felt sick at the scene in front of him.  Slowly, he
leaned down to kiss her cheek.

“That’s
enough for now,” he said quietly.

“Amon,
is something wrong?”

“No.
Nothing,” he said as he reached over to untie her hands.

When
she was free, she sat up and began to unfasten the blindfold. He quickly
stopped her, and she let her hands fall to her sides as her body sagged with a
look of disappointment.

“Did
I do something wrong?” she asked in a voice full of dejection.

Pulling
her onto his lap, he placed her above his rigid cock and entered her as he
whispered, “Not a thing.”

Thea
wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body close to his. With his
hand, he braced her lower back as she began to ride him, his cock filling her.
Still blindfolded, she kissed his neck as he moved inside her, murmuring softly
against his skin. Her tenderness touched him, and he responded with a
gentleness he hadn’t known for a long time.

As
she moved against him, he watched her blond hair, still bound by the black tie,
bounce almost playfully over her shoulders.  As he edged closer to his climax,
he slid the blindfold from her head.  For a moment, Thea stopped in surprise, her
eyes wide as they readjusted to the light of the room. 

“Hi,”
she said sweetly, her smile reaching all the way to her eyes.

Amon
couldn’t help but kiss her when she was being so cute. She had no idea that the
memories of Kiril and his women had nearly ruined this for him. A darker
thought crossed his mind. She had no idea of many of the memories that
threatened to ruin their life together. Holding her close to his chest, he
hugged her tightly as he silently swore to not let his past touch her.

“I
love you, Thea. Don’t ever doubt that.”

Chapter Sixteen

Thea
awoke feeling wonderful about life after making love with Amon. She had a
destined one who loved her and whom she loved. And it appeared he came along
with houses, in addition to incredible looks, tremendous sex appeal, and everything
else he was. After forty-five lifetimes, she finally had what so many other
women she’d known had been given, and no bounty hunter was going to take it
away from her. Not if she had anything to say about it.

With
her renewed spirit, she climbed out of bed, slipped on one of her new dresses,
and made her way to the kitchen. As she took her first good look at the house,
she wondered if she was still dreaming. The Georgian home was furnished with
the best of everything, from the furniture, window coverings, and hardwood
floors to the appliances in the kitchen, which were all state of the art. It
was all so much nicer than she’d ever had.

Amon
seemed to be nowhere in the house, which Thea thought odd, but she trusted him.
It did concern her, however, that after what had happened when they’d arrived
that she appeared to be alone.

From
behind her, she heard footsteps and turned to see Gethen but no Amon. He looked
more serious than usual, and Thea sensed an uneasiness about him that worried
her.

“Hello,
Gethen. Is everything okay?”

Thea
watched his face grow darker in the moments before he answered, but when he
spoke, his voice was the same timbre as it had been from the moment she’d met
him—formal and slightly intimidating.

“Everything’s
fine, miss.”

Although
she wanted to know where Amon had gone, Gethen’s expression made her reluctant
to ask. The man had a foreboding look that Thea decided came from the scar that
transected one side of this face. She wondered what could have happened to him
to cause such a wound.

The
look on his face morphed into something frightening right before her eyes, and
she suddenly remembered with guilt what Amon had told her about his
communication with the Sidhe.

“I’m
sorry for that, Gethen. That was inconsiderate of me.”

Instantly,
his mood seemed to lighten, and Thea could have sworn a tiny smile crept onto
his face.

“Excuse
me. I’m going to find Amon,” she said, hoping to escape the uncomfortable
situation her thoughts had created.

As
she walked past him, Gethen caught her arm by the elbow and stopped her. The
lightened mood she thought she’d noticed seconds ago was now gone, and the man
she faced seemed imposing and dangerous in front of her.

Gethen’s
dark green eyes studied Thea’s face, scanning her features as if he were
looking at a woman for the first time and deciding if he liked what he saw.
Panic rose inside her, and her heart pounded against her chest. For the first
time, she truly feared him, even more than at the moment she’d met him.

“I
can read your mind. I know you’re frightened.”

Thea
felt his hand loosen its grip on her arm and some of her fear subsided, but he
didn’t let go.