Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 87

Read Mated To The King’s Ga*ma by Jessica Hall Chapter 87 – Abbie POV

I was never drinking again! My head felt like it had been crushed in a vice, and my mouth felt so dry. How do people drink every day? This was horrid. I don‘t understand how Liam and the King managed to be alcoholics. I felt like death as my eyes fluttered open.

Yet instead of being in bed with Tyson, I was staring at the empty bed. Lifting my head, fingers trail down my spine and make me shiver when I use my hands to push up so I can look around. Only I find I am laying on top of Gannon. I peer down to find myself completely naked before dropping back down on top of him to cover my nudity.

“I didn‘t sleep with you. Well, I did sleep as in the closed eyes kind of sleep in the dream state,” he mumbles, rolling on his side. I shriek, becoming trapped between his huge body and the back of the couch.

“Why am I naked?”

“You said you were hot and kept taking your clothes off,” he mumbles, yawning before pressing his lips against my forehead.

His lips pull up in the corners. “I bet you have a wicked hangover,” he chuckles.

“My head hurts,” I tell him. He hums before sitting up slightly and looking over the arm of the couch. He reaches his hand over to the small coffee table, retrieving a bottle of water. Yes! Water! Liquid! I thought, snatching it from him and twisting the cap off.

He laughs, sitting up, moving toward the bathroom, and returning with Tylenol. Gannon pops two from the packet handing them to me, and I quickly swallow them before dropping back down on the couch. I planned on living here for the next few hours until this headache went away.

Gannon moves to sit back down, and I wiggle over so he has room, my nipples going hard from the lack of body heat. He lifts an eyebrow at me as I pat the couch.

“You are going to let me lay with you?” he asks. Wasn‘t that what we were just doing? | thought to myself, a bit late for modesty, I slept damn naked on top of him.

“Ah, yes, I am freezing, and you‘re like a hot water bottle,” I tell him, and he chuckles before grabbing the blanket and laying back down.

“You could put clothes on,” he says, laying back down and tugging me closer.

“That feels like far too much effort,” I groan, snuggling into his side. “Wait, where is” “Clarice has Tyson,” Gannon mumbles, slipping his arm beneath my head and the pillow as he tucks me closer. I inhale his scent while his fingers draw circles on my lower back as he shuts his eyes, going back to sleep. Yet thanks to this headache, sleep didn‘t want me, so I found myself watching him.

His scent encases me as I watch his face relax as he tries to go back to sleep and I lean closer, pressing my lips against his. His eyes flew open at the action, and he jerked his head back. I giggle at the shock on his face, yet I feel different.

Truthfully, I had since whatever Azalea had done to me. As if all fear and weight of my past no longer suffocated me. It was still there but no longer at the forefront of my mind, and watching Gannon sleep, I realized he truly wasn‘t those monsters.

I slept naked next to him, and he didn‘t touch me or try anything. Just slept.

 I sit up on one elbow. Gannon pushes my hair back behind my ear. His brows furrow and his lips part to say something, yet I cut whatever he was about to say off as I lean down, pressing my lips against his. He groans, and his

while the other slips into my hair as I deepen the kiss,

 leaving his, as I lift my leg over his waist to straddle him when he grips my knee and pulls

“Abbie,” he whispers.

 ask, smiling as I peck his lips but he shakes his

 lower half away and making my legs slip off

 want?”

 in return, and I nod, moving closer when his hand grips my hip, and he

 want to scare you,” he says, his voice coming out more of a

do and now he doesn‘t want my touch. I move to crawl on top of him only for him to move quicker and grip my leg before I

 the same warning tone, his grip on my thigh tightening as he held

 tell him and he sighs but lets my leg go shutting his eyes, and I drape my leg over his waist to find he has an

 my lip, looking

scent I move on top of him and he adjusts himself, pulling me higher

 Abbie, I

 want to touch you,” I tell him before grabbing his hand and placing it

 Well, I

 you don‘t have

 want to, I want to be able to touch you, Gannon,” I tell him and he sighs and lets me explore his body. I had countless times, yet never did my hands wander the way they did right now as my fingers mapped out every part of his exposed chest and his abs as my hand moved lower toward the waistband of his

a second as if gauging my reaction to his action as I straddled him. His erection pressing against my lower region makes me look down

 never hurt you,” he whispers, brushing his thumb over

 Do you want to stop?” I shake my head and

 know it is what you want?” he whispers as his fingers trail

 graze

 won‘t hurt me,” I

I kiss him harder when he stands, gripping

 in answer, not

he suddenly rolls and makes me gasp when I find myself on my back with him pressed against me. He holds all his weight on his arms

you?” he asks, and I wiggle beneath him, feeling my face heat as I nod; I wanted him to touch me and feel his hands on my body. He smiles, leaning down and brushing his lips against mine. His tongue sweeps into my mouth as he kisses me deeply. His pelvis brushes against me and I find I don‘t shy

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