The Twelve Zenati Pt 13

Authors note: Hello everyone. Unfortunately, this chapter is very late and I apologise for that. While I will continue to get chapters out as fast as possible, please excuse any future tardiness. I hope can forgive me and that you continue to enjoy this series of the Tables. Thank you once again to Kate for being my second set of eyes. Enjoy! ~ellie.

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"Where are you going?" Gideon grumbled sleepily hooking an arm around Vivienne's waist where she sat on the side of the bed and pulled her back down to him.

"I'm having breakfast with Marcie this morning before we go to the spa with the other ladies. I'm worried about her," she said softly cupping Gideon's handsome face and kissing him gently. He grunted in acknowledgement of her words. They were all worried about Marcella since she had gone missing a few weeks ago. She'd been interrogated by both the AFP and the family even though her story was proven time and again.

Both organisations had investigated her story and found nothing different from what she had told them. The helicopter pilot, Greg, seemed like an average Joe who worked between the Adelaide River Jumping Croc attraction and the wetland plantation he lived on with the other staff of the attraction. He'd been reprimanded for misusing the helicopter that day, but he got on well with his boss, and he got off lightly with just a warning. Marcella had called him a few times and seen him twice since then. It seemed there was nothing untoward about the whole incident.

Despite the success of her endeavour, Gideon could tell that it bothered Noah that Marcella had gone off alone to investigate, showing that she didn't trust him and was seeing the helicopter pilot, dating him even. The two had begun sniping at each other under the guise of friendly banter even more viciously since she had returned with her news and handed over her Apple Watch so they could locate the boat graveyard. Gideon pushed the thoughts from his mind and caressed his wife, kissing her neck and encouraging her to stay in bed with him.

"You know, if you keep doing that we are both going to be late. Don't you have to be at base this morning while the others are at the hospital?" Vivienne practically purred as Gideon's hands stroked up and down her body eliciting warmth and arousal as she lay in his strong arms.

"Yes, but you are so irresistible that having you this morning will be worth getting a tardy slip from the boss," he said huskily and brought his mouth to hers again.

Without breaking that kiss, their hands began to explore each other's bodies more fully. Vivienne revelled in the incredible muscle definition across Gideon's back, ass and taut stomach, while Gideon's fingers stroked and pleasured Vivienne's highly sensitive body. He enjoyed the silky feel of her soft skin and the increasingly desperate moans she made when he circled his fingers around the underside of her breasts. Vivienne it seemed, would not be teased indefinitely, however. Eventually breaking their kiss, she gently arched her back pressing her breasts into his chest and her pelvis against his as she gazed up into his eyes.

"What do you want?" murmured Gideon teasingly.

"You know what I want," whispered Vivienne, trying to hide the blush she felt creeping up her neck into her face. She loved the way he loved her, luxuriated in it even, but she still wasn't comfortable asking for what she wanted, craved and needed from him.

"Yeah, I know," he grinned. 'What's it worth?' he smiled, backing slightly away so that her unspoken request remained unfulfilled.

"Anything," she panted. "What do you want?" This was a game they played often, and she had given into trying a lot of things she would have otherwise baulked at if Gideon hadn't worn down her barriers with his game.

"I want to buy you jewellery," he murmured. "For these," he flicked her nipple. Vivienne looked down at him in shock, but before she had time to reply, Gideon tenderly wrapped his lips around Vivienne's hard nipple and ran his tongue firmly across the sensitive tip.

"Oh, my!" she cried out as her body jerked upwards in surprise at the overwhelming sensations and confusing emotions that assailed her. She wasn't naïve, she just wasn't sure exactly what he meant. Did he want to pierce her nipples or merely decorate them with something like pasties?

"And I want you to wear it every day. Like a naughty little addition under your bra," he added, dropping his mouth back down to her breast and clamping his teeth firmly around the sensitive bud. Easing her into the kind of sex he enjoyed was way too much fun, and he smiled around the sensitive bud. Every new idea he put into her head seemed to make her hotter and needier than the one before. He wasn't rushing her, and he would never force anything she wasn't ready for, but he adored these moments when he played his little game with her and put her slightly off balance with his requests.

"Gideon!" she squealed, her back arching in pleasure. Continuing to hold her nipple firmly between his teeth, Gideon then covered her skin with his lips and sucked gently, flicking his tongue irregularly so she could never second-guess him.

"Oh my God!" panted Vivienne as, never ceasing to give her pleasure with his mouth, Gideon placed the flat of his hand on her stomach and gently began to caress his way down her body and over her curls. Powerless to prevent herself, Vivienne groaned in delicious anticipation, her legs automatically opening wide as Gideon's hand progressed lower.

As Gideon's hand moved over the folds of her pussy, he came into contact with the evidence of how aroused she was and sighed with pleasure. Replacing the flat of his hand with his fingers, he began to run them so lightly through her velvet folds that Vivienne sometimes wasn't sure he had even touched her at all.

"I want you," she moaned softly. Gideon removed his mouth from her nipple, leaving it tingling in his wake.

"I know, but the question is how?" Gideon murmured and smiled, gently kissing his way across to her other breast. Vivienne gasped as he hovered over her body, before clamping his teeth down firmly on that nipple and subjecting it to the same treatment. Meanwhile, his fingers slid between her folds, until he found the very base of her clit. As Gideon rubbed his thumb over her clit in exquisite pressure, Vivienne's hips shot forwards in response making her cry out.

"Please, please," she whimpered, throwing her head back in submission to what Gideon was doing to her body.

"Please what, sweetheart?" Gideon murmured, removing his mouth to grin at her.

"I... I want you inside me," she moaned breathlessly. "Please."

"Your wish is my command, wife," Gideon breathed and gave her a smirk before kissing down her rib cage, across her stomach and positioning his head between her wide-open legs.

"What are you doing?" Vivienne gasped as his fingers began to rotate around the tight entrance to her pussy and Gideon's head began to kiss its way down her body.

"You didn't specify which part of my body you wanted inside you," Gideon chuckled before stroking her pussy from base to clit with the flat of his tongue.

"Oh God!" she gasped as Gideon very slowly began to slide a finger inside her. The feel of his mouth on her pussy was amazing, while his morning stubble scrapping across her soft flesh made what Gideon was doing feel even more forbidden. As Vivienne's pussy grasped his fingers tightly, Gideon was rocked by a desperate, primal urge to drive himself deep inside her, utterly overwhelming her with his sheer size and power. Instead, he encouraged her to the very brink of orgasm, using his talented tongue, lips and fingers to hold her balancing on the edge of her denied release for the longest time. By the time Gideon had two fingers inside her, teasing her G-spot and his lips wrapped firmly around her clit, occasionally pulsing his tongue down, a trembling Vivienne had entered another world entirely, making him acknowledge to himself how fucking hot she was like this.

"Please, please, please," she begged, realising it was wishful thinking that Gideon would do as she implored without the actual words leaving her lips. "Please fuck me," she whispered, recoiling at the crass words, but this had been the first concession he had asked for in the game they played. During sex, she would use the crass words he gave her: fuck, cock, pussy, cum! He was an expert at knowing what her body needed and focussed on almost, but not quite, providing it until she gave in and used the words he loved to hear her say. "Fuck me, Gideon. I need your cock," she whimpered dragging the words out.

Lifting his head, Gideon removed his fingers from her twitching body and began to crawl over her in a predatory way, his thighs moving between her legs. He hovered over her positioning his long, thick cock at the entrance to her pussy. Pushing himself slightly against her body, Gideon closed his eyes at the sheer pleasure of being so intimate and close to the only woman he desired to possess so completely. The only woman he had ever loved like this. Vivienne wrapped her long legs around his waist, ensuring he couldn't escape now making him chuckle. As he leant a little further towards her, he could feel Vivienne's tightly clenched pussy almost denying him access despite her pleas to fuck her.

"Relax, Sweetheart," Gideon murmured softly into her ear. He stroked her face tenderly, and she could feel her anxiety start to reduce. Before she had a chance to open her eyes again, Gideon had dropped his lips to hers, his tongue sliding inside her mouth. Groaning with longing, Vivienne kissed him back passionately, and her body, rigid from her denied orgasm, relaxed under him as he ever so slowly began to push his cock forwards.

Murmuring endearments as he kissed down her neck, Gideon proceeded carefully as Vivienne clawed at his shoulders. As always, she could feel her pussy being stretched wide as Gideon's seemingly never-ending cock continued to penetrate her body. Gasping and moaning, Vivienne lost herself to the feeling of being thoroughly and completely filled. At last, Gideon's groin was pressed hard against her body and with an intense awareness deep inside her, she knew he was now completely buried in her. For a moment, he lay still while Vivienne clenched her stretched muscles around him.

"You are so beautiful," Gideon growled. "You feel unbelievable every time you let me fuck you." He started to move almost imperceptibly inside her.

"Oh God, Gideon," Vivienne hissed. He always started by being so gentle, it almost made her want to weep with joy that such a large, powerful man, her man, could be so tender and loving. When they came together like this they truly made love, and it was so much more than having sex could ever be. At least to her, when they were tightly wrapped around each other, gazing deeply into each other's eyes, their bodies moving in delicious harmony. Although Vivienne was never far from her climax, for the time being she was quite happy soaking up the amazing sensations Gideon was helping her to experience yet again. She was so inexperienced compared to him, but he never complained or lost his patience with her. Rather he adored her and every delicious thing they did together.

"I think you need to come, now," Gideon murmured close to her ear.

"I do?" She breathed, her internal muscles automatically tightening further around Gideon in delicious expectation.

"Absolutely," he chuckled. Slowly, Gideon pulled back until just the very tip of his cock remained inside her. He then slid himself slowly, but firmly back inside, filling her to the hilt.

"Oh, God!" Vivienne cried out as, awash with lust and desire, she realised Gideon was pulling out again, before pushing firmly into her increasingly tight pussy once more. With delight, Gideon realised that Vivienne was repositioning her legs so that one lay across his shoulder, effectively opening herself up to him completely. She may have trouble saying the words, but she seemed to have no trouble showing him how she wanted to be fucked.

"What do you need?" Gideon chuckled, dropping his wet thumb to lie teasingly against her slippery clit.

"You," she gasped.

"You've got me," he groaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts. "How do you want me? Tell me, Sweetheart."

"Harder," she pleaded. "Harder and faster!"

"Anything for you, wife," he groaned deeply, upping the power of his thrusts, knocking Vivienne forcefully back into the mattress with each stroke.

"Yes. Oh fuck, yes!' Vivienne squealed as her pussy clamped even more tightly down on Gideon's cock. Reading the signs perfectly, Gideon nudged her clit with his thumb as he continued to drive into her tight, twitching body. Watching her with delight, Gideon saw Vivienne's eyes flutter shut as she took in a final gasp. Her body seemed to momentarily go still, silent and rigid before the floodgates opened and wave after wave of pleasure was released, as her cries of frenzied ecstasy filled the room. Gideon continued to thrust his hips to ensure she rode out the entirety of her climax, her strong leg muscles helping to grind herself against him while pulling Gideon inside her even further.

Just as it seemed that Vivienne was starting to recover, Gideon dropped his mouth to one of her nipples and pulsed his teeth firmly down at the same time he brought his thumb back to circle her throbbing clit. Crying out, Vivienne was predictably catapulted straight into the path of another terrifyingly intense climax which seemed to rob her body of all its energy as Gideon groaned deeply letting go of his own climax with her.

"You are so amazing," Vivienne breathed croakily once she'd recovered enough to talk.

"You're the amazing one," sighed Gideon, dropping his lips to hers, delighted by the way their bodies melded so perfectly together. When they finally broke apart, he lay back on the bed beside her breathing raggedly.

"So, breakfast with Marcie this morning huh?" he asked as his breathing began to return to normal. He rolled on his side and idly played with her nipple as she recovered.

"Maybe some shopping too, before the spa if we have time," she said thoughtfully. "I'd like to get Genesis and Olivia a housewarming present for the apartment."

"I have shopping to do today too," he grinned and tweaked her nipple. "So worth it!" he chuckled as he rolled out of bed and headed toward the shower before she could retaliate or ask him any more questions about the jewellery he planned to buy.

*****

Noah smoothly moved from the bed and stood looking down at the girl who lay there. It went against his personal rules to let any of the Kept remain for the whole night but he had driven himself and her to the point of exhaustion last night and by the time he had finished with the aftercare, she had been sound asleep and he could barely move himself, let alone carry her back to her room.

Following his father's advice not to show any favouritism to the trainees here, he had left Matija alone over the last week or two. It hadn't been fair to her take out his frustration with Marcella on a girl whose only crime was to have a similar build and hair to her. Last night he had taken a tall, svelte blonde to his room in the facility. She was as attractive as any catwalk model with her height and lean frame, but he found himself having to supplement other features over her to finally find his release with her. She had done little for him in the end and while he had enjoyed using her and making her cry out in pleasure and pain, his body hadn't reacted the way it did with Matija and the few other small brunettes currently available for use in the facility.

He had always prided himself in being able to find all women attractive in some way, especially those trained to please Masters like himself who enjoyed the painful pleasures of BDSM. But last night, no matter how far he had driven himself or her, he hadn't been able to find that automatic release until he had closed his eyes and thought of another woman. A woman who frustrated him and drove him insane to the point of lunacy. It galled him that he couldn't move past it, despite knowing she was practically the opposite of everything he looked for and desired in a partner. There was also no sign at all that she was his one, his curse breaker, and he had no intention of getting involved in something that would end badly for both of them.

Noah went to shower, grateful he had a closet of clothes here so he wouldn't have to rush home to change before meeting Xavier and Emma for breakfast and visiting with Dominic before his surgery. Once he was ready to leave, he roused the sleeping girl.

"Brigit, wake up now," he said in a soft but commanding voice. She stirred immediately showing how well trained she was and that she would soon be offered a lucrative private contract. "I am leaving now, return to your room, please. Thank you for your service."

"Thank you, Master," she said softly, giving him a small smile and leaving without another word. Her protocols needed some work he remembered from the night before, but with a body like that, he doubted her new Master wouldn't mind handing out her punishments until she got them right.

"Burning the candle at both ends?" Armando asked as he entered the building seeing Noah about to leave.

"Something like that. Let me know if you need me at all. I will probably need to stay close to X and Emma until Dominic's surgery and treatment are done," Noah sighed. "It's hard to watch, you know?"

"Yeah," Armando sympathised. "Don't forget to live your own life though, you can't expect to be Dominic personified as well as yourself. You are a good man Noah with a big heart. You have always given more to others than you got in return. Don't lose who you are, trying to be everything to all people, or become someone else because you think others expect it of you, understand?"

"No, but I don't have time to debate it just now. I'm late," Noah sighed and turned to move down the stairs leaving his father looking after him with a worried expression.

"Tell Dom we're all thinking of him today," Armando called after his son.

"He knows," Noah called back and waved as he got into his car and drove away. A lot was going on in the family today, and Noah couldn't wrap his head around another one of his father's enigmatic lectures. He felt bad having seen his serious worried look knowing it was for him as much a Dominic but what could he do, he couldn't clone himself and be in all the places he needed to be today, so he had to prioritise and try to get to them all eventually.

Dominic had to come first. Xavier and Emma were holding it together by leaning on each other, and Dominic seemed unconcerned that he would pull through. Dominic's worries were about being cut out of whatever was going on with the family because of his illness, and Noah had vowed to him that he wouldn't let that happen, which meant constant updates and running between the base of operations, the hospital, Dom's home and his brother's homes. He had forgotten what his own apartment looked like, he had to admit. Added to that was the constant spectre of Marcella and what sort of danger she was getting herself into now with her renegade investigations.

He sighed and prayed to whatever benevolent God might be listening to him today, to keep Marcella out of trouble today of all days. They had come up with the spa plan to keep all of the ladies busy today with Emma who would be strung out and worried during the long surgery Dominic was undergoing. He hoped that was enough to stop Marcella from running off alone again while they were all preoccupied today with one thing or another.

There was so much going on that Noah felt like he might just be at capacity. Dominic, the AFP's pressure to get proof or better answers from Olivia. The investigation of the story of how Marcella found the boat still bugged not only him but a few people; it was all too convenient. Genesis and Olivia were moving from the base into their apartment today, and while he had made his excuses to Genesis, he felt bad he wasn't there for his brother who could use the support today of all days.