Slightly desperate, too.
He lowered his lips to my ear and murmured, "You only get me if you're going to sleep in my bed with my cum soaking the insides of your thighs."
"Oh, god,"Ichoked out, immediately even needier with the words.
"It's going to be rough. My magic will leak out and make you lose yourself in it. You're going to have more orgasms than you think you can handle. Are we clear?"
I could've stopped him.
I could've said no.
He didn’t know this would be my first time, and I was positive he wouldn’t be on board with that.
But fuck it, I wanted him.
And he wouldn’t shift into his true form without having a conversation first, so I knew that wasn’t on the table.
"We're clear," I said.
"I'm going to need a yes, Mer."
"Yes, Darke. Fuck me already."
He chuckled, but there was no humor to the sound as he pushed my pants and unflattering panties down my thighs, lifted me off my feet, and filled me in one brutal thrust.
My back arched, and I gasped in pleasure and panic as the sudden, new stretch of having him inside me took me right to the edge of a climax. It was so different, I didn't have words to describe it.
The way he'd felt inside me in my dreams was nothing like this. There was no stretch. No slight, delicious discomfort. His magic got me to the orgasm—not his actual body.
This was so much better.
"Stop," I breathed, needing a moment to adjust.
Grayson stopped, his gaze dragging down my face in the mirror. "You're close already, and you haven't even felt my magic yet." He slid his hand over my hip before following the curve of my ass and squeezing lightly.
I looked at us, together, in the mirror, as my body struggled to adapt to the fact that I was now being fucked for the first time in my life. I couldn't see him filling me, but I saw the place his abs disappeared, where my bare ass pressed against his skin.
"Okay, I’m good," I said, when I felt a little more capable of handling everything.
He pulled out just a little, and I cursed
He thrust in again, and my nails dug into the countertop, my body fighting the urge to lose control completely.
Grayson's magicfinallylicked my skin, the feel of it hot and wickedly familiar as he pulled out and thrust in again, rougher.
It was too much.
I spiraled into a climax so intense that I fucking screamed. All I could do was hold on to him, digging my nails into his skin as I came.
He fucked me harder, sending me into another climax before I could recover.
I climaxed again.
And again.
And again.
My eyes burned and my chest heaved and my legs trembled as he dragged me through what felt like my dozenth climax injust as many minutes. My head was pressed to the countertop, his hands on my tits and his growls more animalistic by the moment.
