"I could fuck you in reality and feed from you while I do."
Oh.
Wow.
My face flushed. Hell, I think my entire body flushed. "I, um..." I cleared my throat. "Is it warm in here?"
"No."
"I think it is. I'm just going to..." I tried to slide off his lap.
He pulled me closer.
The motion tugged me against his erection a little harder.
My face burned hotter as desire curled in my lower belly. If I hadn't been touching him, it would've sent me spiraling.
Tilting his head, he studied me. "You're flushed."
"Obviously."
"Why?"
"Once again, it's none of your business."
"Our souls are connected. You're my business in any way I decide you are."
Fuck.
"Did Callum tell youeverything?"
"If he didn't, I'll break in again."
He probablyhadtold him everything. Everything about fated mate bonds, at least.
Grayson had known to touch me to fix the hell I was going through thanks to the price of my magic. He'd known to pick me up and carry me up the stairs instead of walking with me, too, so Callum must've told him how my power affected me.
He knew. Some things, at least.
I probably should've told him everything myself, but fuck it, I wanted to keep as much distance between us as I could.
"I'd prefer not to have sex in the real world,”I said.
"Why?"
"You don't ask this many questions at Cabinet meetings. Or in my dreams."
His lips tilted upward, but the smile held no humor. "You're more forthcoming with the Cabinet and in your dreams."
That was fair.
I basically ran the Cabinet.
We were only in his dreams to fuck, so the only conversations we had revolved around that. There usually wasn't much talking at all, outside of the praises and commands he gave me.
"You and I will be going back to our separate lives after we figure out a plan in the next day or two. Having sex in reality could complicate that in too many ways. I’m not willing to take the risk," I explained.
"In what ways?"
