His shadows looped around my arms, and my eyes widened as they pinned them behind me without going anywhere near my wrists.
"That okay?" he asked.
I nodded slowly.
"Tell me when you need a break," he warned.
"You tell me when you need a—" I stopped speaking as the full force of his magic finally crashed into me.
It was pure fire, in the form of blazing need.
I came with a scream of pleasure, using his cock as his shadows flicked my clit. He roared as he came again, those sharp claws grazing my breasts just lightly enough not to draw blood.
We climaxed together, over and over, until the swell at the base of his cock finally began to shrink.
I held his eyes when it was significantly smaller, and sank over his deflating knot, taking the swell inside me.
The stretch of it was new, and surprising, but not painful.
A wild look filled his eyes, and Grayson rolled me over, fucking me from above until his knot was gone and we were both trembling messes.
Then he dragged my bare, sticky body into his arms, and held me to his chest with an iron grip until we were both solidly asleep.
I was starting to think we'd make up for all of the missed sex in my centuries of virginity within the first year we spent together.
And yeah, I was definitely here for it.
sixteen
GRAYSON
I woke up alone.
Again.
"Where are you?"I grumbled into Merrily's mind, dragging a hand over the place she'd been sleeping to see if her absence was recent.
The bed was cold.
"Busy."The word was short, but I didn't feel any emotions coming through from her side of the bond. Whatever she was doing, her emotions about it weren't particularly strong, or I would've felt them.
"Busy doing what, Love?"
"Something."
She was being purposefully obtuse.
Closing my eyes, I followed the shadows I was missing—about half of them—to my mate. I couldn't tell exactly where she was,but I could feel that she was in the mansion, on the opposite side from our apartment.
That left either a large, empty meeting room... or Leon's space.
"What the fuck are you doing with Leon?"I snarled into her mind, on my feet and storming out through the apartment's front door without bothering to grab pants.
"He bit my mate. What do you think I'm doing with him?"
I stopped abruptly.
She was killing him.
