"Of course, Parker." He pulled me closer, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. "We're in this together, now and always."
CHAPTER 12
I REALLY SHOULD INSIST THAT YOU STOP.
The strong, even thumping of Grayson's heart beat filled my mind. I lay cuddled against him, his strong arms wrapped around me protectively. The gentle rise and fall of his chest soothed me as we basked in each other's presence.
I sighed, feeling content for the first time in what seemed like forever. But my demonic nature wouldn't allow this serenity to last. Worse than that, it would surge and cause some kind of issue when we bonded. It had happened every time so far, so I didn't expect less this time. The only unanswered question was what flavor of chaos my powers would unleash.
A surge of lustful pheromones coursed through me, intensifying my desire for Grayson tenfold. I could feel him reacting to it, his body tensing beneath me.
"Fuck, Parker, do you feel that?" His voice was strained, his eyes clouded with an all-consuming hunger. "It's… intoxicating."
I felt a frenzy of emotions welling up inside me, threatening to consume us both. But instead of succumbing to the raging fire, Grayson leaned in and gently pressed his lips to mine, his kiss tender and full of love. The sensation was bittersweet, teasing my heightened senses but never fully satisfying my craving for more.
Gathering my courage, I climbed onto him, straddling his hips, feeling the hard evidence of his desire pressing against me. My hands traced the contours of his chest, fingers lingering on the smooth skin before finally resting over his heart. I gazed into his stormy gray eyes, searching for any sign that he was as lost in this moment as I was.
Our connection deepened, and a torrent of emotions, desires, and needs flowed between us, communicated through his telepathic powers. It was as if our very souls were intertwined, each whisper of longing echoing through the depths of our beings, even though the mate bond wasn't in place yet. I could feel the raw intensity of Grayson's need, his every thought focused on claiming me as his own.
"Grayson," I whispered, my voice trembling with the weight of my desire. "I need you… more than I've ever needed anything."
Leaning down, I kissed Grayson, my lips finding his with a hunger that had been building since our first encounter. Each of my relationships with my mates felt distinctly different, and the connection I shared with Grayson was no exception. He deepened the kiss, lacing his fingers in my hair and pulling me closer, as if he wanted to consume me entirely.
"Grayson," I murmured breathlessly as I pulled away from the kiss, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. "I think I owe you a little payback for what you did to me in the shower yesterday."
His eyes widened slightly at my words, but his grin matched mine. As I slid down his legs, my hands deliberately caught the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down just enough so they snagged on his knees. I pinned them to the bed with my body weight, my eyes locked on his hard cock, eager for a taste.
"Wait, Parker," Grayson protested, his voice a mix of arousal and determination. "It's my job to pleasure you, not the other way around."
"Maybe," I replied with a wicked smile, "but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself too."
And with that, I lowered my head, my tongue teasing the tip of his cock as Grayson's protestations turned into moans of pleasure. I reveled in the taste of him, the unique combination of salt and musk that was undeniably Grayson. The sounds of his pleasure only spurred me on, driving me to take him deeper into my mouth, my hands gripping his thighs for leverage as I devoured him.
"Fuck, Parker," Grayson groaned, gripping the sheets, knuckles white with the effort to maintain control. "You don't have to... I really should insist that you stop."
"Should've thought of that before you mercilessly tortured me in the shower," I retorted, then closed my lips around Grayson's hard cock again. His protests transformed into a strangled noise as he gripped a handful of my hair, his other arm propping up his head to watch me better. Grayson's gray eyes were dark with lust, and as he nodded his consent, the last of his hesitation vanished.
"Ah, fuck," he groaned, and I reveled in the sounds of his pleasure. My tongue swirled around the head of his cock, watching every reaction on his face. His eyes never left mine, their stormy gray hue darkening with lust.
The intensity of Grayson's gaze only served to turn me on more, making me determined to have this moment of payback. But then his lips curled into a wicked grin, and a sudden sensation jolted through me. It felt like his tongue was teasing my clit… but how was that possible when his mouth was nowhere near me? Oh, right, his devious telekinesis.
"Grayson!" I gasped around his cock, my voice caught between pleasure and indignation. "What the hell? This is supposed to be revenge."
He chuckled, his telekinetic power unabated as it continued to mimic the feel of his tongue on my clit. "All's fair in love and war, sweetheart."
"Damn you," I muttered, feeling myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. The conflicting emotions of wanting to exact my revenge while succumbing to the incredible sensations he created within me were maddening. But I refused to give in so easily.
"Two can play this game," I warned him, doubling my efforts on his cock. I sucked harder, using my hand to stroke what my mouth couldn't reach. Grayson's breath hitched, and for a moment, the telekinetic ministrations faltered.
"Fuck, Parker," he rasped, trying to regain control. "You're going to be the death of me."
"Only if you don't admit defeat," I challenged, locking my eyes with his.
"Never," Grayson whispered, his voice strained but defiant. "I'll show you what true pleasure feels like, even if it's the last thing I do."
"Bring it on," I dared him, my determination unwavering as we embarked on this sensual battle of wills.
His power gently massaged my asshole, sending me into a frenzy. I couldn't help but let out a choked moan as Grayson's telekinesis continued to tease my clit as well. The pleasure was driving me wild, and I found myself taking his cock deeper into my throat, gagging as I tried to keep up with the intensity of the sensations coursing through me.
