I shifted uncomfortably, my cheeks heating. “Annoyance.”
His eyebrow shot up. “I don’t like you lying to me, Princess. Try again.”
I sighed, looking away from his intense stare.
“Tell me.” His voice was soft, pulling at my heart.
I swallowed hard. “Empty,” I admitted, a lump forming in my throat.Gods, this man!
“Thank you, baby, for answering. What else?”
I sighed, opening up to him completely. “Uneasy, like you might be taken from me if we’re not touching,” I whispered, acknowledging my irrational fears. “Craving you. Your arms and your heat. And wanting to feel that feeling again when you touch me.” My words came in flustered, ineloquent sentences, at my discomfort.
“And how does it feel when I touch you?” His voice was rough, thick.
“Like I’m home.”
He closed the distance between us, his eyes hungry as he lifted me into his arms again. “See, baby? Your soul is mine. It belongs with me.” He swooped an arm over the table behind us, swiping away precious art, like they meant nothing, before placing me on it. His hand snaked up into my hair, gripping it tightly, angling my head up, while his other arm pinned me against his thick erection. I melted for him, letting him arch my body the way he liked it. My breaths were short and shallow, as I waited for him to claim me.
“You can never have it back. I won’t let you take it back,” he whispered against my lips while he slowly unbuttoned my jeans. “I might die if you do.”
I swallowed back the ache in my throat at the grimness in his voice. “I won’t. I might die too.”
He placed a soft kiss against my lips. “Then it’s settled. Together or death.”
A shiver ran up my spine. “You scare me, Gray.”
“I know, baby. But it’s one of the reasons you love me. I make you feel alive.” His tip slid between my folds, making my heart hammer in anticipation and my thighs shudder around his waist.
The bastard was right. Him threatening me with death awakened every nerve ending in my body. “This is so wrong,” I panted. Everything about us was so fucked up.
He pushed into me, making my body arch with pure ecstasy. He caught my gasp in a quick kiss, like he wanted to inhale my pleasure.
“God! Then why does this feel so fucking right?” he rasped, his fingers trembling in my hair. He let his head fall back as he pressed deeper into me, his eyes closed and his chest heaving.
Slowly, I dragged my tongue up the column of his neck. I couldn’t help myself. I imagined this was what Eve had felt,tasted, in the arms of the devil. Lust so sharp it was utter depravity. Forbidden.
Grayson moaned as I sank my teeth into the soft flesh underneath his jaw. His grip in my hair tightened, pulling me closer as the taste of his blood bloomed on my tongue.
“Yes, good girl,” he panted roughly. “Make it hurt. Take the edge off.” He moaned again, his cock jerking inside of me as I harshly scraped my teeth over the wound then licked the blood off his skin. His body relaxed against me, and he lowered his forehead to mine, his sharp release of breath fanning across my heated face. “I’m not used to this,” he admitted with a small smile. “It’s all too much sometimes. The feelings.”
I chuckled, tracing the lines of his abs. “I know, baby. It’s one of the reasons you love me. I make youfeel.”
He grinned at my words, then nipped at my ear. “You have no idea, little witch.” He circled his arms tightly around me, yanking on my hair to make my head snap back so he could see my eyes. He moved inside me, eagerly watching my face, like the sight of my pleasure was his favourite show.
“You feel so good, Gray,” I whimpered, already lost to the fire spreading from my belly. I smoothed my fingers through his hair, savouring each deep, slow thrust.
“I know, love.” His fingers trailed down my spine. “It’s almost as if your gods made us for each other’s pleasure.”
I hummed my agreement, my eyes fluttering closed as he buried himself deep inside me.
“Almost as if your soul was always meant to be mine.”
I jumped from the couch, the pain and the anger sucker-punching the air out of me. I stumbled to the door, fighting hard to keep my body from folding in on itself.
Gods!I had to get out. I had to get out of myfuckingmind.
Grayson
