Page 58 of Alpha Gray

“Wha…?” I start to ask, whipping back to Vienna, wide-eyed.

She lets out a laugh. “I don’t know, it just kinda happened!”

I shake my head in disbelief, blowing out a breath. I’m a flirt- I’ll share a dance with anyone- butBrooke? She always sticks to dancing with her girlfriends. I wonder if there’s something going on between her and Connor?!

I cast another glance in her direction to see that Shay’s dancing nearby with Judd. As fun as it is to make Gray jealous, I’m glad Judd has moved on to someone else tonight. I don’t want to have to play nice with some guy trying to pick me up; I’m definitely leaving with Gray. The thought of that has me itchy with anticipation.

I stay for another hour and a half, but I’m distracted the whole time. Gray wants to take me back to his place- which is the packhouse in Goldenleaf, I assume. I’ll get a glimpse into his life outside of the squad, which seems strangely… intimate. And I’m no fool, I know why he wants to take me home- I’m sure he wants to finish what we started in his office and I’msoon board.

Before I make my exit, I pull Brooke aside to clue her in on where I’m going. She’s a little tipsy so she’s super giggly and just tells me to ‘make good choices’.

If only she knew.

I tell my other friends that I’m heading back early because I’m not feeling well and surprisingly, they buy it. Hopefully they’ll be too buzzed to notice that I’m not in my bunk, or maybe I’ll tell them I crashed in Brooke’s room.

The last thing I do is dart a glance in Gray’s direction on my way out the door. It’s like he’s been watching, waiting, because he picks up on it right away, downing the rest of his beer and standing up.

I don’t wait for him; I know we have to keep this discrete. I head outside solo and wait there for a couple of minutes, crossing my arms and rubbing them with my hands nervously. I don’t knowwhyI’m so nervous- I mean, I want this, I want Gray… maybe it’s the fact that I know what’s coming and I have too much time to obsess over it. He’s probably been with a lot of other girls before… how will someone as inexperienced as me stack up against them? Will he lose interest if I’m a shitty lay?

The door of the bar swings open and I lock eyes with Gray. As soon as I do, it’s like all my nerves, all my fears, fade away; and it’s just me and him. I’m done second-guessing, because it just feelsright.

He stalks over to me without a word, taking my face in both hands and stamping his lips down on mine. His kiss sends a jolt of electric current through my body; my wolf practically howls in pleasure. It’s just a quick kiss, though, because the next thing I know, he’s taking my hand and pulling me toward the road, like he can’t get me out of there fast enough.

I feel the same way. The anticipation that has built up over the last hour and a half has me ready to explode. The walk to the packhouse is short, but it somehow feels like it stretches on for an eternity. As Gray leads me up the front walk, I survey my unfamiliar surroundings- the Goldenleaf packhouse isn’t as large as Summervale’s, but it’s still impressive.

Gray pulls open the front door and leads me across the threshold. I step into an enormous room with vaulted ceilings lined with wood beams- the interior is nicely appointed, with tasteful furnishings and seating for at least twenty. This must be where Gray hosts his pack’s meetings, just like Alpha Anders does in Summervale.

The back wall of the packhouse is a two-story window wall facing the forest, and though my shifter vision allows me to see the outline of the trees through the dark, I can’t help but imagine how beautiful the view would be in the light of day. When I spin back around to face Gray, he’s just watching me, the hint of a smile on his face.

“Nice place,” I breathe, feeling a little awkward.

He strides over to me, tipping up my chin with a finger. “I’ll have to give you the tour some other time,” he grumbles, leaning down to claim my mouth. My knees go weak as I return his kiss hungrily, my arms twining around his neck and my body melting into his.

Gray moves one hand to my nape and scoops under my ass with the other arm, lifting me up. I’m not small, but he lifts me effortlessly and my legs immediately part to wrap around his waist. He doesn’t stop kissing me as he carries me toward a staircase to the left of the room and I slide my arms tighter around his neck and hook my ankles together behind his back to hold on.

He takes the stairs two at a time and I’m so lost in the heat of the moment and the sensations running through my body that I hardly notice when we reach the top of the landing, or the door to his room at the end of the hall. He kicks it closed behind us as he continues kissing me passionately, feverishly, his tongue twining with mine as fireworks explode behind my eyelids.

He lets out a little ‘umph’ as his shins collide with the end of the bedframe, and I’m met with the springy softness of his bed against my back as he throws me down onto the bed. I prop myself up on my elbows to look at him and as he stands at the end of the bed staring down at me, he looks wild, predatory, his eyes bright with the gold shimmer of his wolf.

Then he’s on me again. His mouth crashes down onto mine as he starts clawing at my dress, dragging it up my thighs. I’m crazed with desire- I frantically grab at his t-shirt, wanting to tear it off, wanting to feel the heat of his skin against mine. I hear fabric ripping, but it isn’t his shirt- I feel the bite of cool air on my skin as I realize that he’s torn my dress from my body.

“Gray!” I gasp as he pulls away and tosses the shredded fabric across the room.The dress wasn’t even mine, I borrowed it from Shay!

He peels his t-shirt off over his head, tossing it away. “I’ll buy you a new one,” he mumbles, raking his eyes over my body.

I don’t argue, because the last thing I want to do is talk right now… especially when he’s looking at me the way he is. I allow my eyes to wander, too, admiring the dips and curves of his muscular chest and arms.God, he’s so fucking gorgeous I can hardly take it.

Gray leans down over me again, slowly this time, and I reach out to run my hands up the planes of his chest. I feel delightful little sparks under my fingertips as they cruise down his six-pack abs to the waistband of his jeans, but he moves away before I can find the button, trailing little nips and kisses down my neck and between my breasts. He takes my left breast in one of his hands, kneading it roughly as he attaches his mouth to the other, rolling my nipple between his teeth.

A moan escapes my lips as I arch my back off of the bed, one of my hands flying to his head and tugging at his hair. He moves his mouth to my left breast, sucking and biting at my other nipple. The sensation of what he’s doing to my breasts is sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my pussy and the needy little whines coming from my mouth don’t even sound like my own. I’m so blinded by lust and desire that it’s like I’m having an out-of-body experience.

Then he starts moving south, dragging his hands down my waist as he plants little kisses on my belly. I’m panting hard, and even though I know it’s coming, I’m not prepared for the jolt of stimulation when he attaches his mouth to my pussy. I grab at his hair and let out a scream, my body writhing and my thighs clamping down on his ears.

Gray wraps his arms around my thighs on either side of his head, holding them apart as he takes his time stroking his tongue up and down my slit. I whimper, burying my fingers in his hair as he continues pleasuring me with his skillful tongue. I’m so fucking close to the edge already.

“Gray…” I pant, and he comes up for air, looking at me with a hooded gaze.

“Not yet, baby.” He releases one of my thighs and dives back in, screwing one of his fingers into my pussy as he traces circles around my clit with his tongue.

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