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“And this time?” she asked quietly when he didn’t continue.

Gray looked up, meeting her worried eyes in the shadows. He couldn’t see her too well in the moonlight, but he knew without a doubt she hurt for him. She’d shed tears on his behalf before, when she was worried she’d hurt him. It had felt like his own heart was being ripped out, seeing her upset. Lena was sweet as honey, empathetic to his pain, and nothing but light and goodness. While he felt like he shouldn’t touch her with his own darkness, the moment felt quiet and safe. “This time I was upset because I couldn’t save you.” His voice sounded thick. Tortured.If Lena was ever hurt because he couldn’t get to her, Gray didn’t know what he’d do.

He didn’t miss her quiet intake of breath. Just as quickly, she was soothing him once more, pulling Gray close. He let her lay them back down, Gray’s head pillowed on her bare breasts. It was both intimate and comforting. “I’m okay,” she soothed, her hands running over his head. “I’m right here.” His breathing was still ragged, but Lena was so warm and reassuring and real. He was safe from his nightmares in her arms. But when he fell asleep again?

Gray tensed.

“What are you thinking?” she asked, stroking her slender fingers over his head once more.

“I’m just worried about falling asleep and having another nightmare. I could’ve hurt you thrashing around like that,” he admitted. Her breasts rose and fell beneath his cheek, and Gray’s hand slid to her hip, cupping it possessively. He was only partly lying on Lena so as not to crush her, but he wanted to mark every part of her as his. Kiss her all over. Mark her with his scent. Fill her with his seed.

It was a startling thought. He didn’t think he wanted kids, but he wasn’t opposed to seeing Lena pregnant with their child. Gray was jumping way ahead of himself, however. They hadn’t even had sex yet, and when they did, he’d certainly wear a condom.

But Lena, pregnant with his baby, filled him with a possessiveness that shocked him.

“You’d never hurt me,” she said vehemently. “You told me yourself the nightmare was because you couldn’t get to me. Even in your sleep, your subconscious wants to keep me safe.”

Her hands shifted, lighting running over his back. Gray realized she could probably see his scars in the moonlight. He’d stripped his shirt off every night, knowing she could see him if she wanted, but he hadn’t given Lena a chance to explore his body. He’d been too busy ravishing her to worry about himself. Tasting her everywhere. Making her come on his fingers, mouth, and tongue.

Her fingertips trailed carefully over the scars near his shoulder blades, her touch whisper light. “I hate them for hurting you,” she passionately said.

Gray closed his eyes, his head pillowed by her breasts, his mind whirling. He didn’t want to think about those fuckers. He wanted Lena. All of her. His grip at her hip tightened. Turning his head, he kissed her plump breast, shifting up to pull her nipple into his mouth. She gasped out loud but didn’t shift away, and then Gray was moving. Touching her soft skin with his calloused hands. Kissing and caressing her everywhere. Her legs parted as he buried his face between her thighs, and before long, Lena’s sweet cries were filling the bedroom.

“Make love to me,” she pleaded as he kissed his way up her stomach afterward, her sweet taste still on his tongue. Gray wasn’t sure he could hold back anymore. He kissed his way across her breasts, rubbing his beard over her skin, then hovered above her body. Lingered. He stared down into her dark eyes, his biceps bunching as he held his weight, then kissed her, hard.

Lena’s arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him down to her. Holding him close.

“Condom,” he muttered.

Lena licked her lips as Gray rose and crossed toward his bag, his dick already rock hard against his boxers. He grabbed the box of condoms he’d tossed in his duffle, carrying it over. Lena wasstretched out on the bed in the moonlight, her creamy skin and womanly curves on display. She was beautiful. Full breasts. Pert nipples. Bare pussy. And long, satiny legs he couldn’t wait to feel wrapped around him as he finally claimed her as his own.

Lena surprised him by sitting up and scooting over to the edge of the bed, her breasts bouncing with the movement. As Gray watched, she pulled him closer, her hands holding his waist, her mouth right at his erection. Lena gripped his thick length through the soft cotton, her thumb rubbing over his engorged head. His dick twitched, but Gray otherwise held still, barely daring to move. The sound of his heavy breathing filled the bedroom, and his entire body was tense, ready to snap.

Lena tugged his boxers down, not hesitating in the slightest, and Gray dropped the box of condoms as her hot, wet mouth wrapped around him. She didn’t just put his head between her lips, she sucked him deep, her hand gripping the base of his shaft.

Gray choked out a cry, her mouth and tongue the most incredible thing he’d ever felt. Gray had been with other women over the years, but nothing compared to Lena’s mouth wrapped around his cock, those dark eyes looking up at him as she sucked him off.

Lena eagerly bobbed her head on his shaft, her free hand moving to cup his balls. Gray felt them tightening, his pending eruption bearing down on him. His hands slid through her hair, his fingers tightening on her silky strands, and he gently eased her off his erection, his chest heaving. “I want to come inside you,” he said, his voice strained.

She nodded, her lips swollen, then scooted back on the bed, resting on her elbows to watch him. Her long hair curled around her breasts enticingly, her gaze raking over him. Gray retrievedthe condoms and sheathed himself as her legs parted. He was barely hanging on as it was, nearly ready to explode, and Lena was lying there offering herself to him like the best fucking present he’d ever received.

He paused for a moment, drinking her in. Lena’s dark eyes were on him, the moment soft despite the passion raging through his bloodstream. It felt like everything would change after this. Lena would be his, body and soul.

Gray prowled over her, his erection jutting out in front of him. He was hard as steel, on edge and ready for his woman. His cock slid through her folds as he kissed her, Lena falling back on the bed once more. Her fingers eagerly raked through his short hair, her legs coming up around him. Gray notched himself at her entrance, throbbing, and then pushed inside the tightest, hottest pussy he’d ever felt.

Lena gasped at his penetration and clung to Gray, her body trying to take all of him. Gray was big. Everywhere. And Lena was so fucking tight. She felt like a dream. He continued to ease in slowly, holding himself back until she got used to his size and possession of her. Gray kissed her again, soothing, teasing, and felt Lena begin to relax around him. Testing her readiness, he gently thrust, her slickened walls easing his way. Lena moaned as he bottomed out inside her, and he grunted, trying to keep himself from erupting right then and there.

“You’re big,” she panted, her cheeks flushed and eyes wide.

He kissed her again, thrusting in time with his next words. “You’re tight. Hot. Perfect.”

Lena keened, arching against him as the base of his shaft rubbed against her swollen clit. “Gray,” she moaned as he rubbed against her again. “Gray. Oh my God.”

“I’ve got you, baby girl.”

Twining her slender fingers with his own, he lifted her arms above her head, pinning her hands to the bed. She clung to him almost desperately, crying out again as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Lena’s inner walls were already spasming around him, still swollen and ready from her earlier orgasm. She tightened her legs around his waist, and as Gray thrust harder, faster, Lena screamed out his name, her pussy gripping him tightly.

Gray felt her fluttering around him, squeezing his cock as she orgasmed, and then he was coming, too, hot seed filling the condom. He mumbled her name, shocked at the intensity of their joining. He’d always been able to keep in control before, to hold off and come when he was ready, but Lena’s own orgasm had sent him over the edge.

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