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The rest.

Hot, hot, hotinside of me. I was melting and I still nodded, swallowing hard.

Grey raised his head a little. “And?”

Was he seriously going to ask me that question?

I looked at him, brows slightly raised, my face so heated up I could feel it pulsating—just like my pussy.

Grey grinned. His lips stretched and he showed me his teeth, and he became a version of himself I’d only seen once last night. Playful. Excited.Cheerful.So unlike Grey I was having trouble believing my eyes.

And I was having troublenotsmiling as well.

The next second, he moved.

A scream ripped from my throat when he grabbed me and put me down on the bed again, and then he was on top of me, his body on mine, the sheet over him. Naked. We were both so blissfully naked and there was nothing in the way. Our bodies were one.

I breathed like I’d been in a race for years.

He held my arms by the wrists over my head, and he settled himself between my legs—openlegs because who needed sense?

His cock was hard. Fuck, it was hard, and it was pressing against my soaked folds like it fucking belonged there.

“Grey,” I breathed becausewhat the hell was going on, why am I so turned on, and what happened to the fear I had of you just days ago? When did it turn into this all-consuming lust?!

“Yes, baby?” he whispered, kissing my forehead, then the tip of my nose. My eyes closed and I raised my head to meet his lips with mine, and as panicked as the thought made me, Istayed perfectly still and basically hung on to the second our lips would touch.

They did.

It was better than my memories said it was the night before.

Fuck.

Grey was kissing me again. His tongue was in my mouth, and he was kissing me slowly, gently, licking me and tasting me and moaning that sexy sound.

More importantly,Iwas kissing Grey again. Just as slowly. Just as gently. My soul was pouring out of me and into him willingly.

Then he pressed his hips down on my pelvis and I broke the kiss to cry out.

I was on fire. Thegoodkind of fire.

“The…the-the-the Blood Call,” I said, eyes closed so I didn’t see that face and lose my head again. I needed a moment to think.

But then he said, “Last night, yes. Your blood called for us. We came.”

Impossible to keep my eyes closed. “I remember.” He’d come here first. He’d been right over me just as he was now, those beautiful grey eyes locked on mine, his lips terrifyingly close. Except the fire that had burned me then had been so different from the one under my skin now.

“Were you afraid, baby?” he said, lowering himself onto me a little more, his weight pressing deliciously on my body. A moan slipped from my lips involuntarily, and he smiled.

Grey, smiling. What an odd thought. What a beautiful fucking sight.

“Yes,” I choked, focusing on his lips rather than his eyes. “I was…I was not in control. I was burning.” I shook my head as the memories came back to me.

“That was your blood trying to make a choice. Trying tosee which one of us your body is compatible with,” Grey said, slipping his tongue under my upper lip and pulling it in his mouth to suck on it lightly.

There went my thoughts, spiraling out of control again. How in the world did he feel so good? Because I was already raising my head to keep my lip in his mouth as he sucked and nibbled on it, chuckling.

“I can’t wait to taste you, Fall,” Grey then said, and he sounded desperate. “I can’t wait to know your body like the back of my hand.” And he started trailing kisses down my neck.

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