God help me, I wanted him to have all of me, in every possible way.
“Fall—” He tried to push himself off me, mistaking the way my heart was thundering in my chest.
“Bite me.”
The words slipped from my lips almost by accident. My pussy throbbed—how was this a sexual thing? Fangs and blood shouldn’t have been sexual, yet here I was, squeezing his cock that was still inside me.
Grey growled in my ear. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I said wholeheartedly. Fuck, yes, I was sure. Ineededhis fangs in my neck right now.
Maybe it was the thrill. Maybe it was because of how good it had felt during the Blood Call. Maybe because I wanted to know that I was satisfying his every need, which right now was the most important thing in the world for me.
But when Grey’s fangs slipped into my neck the next second, and he began to suck, I was instantly lost in a trance that was almost as good as an orgasm.
My eyes closed and I was moaning. He wrapped an armaround my waist tightly and I fell on his chest while he cupped my breast. I snaked my hand around his neck and grabbed a fistful of his wet hair to keep him in place.
I don’t know how long we stayed there because I completely lost track of time and space and everything that wasn’t Grey, but eventually, he was whispering my name. Eventually, he had his arms wrapped around me, and my feet were no longer touching the floor.
Fuck, I was so peaceful. I was so calm, so relaxed. My body had never been so light.
I fell asleep right away.
Forty-Five
My eyes popped open.I had no idea how long I’d been out, but the panic was there, ready to take me over in an instant.
I sat up, heart in my throat, about to start running.
Then Grey’s face came into view.
Everything came to a halt. My shoulders relaxed instantly.
He was sitting at his desk to the right of the bed, wearing nothing but his sweatpants, surrounded by drawings pinned to the walls and stacks of books on all sides. One of them was in his hands, his wings halfway spread around the back of his chair, and he closed it when he saw me sitting up.
“You fell asleep,” he said, as if he could read the question in my mind even before I said it.
“I did.” My hand traveled up to my neck to feel for puncture marks where he’d bitten me. They were there. Barely noticeable, but they were there.
Shivers ran down the length of me. I was naked underneath the sheets, so I pulled them with me when I got off the bed and made my way to him.
Grey put the book on the desk slowly, looking at me as ifhe were mesmerized. As if an angel was walking up to him, notme. His eyes glistened and my smile was automatic, cheeks heated up within a second.
He didn’t move a single inch as I went to him, biting my lip, trying to stifle that goofy smile. I didn’t understand why he was looking at me like that when I was wearing a fucking sheet around me and my hair was probably a tangled mess. But when I finally was close enough, he reached both hands and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to sit on his lap.
I’ll be damned if I’d ever been more comfortable in my life than I was in his arms.
Grey wrapped one around me tightly and pulled my legs up over his thigh. He touched my cheek, raising my head gently until he could reach my lips with his.
There.No more room for panic. Everything was just fine.
And that should have scared me.
Grey kissed me slowly, coaxing my lips open with his tongue, his muscles clenched as he held me, like he was holding himself back. His wings spread all the way around us, cocooning me between them, and it was like he separated us from the world completely. We were all alone in the universe.
“This better not be a dream,” he whispered against my lips, and my toes curled all the way.
“If it is, I’m sleeping forever.” And I’d die a happy woman.