Page 208 of Mama Si's Paradise

Grey must have been desperate, too, because he didn’t play with me anymore, didn’t torture me by making me tell him what I wanted. He reached down for his cock, bringing his tip to my entrance. My muscles locked and I bit into the side of his neck again, the anticipation of feeling him inside me emptying my mind completely.

“So tight. So fucking wet,” Grey whispered as he eased his cock inside me slowly. My God, he felt so good… “Keep biting me like that, baby.”

Once his tip was inside me, he gripped my hips with both hands to hold me in place, and thrust up until he was in all the way to the base.

I bit on his skin harder until I tasted blood. My muscles were still locked as I half lay on the rooftop with my legs around him, and he seemed to be reaching new depths inside me because I felt him even better than I had that morning.

“Relax, baby,” Grey whispered in my ear, not moving a single inch yet. “Relax your body. Let me handle it.”

Fuck yes.

I let go, only focusing on keeping my ankles locked around his hips. Grey held me up without trouble. I searched for his mouth with my eyes closed and kissed him as he slowly began to move out of me, moaning deep in his throat. There were no thoughts in my head, no time to wonder about anything or to remember where I was.

He didn’t rush, fucked me slowly this time, and I loved to feel every inch of him coming inside me and slipping out again. My fingernails dug into his skin as I kissed him with my whole being in the same rhythm.

I don’t know how long we were there or how long it took for his thrust to become faster, deeper, more desperate, but I was ready to explode into fucking fireworks when he whispered my name like he was in ecstasy. His eyes were half closed as he looked at me. We weren’t kissing anymore, but our lips were touching still, waiting for the perfect moment to let go.

It came at the same time for both of us. We were face-to-face, muscles locked, and Grey was as deep inside me as he could get. We whispered each other’s names and let go, the world around us completely lost.

That’s where we stayed for a while, riding the high, andwhile I looked into his eyes, I climbed higher and higher, way beyond those dark clouds.

But when I wrapped my arms around his neck again and rested my head on his shoulder, I realized I was falling.

Fast. Hard. Spiraling down headfirst.

And it was already too late to try to hold on.

Forty-Four

He flewus down to my room, holding me in his arms gently like I was a baby—and I still had no complaints. He folded his wings so easily and stepped in through the open window like he’d done it a thousand times before.

“Will you do me the honor of moving to my bedroom, Fall?” he said when we stopped in front of my bed.

I looked up at him. “Are you going to let me down first?” Because he was still holding me to his chest tightly.

“I prefer youveryclose to me, if you don’t mind.”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Put me down, Grey. I need to use the bathroom.” I was still naked from the waist down, and though I wasn’t cold, I wanted to get out of that wet shirt and sneakers and dry off before I caught a cold or something.

Wait—did the Enchanted even get sick?

“There’s a bathroom in our bedroom. Just grab a few things you need. We’ll get the rest later,” he said, still holding onto me.

I flinched. “No, thanks. I’d rather not sleep in the same bed you slept on with yourbrides.” Ugh—why did that wordmake me want to gag so badly? I seriously just threw up in my mouth a little.

Grey laughed. “I love it when you’re jealous. Did I ever tell you that?”

“You mean, since literallylast night?” I deadpanned, and he finally let me down. “Yes, you might have mentioned it once.” That morning, when we were in bed, talking.

“And did I tell you that nobody’s ever shared my bedroom with me?Ever?”

It was weird as all hell to be standing in front of him half naked, with my pants and panties missing, wet with rain and my juices and his cum that I was pretty sure was dripping down my thighs—but I still held my own.

“Right. Of course not. Even though you’ve hadtwobrides for who even knows how long—of course, you didn’t share your bed with them. What—did you fuck them on rooftops, too?”

I sounded so bitter it wasn’t even funny.

But Grey thought it was because his shoulders were shakingas he laughed. “Nope. First time I have these.” He pointed his thumb at his back, at the wings folded behind him. “And, yes, I’ve had two brides, and I’ve been with them, which you already know.BeforeI saw you. In theirbeds—not mine.”

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