Page 10 of Blood Ties
“Happy meals with legs? Really?” he joked.
“I’m serious, Grayson. We need to know you can handle yourself. What if you lose control and bite one of your employees?”
“So what do suggest, Gaby? That I let my company go downhill because I’m too busy dealing with personal shit in my life?” I could hear the animosity rising in his voice.
“Of course not.” I took a deep breath reining in my outrage. Having both of us on the offense wasn’t the best way to handle this. I might be wrong with what I did next, but I needed him to agree and that meant using whatever tools I had at my disposal. I walked over to him running my hand up his chiseled chest trying to calm him too. “I’m saying give me a week. We’ll go out, I’ll be with you. Just wait ‘til next Monday. I want to know you can handle yourself and you have to trust me. You don’t want to put yourself in that situation if you’re not ready.” I was so close to him that my breath grazed across his lips. I slid my hand down his abs until I came to the waist band of his pants, slowly undoing them to slip my hand inside.
Wicked amusement filtered across his face at me. He knew exactly what I was doing. “What if I say no?” he responded before trying to claim my lips, but I was slightly faster. I began withdrawing my hand in response to his question. Grayson hastily grabbed my wrist stopping my retreat, pushing my hand lower into his pants until my fingers grazed his hard erection. With a groan, I claimed his mouth. My hand circled around him, pumping him, increasing his arousal.
“So you’re using sex against me?” Grayson whispered against my neck, walking me backwards until the edge of the desk was pressed into my lower back. He lifted me, setting me on his desk before removing the towel from around me letting it fall around my hips. His fingers slid up my body claiming my nipple, rolling it. I moaned, arching my breast in his hand. “I think you’ll find I’ll win at this game.”
My eyes fluttered open fixed on him. “I may enjoy that.”
“And this?” Grayson’s other hand grazed up my thigh pressing his thumb over my clit. “What about this?” he mumbled slipping two fingers into my core. My muscles clenched around him trying to pull him in deeper.
“I…ah… I…” I stammered.
“Are enjoying it,” Grayson finished for me.
I nodded quickly. “But you forget,” I groaned, “I went twenty three years without it. You should remember that when you try to play this game with me.”
“Don’t worry Gaby. That’s not something I will ever forget.”
Before I knew it Grayson was buried deep inside of me with his new fangs sunk into my neck as I cried out in ecstasy. When Grayson was human, I never thought our sex life was lacking. But now having him bite me, took things to a whole new crazy level.
When we finished, we both laid across his desk in a panting heap still connected tangled in each other. “I don’t think my sire bond over you is all it’s supposed to be. Still I would never force you to do anything against your will. I just think waiting for you to go back to work is the best decision.”
Grayson sighed. “You’re the expert here, Gaby. If you say this is what we should do, who am I to argue.”
It wasn’t until Saturday morning that I saw Shawn again. Grayson was still lying in bed when I got up for coffee. Soon after, there was a tentative knock at the door. Checking that my robe was closed, I hesitantly made me way to the door. Like when my mother showed up, I wasn’t expecting anyone.
“Hey baby girl. Wasn’t sure if you’d be up yet. Figured you’d be on the night shift.”
“Hey, Shawn. Come on in.” I turned heading back to the kitchen. Hearing the door shut, I grabbed an extra mug and handed Shawn the one fresh out of the Keurig.
“You heading to work today?” he questioned. Shawn seemed nervous. Maybe he felt awkward after the way I snapped at him for making me feel guilty about turning Grayson. We had never let a fight come between us before, but this one was a little different because I knew he was right. Not that any of that mattered anymore.
“No. Grayson and I decided it would be best to wait until we know for sure he can handle himself.”
“If you need a babysitter…”
“That’s not it. I need to work with him so he’s not putting himself in jeopardy when he’s back in the office.”
“Grayson wants to go back to work?”
My brow knitted together as I turned to face Shawn. “Of course he does. He doesn’t want this to change his entire life.”
“Gaby, you can’t be serious. You both think he can just go back to playing human?”
“It’s what he wants, Shawn. Who am I to deny him that? Wouldn’t it make me a bit of a hypocrite?” I didn’t understand why Shawn was making this into a big deal. I had been “playing human” for years now. Why shouldn’t Grayson be afforded the same courtesy?
“You’re his sire! Change his mind!”
I set the coffee cup down on the counter and bowed my head. “I can’t do that.”
“Can’t or won’t?”
“Both.”
