Page 28 of Bread By the Grim
The gremlin’s solid black eyes hold intelligence this time, knowing. “You’re still Grim, at least, right now you are.”
“Perhaps, but this body can do things my other one can’t.”
I grab his hand and hold it up to him. “I don’t know. I really like what the fingers on that other body can do.” I smile. He tilts his head and lets out a huff of breath.
“I really like that other body. I like this one, too.” I take his hand and pull him to the bed. “Maybe you could learn to appreciate both?”
“It’s not about liking, Phil. This is dangerous. I could hurt someone.”
I tug at his arm and pull him down on the bed next to me. Despite his annoyance, he doesn’t resist when I pull him close and tangle our legs together. “That other body can hurt someone, too.”
“Phil—”
“Grim, I love you. I want you to be the father of my children. But that means I need all of you, as present as you can be all the time. Nonshifters hurt people all of the time. Being stronger, having claws, doesn’t make you inherently dangerous.”
We lapse into silence as I begin to scratch his back, getting in between the spikes—a small peace offering.
He moans softly. “Gods, that feels good. How did you know it itches?”
“Just a guess.”
His eyes open, and he meets my gaze.
“I’m going to kiss you, Grim.”
He says nothing, but his eyes hold mine as I press my lips to the thin slit of a mouth he has in this form. His tongue snakes out and presses against my lips. It’s longer than a human’s but feels very similar. I let him explore my mouth, slowly, carefully, until I feel his cock twitch between us.
“I can smell everything, Phil. You…want this? You want me like this?”
“I want you, always, Grim. Whatever you look like for as long as you’ll have me.”
“I don’t know what I’ll be like…during…”
“There’s only one way to find out, Grim.”
His eyes grow wide. He rolls us until he’s on top. “I want to taste you, Phil… I want…” he licks his lips, “…to fuck you so hard we break the bed.”
I pull his mouth down to mine and kiss him hard as his cock grows harder and harder against my belly. When he finally pulls away from my lips, breathless, it’s with a snarl. He turns his head and digs his snout into my shoulder, his nose pressed directly to the artery running down my neck. His face turns away, and I feel teeth graze against my shoulder. I know what’s coming, but I’ve learned since then how much better it is if he can fight the urge to sink his teeth into me until we’ve gotten things started.
“Not yet,” I tell him, pushing his head away from my shoulder. “Soon.”
He growls but dutifully moves away from my shoulder. He pushes up on his forearms and runs hislong tongue down my neck and through the valley of my breasts until it hits my belly button. His eyes look up at me, asking for permission to continue his journey, just as my sweet Grim usually does. I nod, and he wastes no time, exploring every inch of my pussy with his incredibly long tongue.
Just when I feel as if I can’t take it anymore, his tongue flattens, and he begins circling my clit with it. He watches me, just as Grim always does, checking, I’ve come to realize, to make sure he’s doing his best to make me fall apart. My brain takes a detour as my heart swells with love for this man who always does so much to make sure I’m always happy.
He pauses for a moment and leans his head against my thigh. He takes a deep breath in. “Phil… I can smell… tears. Are you crying?”
“No…” I sniffle.
He sighs. “I told you this was a bad?—”
I pull at him until he’s returned back up to me and kiss him hard, the taste of my own arousal making this all the more exciting. “I was just thinking about how much I love you, if you have to know. It’s not sad tears.”
Grim pushes up a little more and kisses me on the forehead. “I love you too, Phil.”
I have to stop thinking so hard. I’m ruining this. I reach for his cock and guide him to the spot. “You were saying earlier… something about breaking the bed?” I remind him.
He grins. “I don’t know if you want all that.”
