He kissed her again and cupped her breast. His claws pricked her nipple, and she gasped. His tongue invaded. In the next breath, so did his cock. He hefted her up against the wall and held her ass with one palm. She opened her legs to wrap around his waist, to find purchase so as not to fall.
“Gray, please.”
And he speared her in one long, deep thrust.
So far inside her, he sank into her heat. And then he fucked her. Hard. Brutally. Without mercy, giving her exactly what her beast desired.
A true dominant, he mastered her body and then her mind. Whispers and pleas went directly into her head as he plunged faster. Sensation rebounded, her desire exponentially fierce as Gray took her. He rained kisses over her lips, her cheeks, and sucked again at her throat, biting, then licking the sting away. The rasp of his tongue made her crazed, evidence of his beast there in every swipe over her bloodied wound that healed in seconds.
The climax caught her by surprise, and she cried out and tightened around him, coaxing his pleasure. Still shuddering around him, she felt the hot rush of his seed as he jerked and ground against her. Her clit spasmed, and she came again, relishing the Circ who held her so tightly.
“Oh fuck. Oh yeah, that’s it. So good.” He pulled out, then slammed home again, leaving more of himself inside her. “All of me. That’s a good girl.” He blinked down at her, his gaze replete, his smile wide. “You are one sexy, bad-ass Circ.” He let go of the hip he’d been clenching to run his clawed hand over her hair. “I never thought I’d say this, but I like the red in your eyes and the black lines in your skin. That danger is sexy. Makes you wild, Ali. A woman who can handle me.” He seemed more than pleased with himself.
“Yeah, well, it’s nice to see you’re not as meek as you first looked.” She hooked her arms around his shoulders and pulled him in for another kiss, muffling his chuckles.
His laughter turned to a groan, and he carried her, still joined, into the bathroom. Inside, he withdrew from her and turned on the shower. Then he dragged her in with him. “Change back.”
The order implicit in his tone she could have done without. But she had a feeling he wanted to continue their play. Watching him change while she remained her beast, she felt an odd snap inside her, as if a part of the shield holding her safe from the world had fallen. That a man as powerful as Gray would let his guard down enough to be so vulnerable while she held the upper hand stunned her.
“Well? I’m waiting.” He stood under the spray of warm water. But he didn’t do more than wait for her as he looked into her eyes.
She changed back and looked up at him once more.
“So sexy. No wonder Bas was loving his time as a captive.” Gray washed her thoroughly, his touch curiously gentle as he caressed her from her neck to her shoulders and lower. He paid a lot of attention to her breasts and between her legs. When he was done, he refused to hand her the bar of soap.
She watched him clean himself. When he moved to his cock, his shaft thickened, and he quickly let go.
“You’re always hard. You and Bas.”
He smiled, and the beauty in his expression took her aback. “Only around people I really like.”
She blushed again.
“God, you’re beautiful. Do you know that?”
She didn’t know what to say. And then she couldn’t have spoken if she’d wanted to.
Gray put the soap in the holder and kissed her. But this kiss was soft, gentle, exploring, with a wicked laziness as if he had all the time in the world.
She groaned and clutched his shoulders. But his kiss lingered until she grew light-headed, short of breath. He left her mouth and kissed her throat, her collarbone. Down the slopes of her sensitive breasts to her nipples. He sucked one, then the other, hard pulls that made her clit throb.
“I didn’t pay these enough attention, did I?” he rasped as he pulled back to look at her. “Oh yeah. She’s always there, your beast. I love that.” He returned to her breasts, laving them until she wanted to scream in frustration. As if she hadn’t had sex just a few moments ago, she needed to come again. And come hard.
Gray must have sensed she’d reached her limit, because he trailed his kisses down and sank to his knees.
“Gray?”
“Grayson Belle. At your service.” He winked at her before putting his face into her mound. He nuzzled her folds and spread her thighs wider.
She’d read about this, even had a few dreams about it. But she’d never experienced a man’s mouth on her. And oh God, what she’d been missing.
Gray licked and sucked her clit, sending her into a world of pleasure from which she never wanted to leave. She gripped his wet hair, immersed in him, his scent, his mouth.
“Gray, please.” She felt so empty, so needy.
“Come over my tongue,” he murmured and sucked harder. Then he shoved a finger inside her and pumped it in time with his magical lips.
“Oh yes. Oh yes,” she whispered and came, gushing into his mouth as he refused to ease off.
When she trembled on the point of pain, oversensitized, he let her go. But she didn’t like the thought of her mate hard and hungering.
She questioned her own choice of words when Gray distracted her. He stood, and his cock brushed her thigh. Up close, she could see his size, the thick stalk veined and wet with water. His slit filled with cream, the moisture there for her, because she made him want.
“Suck me.” He gritted his teeth when she circled his flesh with her hand.
This close, touching him, she felt small. Feminine. Desired. Not lusted after, an object of male need, but wanted as a lover, a woman Gray not only admired, but liked. She softened, her heart beating just for him.
“On your knees. I want to watch you suck me off,” he growled.
More than willing to obey for the first time in her life, she knelt before him and took him in her mouth. The foreign taste tantalized and thrilled her.
When he pushed more of himself between her lips, she opened to receive him.
“Fuck. Oh yeah, Ali. To the back of your throat, baby. So good. Take me inside you. All the way,” he said, breathless.
Overcome with emotion, Ali accepted the powerful male. She wanted to give back all the pleasure she’d received. She continued to catch snippets in her mind, his enjoyment, his affection for her, his complete enthrallment with Ali’s entire being—beast, woman, and wild mutant.
The discomfort she would have imagined she’d feel when he hit the back of her throat didn’t come, aided by her beast. She automatically changed just enough to enlarge her mouth and throat, and she licked and swallowed Gray’s small bursts of semen with eagerness.
“Here it comes. Just for you. All for you,” he said on a groan as a jet of cum filled her mouth and trickled down her throat.
She continued to suck and swallow him while he emptied himself inside her. To her shock, she purred, and he cried out as he came again, another burst of release she’d given him.
When he’d finished and his erection finally flagged, she pulled away.
Gray hauled her to her feet and kissed her. Then he hugged her tight, and they shivered together in the cooling water. “That was amazing. Thank you, baby. You were absolutely incredible. Damn. I can’t wait to do that all over again.”
When she just hugged him tight and said nothing, he pulled back to look down at her. “You okay? It felt good, right?” His gaze was searching.
She nodded. “More than good. I’ve never done that before. With my mouth, or yours, I mean.”
His frown eased into a smile. “You’re an innocent little thing, aren’t you?”