Chapter 53
JESSICA
My heart thuds painfully against my ribs. Luna? Did he just say Luna?
“What did you just call me?” My voice comes out barely above a whisper.
Something flickers across Grayson’s face–uncertainty, maybe even fear. He releases my wrists, backing up slightly.
“You heard me.” His voice is rough, raw with emotion.
“Luna is what werewolves call their mates.” I stare at him, disbelief making my head spin. “That’s not–we’re not-”
“We are.” His eyes flash gold for a split second, and I gasp. “My wolf chose you long before I was ready to admit it.”
I shake my head, trying to process what he’s saying. “That’s impossible. I’ve never… I would know if I you’re my….”
Grayson laughs, but there’s no humor in it. “My mate? You spend your life hating me, Jess.”
“Your eighteenth birthday is in a month,” he says quietly as he unties me. “That’s when you’ll shift for the first time. That’s when my father gave me the ultimatum–but I can’t claim you because…”
“Because I can’t control myself around you,” Grayson growls, his fingers brushing against my skin as he works on the knots. “And if I claim you before you’ve had your first shift, I could kill you.”
The raw honesty in his voice makes me stop struggling. I’ve never seen this side of him–vulnerable, almost afraid.
“Is that why you’ve been such an ass to me all these years?” I ask, watching his face carefully. “To keep me away?”
He laughs bitterly. “Didn’t work, did it? Every time you talked back or stood up to me, my wolf just wanted you more.”
The first restraint comes loose, and I rub my wrist, noticing the bruises already forming. Grayson’s eyes follow my movement, and he sighs.
“Are you hurt?” His fingers brush over the reddened skin.
I jerk away.” You’re the one who tied me.”
“Because you won’t listen to me, Jess.”
That’s true.
Earlier, I was ready to just jump in bed with him to get answers. Right now, I feel so embarrassed sitting next to him.
His eyes darken as they trail down my body. “You have no idea what it’s like,” he mutters, voice husky. “Smelling your arousal every time we argue. Knowing you want me even when you’re telling me to go to hell.”
“I don’t-” but the lie dies on my lips when he leans in, his face inches from mine.
“Bullshit,” he growls. “Your heartbeat gives you away. Your scent. The way your pupils dilate when I get close.” His hand slides up my thigh and I almost moan. “See?”
“So you’ve known all this time?” I ask, my voice small. I don’t know why I’m starting to get turned on by his touch. So much “That I was going to turn?”
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He nods, his eyes never leaving mine. “Since you were sixteen. I could smell the change starting in you
“That’s fucking creepy, Grayson.”
A ghost of a smile crosses his face. “You don’t know creepy yet,
Jess.“.
Suddenly, I have a feeling I don’t want to know what more creepy he was talking about. Instead, I just lean my body to his while he adjver his position beside me. I’m practically in his lap now.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” he murmurs against my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “You have no idea how hard it’s been to stay away from you.”
My heart races, every nerve ending on high alert. “Then why did you? Why all the fighting and nastiness if you knew I was yours… your Luna?”
Grayson’s fingers trace my jawline, tilting my face up to his. “Because the alternative was worse. My father has enemies, Jess. Powerful ones If they knew about you before you could shift, before you were strong enough…” His eyes darken. “I couldn’t risk it.”
“So what now? You want me to keep barking at you in public while we secretly-”
“Barking?” He cut me off, almost laughing. “You really won’t give that up, huh?”
I smirk, leaning closer until our noses nearly touch. “What can I say? The next alpha just admitted he’s my dog.”
Grayson’s eyes flash gold again, and before I can react, he’s flipped our positions, pinning me to the bed with his body hovering over mine. “Your dog, huh?”
I giggle, the sound surprising even me. “Down, boy.”
He growls playfully, nipping at my neck. “Tss. Stop it.”
I try to look unaffected, but fail miserably when his fingers suddenly dig into my sides, tickling mercilessly. “Stop!” I shriek between giggles, twisting underneath him.
“Take it back,” he demands, grinning wickedly as I squirm.
“Never!” I manage to get a leg free and hook it around his waist, using the leverage to flip us. For a glorious second, I’m on top, pinning his shoulders to the mattress. “Who’s begging now?”
His eyes widen in surprise before narrowing with challenge. “You’re forgetting something, Luna.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m stronger.” He flips us again effortlessly, this time catching both my wrists in one hand above my head. His free hand continues its ticklish assault on my ribs.
“That’s–not–fair!” I gasp between fits of laughter, my body arching against his.
Suddenly, his tickling stops. The playfulness in his eyes shifts to something darker, hungrier. I feel the change in his body too–the hardness pressing against my thigh.
“You feel that?” Grayson’s voice drops to a husky whisper. His hand slides from my ribs to my waist, fingers digging in possessively. “That’s what you do to me, Jess. Every. Damn. Time.”
I should push him away. Should remind him that an hour ago, I hated his guts. Instead, I arch my back, pressing myself again
“You’re not playing fair,” I whisper.
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“You’re still recovering. His grip on my wrists tightens just enough to make me gasp, something primal dashes across fishers Jess. There’s warning in his voice, but I’m past caring.
Troll my hips against him deliberately, watching his self–control fracture. “Please, Grayson”
“Fuck,” he groans, dropping his forehead to mine. “I don’t plan on fucking you while your full of stitches, Jess”
“Grayson,” I moan, arching into his touch. “Please.”
He stares at me, conflict evident in his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” I whisper, sliding my hand between us to grip him through his pants.” You won’t hurt me, I promise.”
“I want your cock so bad,” I whimper, shameless now. My fingers work at his zipper, desperate and clumsy. “I want this.”
His breath hitches as T free him, hot and hard in my palm. My body aches for him, throbbing with need.
“Jess,” he growls, stopping me but I’m already shifting on my knees. Goddess! I’ve never done this before. My eyes widen as his cock twitch in my palm.
I lick my lips, nervous but determined. He’s fucking huge, and for a second I wonder if I can even handle him. But the way he’s looking at me -like I’m something precious and filthy at the same time–makes me desperate to try.
“You don’t have to-” he starts, but I’ve already leaned forward, running my tongue experimentally along his length. The taste is salty, unfamiliar, but not unpleasant. His strangled groan is all the encouragement I need.
His hand tangles in my hair, not pushing, just holding on like he needs an anchor. I take him into my mouth, clumsy at first, then finding a rhythm that has him cursing under his breath.
“Shit, Jess,” he pants, his fingers tightening in my hair.
I pull back, looking up at him through my lashes. “I want to please you, Alpha.”
I circle my tongue around the tip of him, watching his reaction. His head falls back, throat working as he swallows hard.
“Fuck,” he whispers, almost to himself. “You’re killing me.”
I pull back slightly, keeping just the tip between my lips. “Should I stop?” I ask innocently, my hand still stroking him slowly.
His eyes snap open, wild and desperate. “Don’t you dare.”
A thrill runs through me at the command in his voice. I’ve never seen Grayson so undone, so completely at my mercy. It’s intoxicating.
“Then tell me what you want,” I whisper against his skin, placing soft, teasing kisses along his length.
His chest heaves with ragged breaths. “I want…” He stops, seemingly struggling with words.
I wait, hand still moving torturously slow.
“I want you to stop teasing,” he finally manages, hips jerking slightly toward my mouth. “Please.”
The “please” catches me off guard. Grayson doesn’t beg. Ever.
“Since you asked so nicely,” I murmur, before taking him deep enough to make his knees nearly buckle.
His hand cradles the back of my head, not forcing, just connecting us. “Like that,” he breathes. “Just like that baby please you’re ruining me.”
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That’s right, I think victoriously. Be ruined tonight, Grayson. Be ruined tonight so can sneak out of your room and find these documen
I need. Suddenly I feel so guilty doing it like this but I have no choice.
His confession makes me want to almost back out. Almost. But I always knew what I want.
I always knew.
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