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Gray
made a sound of acknowledgement which vibrated against her neck. “That and so
much more.” He looked up past her and caught her gaze in the mirror. “One night
but if you agree, there can be no thoughts of tomorrow. While we are together,
it is just the here and now. I need an answer before we go any further. Before
I will allow myself to touch you.”

One
simple little word, yet it left her breathless with need.
Touch
. Gray
didn’t move, he waited patiently for her decision. Not trying to sway her with sugar
coated words. She knew that everything he had said, he meant. A man of his
word. A man of honor.  Had Alisha already accepted him as her future mate, she
knew that she wouldn’t be here right now. The only thing that kept her from
answering was fear. Once they had made love, would she still be able to watch
him take Alisha as his mate? Would she still be able to honor her word and help
him do it? If it came to it, would she be able to watch him die?

“Yes,”
she whispered because turning him down and living with the inevitable regret
would be infinitely worse. “One night. Only here and now.”

His
hands relaxed then folded around her waist, onto her tummy. “I want to taste
you.”

Lordie
,
he used that deep, baritone voice. So husky, so close to a growl, so damned
arousing. She turned her head so that he could kiss her and moaned as their
tongues intertwined. When he pulled away, she moaned again, this time in frustration.

“…Something
I need to do.” He took hold of the bottom of her dress, his eyes had turned the
color of hot, liquid gold. “Up, now.”

“Uh
huh.” One sharp tug had her dress straddling her hips. Gray lifted her so that
she was on her knees, still in front of him.

“Off.
Now.” His fingers had snagged her g-string.

“Lordie,
yes.” Agonizingly slowly, he inched the garment down. Ash held her breath.

He
groaned.

“Sorry…doggies
probably like a bit of fur,” she giggled as he continued to stare.

“So
wrong.” Leaving her panties half way down her thighs, he stroked her pussy. His
fingers barely touching her recently waxed skin. “So soft. So fucking sexy.”

Her
arousal rocketed to melting point. His nostrils flared.

“Lean
forward. Hands on the bed.”

For
once she didn’t feel like arguing. Except for one little thing. “Take off your
shirt first.” He smiled and something deep inside her gave a little pinch. It
made her want to think about tomorrow and the next day, about how to find a way
to safe guard her heart, but then he did as she asked. Her mouth went dry while
other places became slicker. She struggled to breathe. Gray was the most well chiselled,
most powerful beyond sexy man she had ever seen or hoped to see and as far as
she was concerned, he could take complete control. She needed him to and so she
did as he asked and slid down onto all fours.

He
removed her knife sheath in one easy pull, then, he slid an arm around her
waist and lifted her slipping her panties the rest of the way off. When her
knees touched the bed, Ash spread her legs, arching her back, she looked up so
that she could see them,
see him,
in the mirror. When her eyes met his, shivers
of excitement rushed up and down her entire body.

****

A
low growl slipped from his throat as she opened up for him. Smooth, glistening,
ready. Although he’d done this before, for the first time in his life, he felt
an all-consuming need to taste a woman, to kiss her in the most intimate of
ways and so he slipped down between her thighs, cupped her ass and pulled her
to him. The sweet scent of honeyed peaches came ever closer.

“Gray
no I”—her words turned to a desperate moan as he closed his lips on her clit—“no
don’t…oh yes…oh…don’t you dare stop…”

He
mimicked what he would normally have done with his hands and cock, keeping his
touch soft but constant. Ash rocked against his mouth making the most sensual noises
he had ever heard. He inserted two fingers into her slick sheath pumping into
her. His cock wept in response, Hounds how he wanted inside of her. It didn’t
take long and she came undone. Crying out as she orgasmed. Gray licked up each
and every drop. Laving her until she begged him to stop. His cock strained
against his zipper. When he looked down the shiny head was sticking up above
his waist line. He had to be inside her, wanted to hear her cry out all over
again. This time he would be with her. Her eyes widened into full moons as he
pulled his jeans off.

“…I
don’t think you’re going to fit.”

His
lips tugged up even though the rest of his face kept that strained pinched look
of a man hornier than the devil himself.  “I promise I will.”

“I’m
doubtful.”

Instead
of answering, he rolled on a condom, kneeled behind her, sliding over her back
so that he could whisper into her ear. “I’ll be careful. I promise.”

“Pinkie
swear.”

With
his balls in his throat and through clenched teeth, a laugh was forced from
him. How was it in such a short time, this woman had him tied up in so many
knots “I pinkie swear.” Gray crouched over her. Using utmost care, he pushed
into her. So incredibly wet. So tight he had to close his eyes to stop them
from rolling back in his head as he slid the rest of the way. “…Ash... Christ,
so fucking tight.” Once he was in to the hilt, he stopped moving. “Are you
okay?”

She
whimpered an acknowledgement. He stayed still trying hard to stay in control,
wanting so badly to let his beast loose.

“Less
talk. I need you to…fuck me.”

Her
words almost had him coming then and there like a big pawed teenager. His
Chaser looked into the mirror, her eyes both glazed and defiant. Just the way
he liked her.

“Easy
honey. We have all night.”

The
tingles were firing off between them. A non-stop erotic sensation.  His balls
clenched some more and his dick twitched inside her. Ash moaned.

            “No.”
She was panting. “Needs to be hard. Next round slower…”

Humans
were always intensely affected by sex with demons. Even though he was a half
blood, all sensations would be drastically amplified. It had always fascinated
him. Not right now though, because he was feeling just as much as Ash was. He finally
knew exactly how his human lovers had felt.

“Do
it Gray. Now!”

“One
little thing.” Slipping two fingers under her dress straps, he slowly eased the
garment down until her pink tipped breasts sprang free. They had his mouth
watering and his hands itching.

Powerless
to try and stop himself any longer, he pounded into her, needing her just as
much as she needed him. Maybe more.

Electric
heaven
.

Watching
her watch him. The most sensual thing he had ever seen. Her tight little
breasts bounced with every stroke. The sexiest thing he had ever seen. Hades
help him but already he could feel his balls pulling up, preparing for release.
She was so tight, the perfect fit. He pulled back, gripping her hips so that he
could pound into her more completely. The scent of peaches engulfed him. A roar
was torn from his throat. He was losing control. Thank hounds, she clenched
around him with her impossibly tight, hot sheath. Moaning as she spasmed hard.
He came right behind her, holding her name back behind clenched teeth. Teeth
that had elongated. The demon inside him was eager to mark her as his.

Heaven
help her. Ash struggled to catch her breath. Couldn’t stop herself from
shaking. It wasn’t fair. Sex with Gray was like every orgasm she’d ever had in
her whole life combined and then some. Almost too much and not nearly enough. She
thought back on the way he had gone down on her. Ash had never allowed a man to
do that to her before, it had always seemed too intimate. To open herself up to
that degree had never felt right. Boy had she been missing out. “All night you
said?”

Gray
smiled. “Oh yes.” He pulled back onto his haunches pulling her onto his lap. Ash
circled her arms around his neck and leaned into him. “The dress has to go.”

He
tugged it up. She helped him by lifting her arms. His skin was fiery hot. So
good to touch she pushed herself more firmly against him. The tingles were
still there. A constant hum between them, only this time they felt more comforting
than sensual. There were so many things she didn’t know about him.

“Why
did Bain exile you when your mother died?” she felt him tense. “I’m sorry I…”

“No
it’s fine. My mother was the only reason I was allowed to remain at Wilderness.
She met my father after her mate, Bain’s father, was killed in a challenge. Some
of the demon species are lax when it comes to mixed breeding, but wolves are
very much against it. It’s not illegal but half breeds are shunned by most
packs.” He brushed some hair from her forehead and kissed her there. Soft and
gentle.

“Your
life must have been difficult.” It was almost unheard of for a pack to accept an
Omega as they were considered weak. A half human half wolf was only able to
erupt into wolf form under the light of a full moon.

“I
was mostly ignored. Bain and his gang felt the need to taunt me whenever they
felt like it.”

Taunt,
he’d used a nice word to describe beat and harass. Bain had been a cold
blooded, evil demon. Gray must have lived in misery.

“The
bastard kicked you out the moment your mother died?”

“In
a lot of ways I thank Bain because he made me into the demon wolf I am today. I
had to learn to stand on my own two feet and how to use my brain instead of
relying on claws. Hell, he taught me that almost from the moment I was born.”
He stroked her back using the tips of his fingers.

Oh
so good with his hands.

“How
did you survive out there, all on your own?”

He
chuckled, deep and rich. “I actually did better out there than I ever did in
here. I’ve always felt comfortable with who I am and what I have to offer. I
never thought I needed others to validate that, but it felt good.”

“If
that’s true then why did you come back?” Ash pulled back so that she could look
him in the eye. They had gone back to being dark, dangerous. There were so many
layers to this man.

“This
is where I belong. The pack needs me,” his voice had lowered.

Instinctively
she knew to change the line of conversation. “What did you do out there? How
did you survive?”

“I
dabbled in the stock market. Short term investments. High risk, but the payoffs
were big and came fairly quick. You could say I have a good instinct for what
stocks to buy and which to sell and when to do it.”

“I
thought you were using pack money to pay for Brice’s surgeries, but you’re not
are you?”

He
tensed up again before he spoke, “No tomorrows Ash. That was the deal.”

“I’m
scared for you Gray.” She couldn’t help herself. The thought of losing him was
almost unbearable.

“Shhhhhh…,”
he whispered as he kissed her. Forcing back all the questions. All her fears. 
Making her forget everything.

Only
here and now.

Gray
stood, lifting her with him. Lord but he was powerful, so sexy. A needy whimper
escaped her. The funny thing was, she didn’t care. Right now she did need him
and didn’t care if he knew it. Even when they got into the bathroom, he didn’t
let go. Instead, he used one hand to hold her while he used the other to work
the tap. It was like the whole suite had been designed with sex in mind. Jets
blasted hot water at them from all angles and although there was a sitting area
to the one side, he pushed her up against slate tiles. Ash wound her legs
around his hips.

“I
want to be inside you”—he whispered his breath in her ear—“with nothing between
us. We only have one night.”

Ash
nodded, “I’m on the pill.” He was thick and hard against her. Her own body
reacted, nipples tightened against the scattered hairs on his chest, her
breathing hitched.

“Are
you sure?”

A
deep growl she’d come to recognize as desire.
For her
. It was heady to
know that she had such an effect on him. “Never more.”

He
dipped down taking a nipple into his hot mouth. Each tug and nip pulled right
down to her core. He raked a thumb over her swollen clit just as he delivered an
extra deep pull. She groaned, so close to yet another orgasm. It was scary how
tuned her body was to him. The tingles were back, firing on all cylinders.

“This
time we take it slow,” he said as if he were on a mission.  

Hot
water cascaded down her body. The steam intensified the musky smell of Alpha
male. She opened her eyes catching his burning look of need. Their gazes never
wavered as he moved to her opening, maddeningly slowly he inched his way in.
His eyes glowed brighter and his jaw tensed as they joined.

“Hounds,
but you’re tight. So damned wet. I love the way you feel.”

Ash
wound her legs more firmly around him, her fingers digging into the corded
muscles on his shoulders. Gray had her pinned between the wall and his hard
body. She couldn’t move. Could only wait whilst enjoying the sensation of being
completely filled. Stretched to capacity. He was pushing all the right buttons
without even moving. His eyes softened as they moved over her face. Almost like
he was taking the moment to memory, like this was maybe more than just sex for
him too, but she couldn’t allow herself to think like that. It would be too
dangerous to ever allow hope into her heart. Gray kissed her and started to
move as slowly as her greedy, very slick body would allow.

He
moaned against her lips, “You’re killing me Ash.”

“Double
homicide,” she managed to get out between ragged breaths.

He
growled taking back her mouth, nipping at her lips and tongue then doing the
same to her breasts. She never thought the feeling of teeth on skin could be so
erotic. When his canines tested the flesh on her throat she felt herself become
frantic with need.

“Oh
God yes…bite me Gray…do it…please”

He
growled bucking harder with his hips. Using his teeth and lips, he slid up and
down her neck never increasing the pressure.

“More…more…,”
she pleaded.

He
kept the tempo slow and rhythmic yet hard and demanding.  She moaned every time
he pushed into her. Every stroke pushed her closer to the edge.

“Bite
me...oh…oh,” she didn’t know what had come over her except that it felt right
somehow. Gray using his teeth right there. Biting her hard enough to draw blood
was how it was meant to be between them.

Ash
threw her head back opening herself up to him completely. Giving him free rein
over her body. Her orgasm came on slower this time like the first sparkle of
light before a meteor shower. Pulling her in. Ever growing before exploding and
igniting into something bigger and bigger. In amongst the bright hail storm of
blinding pleasure she called out his name saying it over and over.