Ripper (Hunter #1)(94)

Oh, I did, but this was his moment and I let him have it.

Gray reached over to the nightstand and brought back a brown paper bag. He smiled down at me, a sexy, sensual expression. “I went shopping on my way home.”

It was two in the morning. “What kind of store was open on your way home?”

He shoved his hand into the bag and came out with a small, oval-shaped object. It was a pretty pink color and had what looked like wings on either side. He laid it right over my clitoris and grinned as he turned it on.

“Oh,” I sighed as the vibrator went to work. I tried to squirm, but Gray had been very efficient.

“Feel good, baby? I thought you would like it,” he drawled as he looked down on me. “It has a remote, you know, and straps to hold it on while you walk around. I’ll put this on you when we go to a party or out to dinner and you’ll come for me. I’m going to train you properly. I’m going to top you, sweetheart. You’re going to be my sweet little bottom.” His eyes were dark with arousal as he looked over my body, and I was surprised as his fangs had come out. I noticed in some ways his fangs seemed to be on the same wavelength as his cock. When his cock got hard, really hard, it was almost impossible for him to keep the curved fangs in check.

I hoped he understood just how hot those fangs were. They reminded me that no matter how nicely he dressed, there was a beast inside my man. My beast.

He moved to the side, his hands cupping my breasts as he leaned in.

“Kiss me,” he ordered as he leaned over, and I didn’t hesitate.

I’d realized that there was nothing at all truly violent about what Gray wanted from me sexually. He wasn’t playing out rape fantasies. If I refused, he would untie me and turn over and go to sleep. What Gray got off on was my enthusiastic compliance. I opened my mouth under his and let my tongue play around those magnificent fangs of his. They were like Gray himself—dangerous if wielded improperly, but this man would never hurt me. I let my head fall back as he nuzzled my neck. He was my knight in shining armor and I wasn’t a girl who believed in them. I did now. I believed everything he was offering me.

The butterfly hit the perfect spot and I started to moan. Gray’s head came up.

“No. Not yet. Tonight you come with me. You come all over my cock or you don’t come at all.” He brushed the vibrator to the side and kneeled between my legs. “I have a lot of work to do with you, Kelsey mine,” he promised as he fitted that big cock against my *. “I think you’ll enjoy the training, though.”

One long, rough thrust and he was in. He was so big that the fit was almost uncomfortably tight. He was on his knees, his hands cradling the cheeks of my ass as he ground himself into me. His eyes were on the sight of his flesh disappearing into mine.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he said reverently. “I love you.” After a minute or two of long, slow thrusts he changed his position and placed the vibrator back on top of my clit. The exquisite tremors made me shake.

“Gray,” I pleaded because he didn’t want me to come but I didn’t see a way around it.

He chuckled as he moved on top of me, his weight pressing the vibrator down, grinding it in time with his pounding thrusts. “You come now, Kelsey. You come all around my cock. Make me feel it.”

I obliged, thrusting back against him as much as the restraints would allow. The whole center of my body convulsed. Every muscle seized almost painfully and then burst into pleasure. I screamed as I came and Gray’s hands became almost savage as he held my hips in place and his desire took over. He’d seen to me and now he would let himself go.

He pounded into me, using me as roughly as he wanted because he knew I didn’t care. I lay shaking beneath him as I watched him throw back his head and growl as he came. He bit into his bottom lip as he held his hips tight against mine, getting every last drop out, pouring it all into me. He finally fell over, exhausted. He let his head lay against my chest and his hands moved restlessly over my body.

“I reserved the room today,” he said and I felt his smile on my skin.

I knew which room he was talking about. He was talking about the bridal suite at the downtown hotel where he’d first “seen” me.

“You were sure of yourself,” I murmured. My body felt deliciously replete.

Gray’s head came up and he looked seriously at me. His hand went possessively to my stomach. “I’m sure of us.”

I smiled. “I am too, Gray.”

He seemed satisfied with my answer and went about untying me, kissing each limb sweetly as he undid the knot. When he was finished with the task, he rolled over onto his back and pulled me into his arms. He cuddled me close, my head resting on his chest.

I was drifting off to sleep, secure in the circle of his body when he whispered to me. “I’m going to marry you and no one will ever take you away from me. I won’t let it happen. Once we’re married, I won’t let you run away from me.”

I shook my head because that was a strange statement to make. I hadn’t tried to run from him when I discovered his parentage. I couldn’t think of anything that would make me run from him.

I didn’t have a very vivid imagination.





Chapter Fourteen





Peter Hamilton simply wasn’t strong enough. The next day, I stood inside the courthouse trying to pretend to listen while Gray introduced me to some attorney he knew. The minute we entered the courthouse, Gray had been besieged with acquaintances. It had taken us twenty minutes to finally make it to the department that handled marriage licenses. We’d signed everything we needed to sign and now had to wait three days to get married right back here at the courthouse. I was supposed to arrange some sort of small reception afterward with my mom, brothers, and Liv. I’d received these instructions in between small discussions with coworkers who were shocked to discover Lieutenant Sloane was taking a bride.