Page 26 of Craved By Gray

I start for her when she quickly ducks back behind the chair as commotion rises from downstairs, forcing me to rush the rest of the way. “It’s okay,” I say, my voice thick with emotions as I gather her into my arms. “The Rebels are taking care of the Vipers, then we’ll get the hell out of this place.”

She jumps as a loud shot rings in the air, and there’s silence before the noise comes again. “You shouldn’t have come back,” she whispers in my arms, her words piercing straight into my heart. I didn’t want to do this here, but I don’t have much choice, so I push back from the embrace to stare at her, biting back a curse at the dry tear streaks on her cheeks. “Why did you come back?”

“I couldn’t leave without you, princess.”

“You said—”

“And I meant none of it,” I interrupt, dropping my forehead against hers. Her ragged breath brushes against my lips, and I soak in her warmth, praying she doesn’t push me away. “I never meant to hurt you. I was hoping to redirect yourfather’s anger to me and spare you. I was cold and crude; I’m sorry. I promise was only thinking of protecting you.”

Despite the noise and the chaos, I find myself leaning in to brush my lips over hers. “Gray...”

“I’m so sorry, Scarlett.” Slowly, I lift the hand not holding my gun to her cheeks and brush a thumb over her tear stains. “I did what I thought would save you. Nothing matters more to me than your safety.

She eyes me dubiously. “Why?”

“Because I am in love with you and can’t imagine a moment when I don’t have you in my life.” My lips brush over her soft ones, which puff open in surprise. “I was sure I was going to die, and I didn’t want the same fate for you.”

“You love me?”

“More than anything in the world.”

Her breath hitches in surprise, and she’s calm for a second before she throws her arms around me. “I love you,” she breathes, pushing up so she’s practically on my lap, and my cock stiffens in an instant. Her arms tighten on my neck, breasts pushing against my chest, and then we’re kissing. No idea who moves first, or perhaps we move at the same time, but in the next second, my mouth is moving fervently over hers and is met with the same passion. Our breaths blend heavily between us, my tongue seeking hers as I deepen the kiss.

This is not the time. Not the place. There is a dangerous confrontation happening below us, the door is hanging on its hinges, and two fierce clubs are battling it out. Well, three if we’re being technical, but still, it’s not safe to lower my guard, but her arms are wrapped around me, and the only thing I can think is...

She loves me.

With a growl, I lay Scarlett down on the carpeted floor, my lips dropping back on hers as my hand seeks under her T-shirt, groaning deeply when I realize she didn’t bother with a bra when we left this morning. The gun is still in my left hand, ready to fire at the door if anyone dares to interrupt us.

I break the kiss to trail down her jaw and throat, all the while fondling her tits and pinching her nipples roughly, and I’m half convinced I leave an imprint of my hand on her breasts. I shove the shirt up, and my hungry mouth falls on her tits, sucking and teasing, rolling my tongue over the small globes until she’s sobbing and writhing needily under me. “Take it off,” I hiss, palming her pussy over her jeans. “Want you now.”

He hands drop between us where she unfastens her jeans before shoving them down her thighs, and I see she skipped wearing panties too. She seems too far gone, like I am, as she kicks off her shoes and jeans, her hips spreading wide to accommodate me. “Want you... Aaah,” she cries out when my teeth scrape her nipple. “God, Gray!” Her fingers tug at my jeans, pulling the zipper down hard, and I hiss out a sharp breath when her hand snakes in and closes around my shaft.

“Fuck, baby!”

“Never thought I’d touch you again,” she admits, stroking my cock in awkward moves as she struggles to wrap her hand around the massive girth. “Need you inside of me. Now. Please, Gray, I need to feel you.”

“You’re not ready,” I protest, kissing a path down her stomach. “Let me take care of you.”

“No,” she cries out, fisting my hair with her free hand and forcing my eyes to hers. There is lust there, but underneath the need is...fear. “It broke me, Gray. Thinking I’d never feel youagain. I need to feel you inside of me. I’m ready, please.” Her voice breaks on the last word, and it chips at my heart. At my sanity.

“Shh, I’m not going anywhere,” I reassure her, gripping my cock and rubbing the head over her clit, determined to get her slick for my shaft, but fuck, she’s already wet, her pussy pulsating under the tip of my cock.

“Gray—”

My hand slides under the perfect curve of her ass as I slide my cock into her. She moans, back arching off the carpet as I slowly inch into her, her velvety smoothness wrapping warm around my cock, and I darn near spill on the spot.

God.

How the hell did I live before this woman? Without spending every waking moment next to this beautiful girl with those entrancing hazel eyes. She’s beautiful beyond anything I have seen in my years of traveling through cities in and out of state. And it isn’t just her looks. Despite being raised by the Devil himself, she has a pure soul. “No one compares to you. Every inch of you is perfection. You’re meant to be mine. Made for me.”

Mine.

“Yours,” she whimpers when I start thrusting in and out of her, slow at first. She presses her hands against my back as she rocks forward to meet my movements, crying out softly with every slam into her wet pussy. “Harder, please!”

“I’ve got you, princess,” I growl, pulling out of her before spinning her around and pulling her up to her knees. I grab a fistful of hair before ramming back into her. She cries out, the sound echoing through her father’s office as a rough tremblerocks through her body. “Yes, baby. Let them hear you!” I demand, pounding away at her pussy.

Her fingers spread over the carpet, bracing herself as I slam into her over and over again. Her pussy clenches rapidly around my cock, getting wetter with every rough slam. My fingers tighten on her hair, hammering violently into her, and when she comes, it takes us both by surprise. A scream rips from her throat and her back dips as tremors rock through her body. I ram my cock into her, fucking her through the orgasm, and when I come, I come hard. Shuddering as her pussy’s contractions milk me of my seed. I slam hard into her, burying my seed in her womb until my dick begins to soften inside of her. My muscles lose tension, and I drop on top of her, bracing my arm next to her so I don’t crush her with my weight.

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