Page 46 of Touched By Moonlight
“Sex.” Withdrawing my hand, I felt myself grow cold and distant. “It was all about the sex, those dreams. You just wanted to know what it felt like to fuck me in person instead of in adreamsleep.”
I was deeply rattled. I wanted this so badly, I couldn’t believe I deserved any kind ofjoy.
Not after killing my family and mycolony.
A frown dented his brow. “It wasn’t only sex, Sienna. Admit it. You know this istrue.”
Knowing the intimacy we shared in our dreams, the mind and body connection, shattered all my carefully erected barriers. I had spent years protecting myself, my identity, so none of my people could hunt me down and harm me for what I had done tothem.
Knowing Grayson knew exactly what I was, who I was, stripped away my self-confidence.
“What do you want from me?” I whispered, wanting to back away, wanting to rush towardhim.
Seizing a fistful of my long hair, he tipped back my head and stared down at me, all aggressive alpha. “I brought you here because I want you, Sienna. I’ve wanted you like I’ve never wanted another woman. The smell of you, the taste of you, the feel of your body next to mine has haunted me from the moment we touched in our dreams. I am ruthless in pursuing what I want and I want you. But I don’t fuck women who don’t want me. Say you don’t want me and I’ll leave you alone. If you want to leave here, you need only give the word and I’ll send an escort back to yourapartment.”
Lying was impossible, because heat flushed my body and he was wolf. He could smell my sexual arousal as surely as he could scent prey hiding fromhim.
“Tell me,” he saidtightly.
“I don’t want to leave, damnit!” I drew in a deep breath. “I wantyou.”
Grayson’s mouth was firm and commanding as he kissed me. His scent of pine and spice filled my senses as he coaxed my lips apart and plunged his tongue inside. Sexual need made my body soft and pliant, craving him oncemore.
The wolf could destroy me, but I could not resist. As I kissed him back and tasted him, my mouth moving against his, I sensed a glow rising from my body, the red ofpassion.
We shed our clothing and tumbled to the earth. Then he studied my naked body. My glowing, nakedbody.
At first, I pulled away, fearing what he’d see. And then Grayson laced his fingers through mine, his heavily muscled body pressing me against theearth.
“No, Sienna. I know what you are. Don’t fight it. Let it flow out ofyou.”
His mouth was on my naked skin now, licking the magick rising off my body like droplets from a gentle rainstorm. My breasts tingled as I writhed from the pleasure, and I saw my loins and my limbs glow with white, not passionred.
My magick was seeping out of me like perspiration. And yet I did not care. Grayson knew I was Fae, and the erotic feeling of finally being able to feel again made the magick dance inside me, increasing thepleasure.
He trailed a finger lazily over a pebbling nipple. Moisture gathered between my legs and I moaned as he kissed his way down mybody.
Then he put his hand between my legs, exactly where I neededit.
Every Fae cell burst with energy, the craving for connection and bonding sparked by Grayson’s caresses. My people were of the earth, pulled their energy from it and gave it freely to replenish. Grayson and this land needed me, needed what I could give in return for the pleasure. He was a meadow crackling and dry as dust, aching forrefreshment.
Sensations built higher and higher, my body growing tight and hot. I was fire and heat, the tightness in my loins gathering, growingstronger…
Grayson cupped my sex possessively and then slid a long finger into me and I shuddered with need, pumping my hips upward against his teasing strokes, as his caresses became more urgent andfrantic.
“Come for me, Sienna,” he whispered. “I don’t want to fuck you from behind like the wolf I am. I want to look into your eyes as you come. Look atme.”
When my eyes flew open, I saw his face, ruthless with lust and intent. He stroked harder and I clung to him. His finger stroked my wet core, sliding back and forth. The pleasure built higher and higher, cresting over me as I cried out hisname.
Grayson smiled. The swirls of darkness vanished from his eyes. The chiseled angles of his face did not soften, but hardened withpurpose.
He brought his fingers to his mouth, sucked on them. “You’re as sweet as frosting, Sienna. I want to lick you allover.”
I opened my arms to him, and he joined with me once more, cupping my bare breasts and thumbing my nipples. He tasted one, his tongue expertly flicking andsuckling.
“Grayson, please, I need you inside me,now.”
He lifted his head and gave a lazysmile.
