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But it was at night when things came unglued. When the sun dipped below the horizon and our world darkened, the illusion of normalcy shattered.
I still woke up screaming sometimes, my sheets soaked in cold sweat as nightmares of gunfire and bloodshed replayed in my mind. Sometimes it would be Teo soothing me back to sleep. Other times it would be Victor or Jace.
It wasn't perfect, but I found solace in the fact I was no longer alone. I had an unorthodox family, a band of men who loved me and whom I loved in return.
Even as dawn approached and reality seeped back into our lives, there was always the promise of another day, an unspoken commitment that we would face whatever came our way - together. My life had been turned upside down, but with them, I was learning to navigate the new world I had inherited.
One night, it was Grayson who woke me up from the nightmare - his hands were gentle on my arm, his voice was like a lullaby in my ear.
“Hey,” he said, his breath hot in my ear. “You okay?”
The nightmare receded, leaving me shaking and wide awake. I reached out for Grayson in the darkness, finding comfort in the familiar contours of his body against mine. His heart was steady beneath my fingertips, mirroring the rhythmic sound of his breathing. I resisted the urge to tell him that I needed a distraction; he was so much more than that. They were all so much more than that.
Grayson seemed to read my mind. He raked his teeth along my bare shoulder.
“Easy there, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble in the quiet night. His lips ghosted over my shoulder, trailing heat against my skin. I clung to him, the darkness of the nightmare chased away by his touch.
"Yes," I whispered back. The tactile comfort was welcome, a balm against the lingering terror of my dreams. Grayson's fingers traced idle circles on my arm, sending shivers down my spine and grounding me in a way that words never could. He moved his hand toward my chest, his touch light but certain, making me gasp with desire. His proximity was intoxicating, and I lost myself in the taste of him, in the feel of his strong body pressing against mine.
“Gray,” I murmured, reaching for him in the dark, my fingers finding their way to his sculpted abs and tracing their way upwards. He caught my hand and brushed a kiss over my knuckles before guiding it lower again.
His grip on my hip tightened, pulling me closer against him. His breath hitched against my ear as he whispered, "You're safe here, Sofia. With me... with all of us."
I could feel how hard he was against me, his body responding to mine, just as mine did to his. His hand slipped under the hem of my shirt and his warm palm spread out against my bare skin, grounding me in this moment, this reality.
"Grey," I said again, my voice barely above a whisper.
There was no need for words in this moment; our bodies spoke volumes that our tongues couldn't articulate.
His hand moved lower, navigating the expanse of my bare skin with ease born of familiarity. A gasp escaped me when his fingers brushed against the lines of my hip and thigh. My body responded instinctively to his touch, arching up for more contact, more of that sweet pressure.
His fingers teased the waistband of my sleep shorts. He didn’t dive straight in. Grayson was a master of the slow burn, always taking his time to drive me wild before he ever even touched me where I needed him most. It was maddening and absolutely divine all at once.
"Can I?" he asked, his voice barely more than a ragged whisper against my ear.
I nodded wordlessly, unable to trust my own voice as I threaded my fingers through his hair and pulled him closer. His lips met mine, gentle and sure as they moved in rhythm with his hand.
He chuckled low under his breath, giving me one of those heart-stopping smiles in the dark. His gaze was full of desire but also patience; he was a gentleman down to his core.
I felt the pads of his fingers slide across the heated skin beneath my shorts. My heart pounded in my chest as he traced lazy circles on my inner thigh, teasingly close but never quite making it to the spot where I needed him the most. My body arched into his touch, a plea for more that he seemed only too happy to fulfill.
His other hand came up to cup my breast through my shirt, kneading gently. He kept his movements slow and purposeful, as though savoring every moment. His mouth trailed kisses along my collarbone, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin there before moving up to take possession of my lips once more.
My head spun with lust as Grayson continued his slow torture. Each touch was a promise of what was to come. Every kiss a reminder that I was wanted, cherished even - not just by him but by all of them.
A soft moan echoed through the room as his fingers finally found their way to my core. My whole body shuddered with pleasure as he gently stroked me through the thin fabric of my shorts. I gripped onto him tightly, my nails digging into his back as waves of pleasure washed over me.
"Grey," I whimpered, my voice shaky, my body trembling under his careful touch. His low hum of satisfaction was the only response, sending a jolt of anticipation through me.
His fingers slid beneath the hem of my shorts, his skin hot against mine as he made contact with my sensitive flesh. His touch was feather-light, teasing and tormenting in equal measure.
"Damn, Sofia," he murmured against my ear, his voice thick with desire. "You're so wet for me."
My breath hitched in my throat at his words, a small gasp escaping from between my lips as he delved deeper. The slow strokes of his fingers drove me wild as he explored my wetness, each touch sending a jolt of pleasure radiating through me.
His fingers were a sweet torture, stroking me into a frenzy then slowing down just when I thought I could take no more. It was exquisite. It was maddening.
Then his fingers left me entirely, earning him a sharp gasp and a protesting whimper from my lips. But it was short-lived as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled them down, leaving me bare to him under the covers.
