The Omega jolted. “Why do you say that?”
“Well, for starters, you seem to be awfully interested in the floor.” A slow grin spread across Keld’s face as Grayson instantly snapped up to stare Keld in the eye.
“No. I’m not used to it. Happy?”
“Getting there.” Keld’s fingers worked through the motions on autopilot, lashing Grayson’s arms together. “Would behappier if you’d told me from your knees.” He suppressed a laugh at the sharp inhale that met his words.
“Are you this…forwardwith everyone?” Grayson demanded. The Omega was holding his anger before him like a shield, trying and failing to conceal the obvious arousal behind it. His floral scent drenched the air between them, which in turn stirred Keld’s cock in a way that made him wish he had pants on.
“Not everyone,” he answered. “Most people aren’t as fun to play with.”
Grayson scoffed, though the flush had yet to leave his face. “You think I’m fun to play with?”
Keld completed the final step of the knot, immobilizing Grayson’s forearms. “I certainly enjoy watching you blush. I guess I can’t say for sure if you’re fun to play with.” He grazed the bound skin with the tips of his claws and watched little bumps rise in response. “Want to show me?”
Grayson let out a shuddering breath. “I still think you’re an asshole.” There was no fire in his words.
“Maybe I am,” Keld acknowledged. “But I’m a talented asshole.”
“You’re an egotistical asshole.”
Keld laughed. “Is there a difference?”
“Yes,” Grayson shot back.
The rest of the room seemed to have fallen away—the instructor’s voice was little more than a distant hum, and the crowd was a vague blur at the edges. Only Grayson stood in sharp focus.
“Well,” Keld said slowly. “How will you know if you don’t try?” He heard air catch in Grayson’s throat. So very near snapping. Keld moved closer, invading Grayson’s space. Their lips were mere inches apart.
“Or are you still scared?” Keld whispered.
In a swift, sudden motion, Grayson’s lips crashed into Keld’s—warm and demanding. His body molded to Keld’s, bound arms pinned between their chests. Heat radiated off the Omega, his human body temperature like a beam of sunshine on Keld’s scales.
Keld caught Grayson’s sharp jaw in one hand and deepened the kiss. His tongue brushed across the Omega’s lower lip. A faint moan escaped, fanning Keld’s internal flame. A hard length pressed against Keld’s upper thigh.
If they kept this up, Keld’s slit wouldn’t be able to keep his arousal in check. He pulled back and gave Grayson a searching look. The Omega’s light eyes were overshadowed by his pupils, and his lips were parted in shock.
“There are private rooms,” Keld murmured. “Just down that hall. Will you join me?”
Grayson hesitated, but the bulge in his jeans said enough. “What exactly do you want to do?”
Keld’s mouth curled. “Make you feel good.”
Grayson shivered. “No whips and chains?”
“Not unless you want them.”
“No strings attached?” Grayson dropped his gaze.
Keld jerked a shoulder. “If that’s what you prefer. You might change your mind when I’m done with you.”
Another cascade of Omega pheromones pulsed through the air and Grayson blew out a breath. “Fuck it.”
Chapter 15
Grayson
What the fuck am I doing, what the fuck am I doing, what thefuckam I doing.
