Page 43 of Grayson’s Challenge

Monique moaned softly, her head falling back as she gave herself to this moment, the long column of her neck exposed as if in invitation. His fangs lengthened at the tantalizing sight, but he held back. He wanted more of this, more of the slow and sensual lovemaking that they were engaging in now. And if he bit her, it would be over too soon.

He kissed her breasts, kneaded them, licked her silky skin, inhaled her sweet scent. Her breasts fit perfectly into his palms, and her tight sex was a fitting home for his cock. They moved in synch as if they’d been lovers for a long time, as if they knew exactly what the other needed. There was no rush to reach their climax, no need to reach the finish line just yet, because the journey itself was the reward.

Small pearls of perspiration covered Monique’s soft skin. As they mixed with his own sweat, they created a unique aroma that drugged him, while all he could think of was making love to this woman for the rest of his life. That thought should scare him and make him want to withdraw, but no such feeling took hold of him. The idea of never touching another woman but Monique didn’t frighten him. Instead, it filled him with excitement.

Monique leaned closer, her mouth at his ear. “Your cock is perfect. I love the way you fill me.”

“Oh, babe, you can ride my cock anytime you want to.” He would never be able to deny her.

“Good, ‘cause I need this.” Soft moans rolled over her lips, before she added, “Can you do something for me, please?”

“Anything you want.”

“Bite me.”

Her demand almost made him climax right there and then. “Fuck yeah, babe!”

“But not my neck,” she whispered.

“Where?”

She raised her head and drew back, then thrust her breasts toward him.

He realized instantly what she wanted and met her eyes. “Oh, babe...” He captured one breast in his palm and guided the nipple to his mouth. Trembling with excitement, he licked over the hard nipple, then drove his fangs into her firm flesh and began to suck. Monique shuddered, and her pussy spasmed around him, while his own arousal spiked as her blood coated his throat.

Monique cried out in ecstasy. The waves of her orgasm sent visible shudders through her body, pushing him over the edge. His orgasm hit him like a massive ocean wave, drowning him in a sea of bliss and satisfaction.

Everything around him seemed to fade into the distance. All he could feel was Monique. He removed his fangs from her breast and licked over the puncture wounds, before lifting his head to look at her.

Her lashes were fluttering like the wings of a butterfly, her breath uneven, her heartbeat racing. “Grayson, I… that was…” She licked her lips, starting again, “I never thought it could be so good.”

He brought his face to hers. “Monique, babe, you’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever been with.” And he’d been with many. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“Then we’ll just have to repeat this,” she murmured and smiled.

“Good, ‘cause I’m in the mood for a lot more.” He grabbed her hips and made her move up and down on him, while he thrust upward, his cock still hard despite his climax.

Monique moaned softly and put her hand on his nape, caressing him. “I’m all yours.”

Farther below, her hips moved in synch with his, and she held him tightly so he couldn’t escape, even if he wanted to—which he didn’t.

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A persistent sound pulled her from her slumber. Monique opened her eyes and realized immediately that she’d fallen asleep on the couch with Grayson holding her in his arms. The sound repeated, and she recognized it as the ringtone of her cell phone. She sat up quickly, and Grayson did the same.

“Yours?” he asked.

“Yeah.” She grabbed her pants and pulled her cell phone from her pocket, hitting the accept button before she even saw who was calling, afraid that the call would go to voicemail. “Yes?”

“Monique?”

She recognized the familiar voice in a split second. “Zach? Oh my God, are you and David okay?”

Grayson gestured at the phone, and she understood and put the call on speakerphone so he could listen in.

“I was so worried about you two. What happened?”

In the mountains south of Gstaad, Switzerland – several hours earlier