Page 83 of Grayson’s Challenge

He grinned. “Yes, though I had hoped that I’d be the one to propose.” He shrugged. “Guess there’s nothing conventional about our relationship.”

“You’d get bored if we had a conventional relationship,” Monique said with a smile.

“No chance of that happening with you.” He lifted her up and started walking toward the bedroom. “I hate to rush this, but I’m afraid we don’t have much time.”

“Then let’s not waste it with idle chit-chat.”

“A woman after my own heart.”

He laid her on the bed and began undressing her.

He couldn’t believe his luck. Monique would be his. And the thought of her being the only woman he’d make love to from now on didn’t frighten him in the least. He’d always thought that giving up his freedom, his bachelor lifestyle would scare him, but no such feeling took hold of him now. Instead, excitement filled every cell of his body. He understood now why Damian and Ryder had blood-bonded with Naomi and Scarlet so quickly, despite barely knowing them. The heart knew what the heart wanted. And his heart wanted Monique. There was no need to wait any longer. They were meant for each other. Instinctively, he’d known it since the moment he’d laid eyes on her twenty years earlier.

And now, Monique lay in front of him in the nude, while he shed his last items of clothing, her eyes roaming over him. In her gaze, he recognized something he’d never liked in any woman before: possessiveness. Yet in Monique, he welcomed it, in fact, he craved it. He would be hers just as much as she would be his.

When he pulled down his boxer briefs, his cock jutted out, hard and heavy. Monique dropped her gaze to it, and her eyes began to shimmer golden. She sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed, while he still stood there. He knew what she wanted, and he didn’t protest as she put her hand around the root of his cock and sucked his erection into her mouth.

“Fuck, babe!”

Her mouth was pure heaven, her tongue silky soft, her breath warm. He placed his hands on her cheeks, holding her head gently so he could withdraw if the sensation became too intense. He loved the way she worshipped him with her mouth, while she moved her hand around the base of his cock up and down. When she used her other hand to cradle his balls, he jerked back so his erection slipped from her mouth.

“Enough!” He couldn’t take more of this sensual pleasure, or he would come in her mouth. “Lie down.”

With a sinful smile, she lay back. “I enjoyed that,” she murmured, looking at him from under her dark lashes.

“So did I,” he confessed and lowered himself over her. “But we don’t have the luxury of time right now.”

Monique spread her legs wider, and he adjusted himself at her center. Warmth and wetness greeted him there. With one thrust, he plunged into her, seating himself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her flesh, his breath rushing from his lungs.

Monique moaned and arched her back. “Baby, you’re bigger today. It feels so good.”

“’Cause you feel tighter.”

He began to move inside her, withdrawing a bit, before thrusting back inside. A breath tore from her throat, and her eyelashes fluttered. He loved seeing her react to him like this. Loved the way she gave into her feelings and surrendered herself to him.

“I love you,” he murmured and captured her lips with his.

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Monique placed one hand on Grayson’s nape to intensify the kiss, while she crossed her legs behind his butt, wanting him as close as possible. She loved it, how he drove into her over and over again, his tempo increasing with each thrust, while he licked his tongue over her canines, driving her crazy with lust. Her fangs extended to their full length. When he swept his tongue over them again, her entire body exploded with pleasure, her sex spasming around his pistoning cock.

Grayson growled without releasing her lips, and the possessive sound seeped into every cell of her being. He was staking his claim, making her understand that he would never let her go. Just as she would never let him go. No other woman would ever get to touch him again. She would be the only one he’d find pleasure with, the only one who understood him. She would be the keeper of his heart.

Using her vampire strength, she rolled them, so he was on his back, and she was the rider now.

He severed the kiss and grinned. “I see, my future mate wants to have the upper hand. Show me who’s boss, huh?” He gripped her hips firmly and thrust his cock upward.

Monique gasped at the forcefulness of his movement. “Oh!”

“Yeah, babe, doesn’t matter what position I’m in. I’ll take you any which way I can.” He slapped her on the ass.

At the unexpected touch, a spear of excitement shot through her core.

“Now ride me!”

“Is that an order?”

“It is.” His fangs descended, and his eyes were glowing golden.