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I slide my hand around her nape, loving the feel of her soft body pressed against mine. I slant my mouth against hers and take everything that is mine, and she sinks against me. The kiss is impatient, frenzied, and filled with need. I'll never have enough of her. Esme is all I think of now. She's in my every waking thought.
There's no doubt left in my mind. I'm fucking in love with her. That's crazy to me, but it's true. I love her with every fucking beat of my heart.
“You're mine," I growl as I reach for the hem of her tee. "All fuckin' mine."
She looks up at me with those gorgeous greenish-blue eyes and gives me a blinding smile. "Yours," she breathes.
She's no longer fighting against what we have. We haven't put a label on it, but fuck, everyone knows that Esme's mine. I made it clear from the get-go. No one has ever captured me the way she has, and no one ever will.
Our lips touch once again, and she releases a low moan as her fingers go to my pants. I fucking love that she's not shy, that she'll take what she wants. I sweep my tongue into her mouth and the kiss turns passionate and frenzied. We're pulling off each other’s clothes, neither of us careful about it. We both want the same thing and we're going to get it.
The moment I have her stripped naked for me, I run my hands along her body. The softness of her skin is like silk. She sighs against my lips. “Please,” she whines. “I need you, Gray.”
Hearing my name come from her lips is fucking magical. I love that she calls me that. I’ve been Reaper for so damned long. So fucking long that I thought Grayson was gone, but being with Es has brought him back. With her, I'm not a monster. I'm not a fuck up. I'm able to be who I used to be before the darkness swept in and claimed me.
I love being part of my club. The brothers are my family. I'd do anything to ensure that they're safe and vice versa. But the shit that I've seen and done, it's made that darkness hit me even more. I've gone to the depths of Hell and back. I've watched people I care about be killed, and it's fucked up that I watched without a bat of an eye. But that's what you do when those you care about betray you. You cut them out like cancer. You get rid before it infects the rest of the group. But Esme brings peace to my chaos. She brings the softness to my hard, and she brings the love when I thought there was none.
"You never have to beg, honey," I tell her as I lift her onto the bed and lie her down. She looks at me with that sexy as fuck grin. "I'm goin' to take care of you." She knows what's coming and opens her legs for me. Her pussy is glistening already. She's told me before that whenever I kiss her and make her breathless, it's her biggest turn on. My woman is ready to get down and dirty whenever I do that to her, and you can't bet your ass that I do it a lot.
I run my fingers along her inner thighs, grinning as she clutches the sheets beneath her.
"Gray," she breathes. "No teasing." There's no heat or admonishment in her voice. She knows I'll always let her come. I may hold off on letting her do it, but in the end, she's always going to come—multiple times in fact.
The first swipe of my tongue against her slick folds has her back bowing as she releases a low moan. I feast on her, licking, sucking, and fucking her with my mouth and tongue. She's crying out with every swipe, with every thrust. She's writhing on the bed as she claws her way toward the orgasm that's building. But she should know better. She should know that I'm not going to let her come that easily. Hell fucking no. I want her screaming my name, crying out with pleasure when she does.
Sliding a finger into her tight, hot channel, I practically groan as the walls are snug around my digit. She's close to the edge. It's not going to take much before she detonates. "Don't you dare come, Esme."
Her gaze flies to mine and she watches me with wide eyes and parted lips. "What?" she breathes. "Gray?"
"You don't come yet. Hold it off."
A whimper escapes her lips as I pull my finger from her heat. "Gray," she cries.
I slide my finger into her, and the sound of her heavy breathing is music to my ears. "Tell me, honey, you want to come with my mouth, finger, or cock?"
A low moan comes from her mouth. "All—any. Please?" she says, unable to form coherent sentences.
I chuckle as I bring my finger and thumb to that sensitive nub she has, my tongue swiping at her folds once again. I don't go gentle. I know that she's close and it's only a matter of time before she detonates. I want to taste her when she does. There's nothing sweeter than her juices.
I pluck at her clit while I swipe at her folds, rotating between sucking, fucking, and licking at her pussy, all the while I'm playing with her clit. She's writhing beneath me, her breathing labored and her body tight as she grinds her pussy against my mouth. Oh, she's so fucking close.
"Come for me, Esme. Fuckin' come."
She doesn't have to be told twice. The moment the word ‘come’ leaves my lips, her back bows, her breath catches, and she cries out my name as her orgasm washes over her. I lap up her juices, making sure I get every bit of it.
Her orgasm rocks through her, and I fucking love the way she has that hitch every time she tries to catch her breath.
I position myself at her entrance, my cock running along her soaked folds. I groan as I sink into her tight heat. Fuck, no matter how many times I take her, I'll never get enough of her.
"You're so fuckin’ perfect,” I snarl as I grip her hips tight. "So fuckin' beautiful, Esmerelda, that I can't see anyone but you."
"Grayson," she breathes as I bottom out inside her.
"Look at you," I grunt as I punch my hips, driving my cock deeper and deeper inside of her. "Look at how perfectly you fit me."
Her eyes are shining bright with love and tears. "Oh, Gray," she cries. "Please," she begs.
"Told you, honey, don't ever beg me." I know she was broken down by that fucker. I never want her to feel that with me. I'll never make her beg for it. I'll give her what she needs. I'll burn the world down for her.
