Page 100 of Starting a New Life

“But…” Gray challenged me with raised brows.

I sighed. “I can’t keep anything from you, can I?”

He chuckled fondly, pointing at his chest. “Perks of being mated. I can feel what you’re feeling. And right now, you’re awfully hesitant.” He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, then gently cupped my cheek. “Talk to me.”

I shrugged. “There’s honestly not much to it. I just… I want to keep the feeling of being sore for a while. It’s like an echo of our mating, you know?”

Out loud, it sounded kind of silly, cheesy even.

Gray gently brushed his thumb over my cheek, his smile still in place. If he thought I was being dumb, he certainly wasn’t showing it, and… oh right, I could check. I closed my eyes and listened to the feelings swirling inside me. My own and Gray’s. He didn’t think I was dumb, he was… loving? Tender? His feelings were all warm, as was his face. And open. Oh so open in the way he gave me an unguarded smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“That’s okay. There’s plenty we can do, you know?” he whispered suggestively, pressing his hips up against my thigh, rubbing his erection against my skin.

A shiver ran down my spine, my own hips moving, thrusting up against him.

“We could just… do this…” he said, voice dipping deeper as he grabbed my ass with his free hand and repositioned me, lining our cocks up so they were caught between our bellies, and gave a powerful, upward thrust that had me gasping in shock as pleasure shot through my body. Fuck. That friction was… ugh.

“Or…” he continued, the hand on my cheek trailing to my chin, raising my head. “I could put my mouth to good use.”

I’d say he was putting his mouth to good use right now. His words helped conjure pictures in my mind, his deep voice raising goosebumps on my skin.

“Or we could switch positions,” he finally offered, words whispered against my ear, his warm breath fanning over my lobe, lips brushing against the skin, followed by a delicious pain as he gently bit down. “We didn’t get to that yesterday.”

I arched my back, thrusting my cock against his, a moan slipping free as my mind came up with the image of me pushing into Gray. My cock slowly disappearing inside him, his glorious ass on display for me as I knelt behind him.

Fuck.

Yes.

“You like that thought?” Gray chuckled, a playful undertone creeping into his voice. “You like the prospect of me on my hands and knees for you? Of you being the one to spread me open?”

I was going to explode right then and there.

My hips snapped forward, our cocks rubbing against each other. His hand tightened, gripping one ass cheek hard enough to bruise as he pulled me down while simultaneously thrusting up. The friction had my eyes rolling back. His cock, the coarse hair on his belly. His earthy scent mixing with the static of my magic.

Our breaths hot against each other, mingling the way our scents mingled.

“Goddess, fuck,” Gray breathed, his other hand finding its way into my hair, pulling me in for a bruising kiss.

Our rhythm got faster and faster, our auras pulsing, muscles tensing, magic swirling until everything exploded.

I let out a shout as my whole body went taut and my cock started spurting between us.

Gray wasn’t far off, his hand clamping down on my ass, face buried in my neck.

My vision turned white as he sank his teeth into my neck again, blinding pleasure shooting through my body, my cock spurting another stream of cum.

“Holy… fuck,” I whispered, letting my head fall onto his shoulder as my hips came to a shuddering stop, the friction that’d felt so good just seconds before suddenly too much.

“You can say that again,” Gray said, voice hoarse but rich with laughter. “We kinda got derailed before we had the chance to get to the actual railing.”

I snorted and weakly slapped his arm, my head too heavy to lift it. “Shut it. It was perfect.”

It truly was. Not planned, not scripted, just us. In Gray’s bed. Enjoying one another.

Me and my mate.

He was satisfied too, radiating happiness and contentment.