Chapter 8
BUT FIRST, I WANT TO SEE HOW FAR I CAN PUSH YOU.
The light shone on Grayson's chiseled face, highlighting his strong jawline and piercing grey eyes. A wave of heat washed over me, a sudden reminder of how the mating call had made me crave him. I cursed my half-demon nature that left me vulnerable to these powerful urges. Stupid lust demon needs.
"Grayson," I whispered, not trusting my voice to be steady.
He smiled softly, his gaze locked on mine. "Parker, you're absolutely gorgeous."
I opened my mouth to protest, to tell him that he didn't have to deal with the uncontrollable demonic powers that plagued me, but he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine before I could utter a single word.
The world around us seemed to fade away as Grayson kissed me deeply, making my head spin and my heart race.
My hands found their way to his hair, tangling in the tied-up strands as I eagerly returned the intensity of his kiss.
As Grayson deepened the kiss, a moan escaped my lips as I revealed my desire for more.
His abilities were mysterious, and he didn't seem to share much about them.
I wanted to learn more, but it was nothing compared to the sensation of his body pressed against mine.
My mind was consumed by the need for him, the mating call pushing me closer to the edge of surrender.
Grayson's muscular thighs straddled me, his body pressed against mine in a way that made every worry disappear.
He broke our kiss, but only to trail soft kisses along my jawline, down my neck, and over my collarbone.
Each touch sent shivers through my entire being.
I felt the pressure of his hand on the edge of my shirt, tugging ever so gently, but hesitating as if waiting for something.
"Grayson," I breathed, "what are you waiting for?"
His hands remained by my head, and I realized they hadn't moved. He grinned down at me, eyes filled with mischief. "Parker, since you've been around, I've picked up a new trick or two."
As he spoke, a sensation like fingertips trailed up my side, causing goosebumps to erupt across my skin. The feeling was both electrifying and mysterious, making me gasp. My heartbeat quickened, curiosity and desire mingling within me.
"Is this… telekinesis?" I asked, trying to catch my breath. "Is this... your doing?"
"Maybe," he replied coyly, smirking as the invisible fingers continued their teasing journey. "I thought I'd try something new. Do you like it?"
My mind raced with the implications of Grayson's newfound abilities. What else could he do? The feel of his invisible touch was seductive and tantalizing, sparking a wildfire of emotions deep within me. My body was at war with itself… desperate for more contact, yet anxious about the unknown.
"Y-yes," I stammered, biting my lip as the invisible touch circled my navel. "But I want more, Grayson. Please."
He leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear, sending another wave of shivers down my spine. "Patience, Parker. We're just getting started."
As he pulled back, his eyes locked onto mine, dark and intense, filled with a hunger that mirrored my own. With every new sensation Grayson created, the mating call within me grew stronger, pulling me further into its irresistible embrace.
"Show me what you can do," I whispered, unable to resist him any longer. Not that I wanted to.
A wicked smile danced across his lips as his invisible touch continued to explore my body, deftly undoing the buttons on my shirt and sending my heart into overdrive.
The intensity in Grayson's eyes was almost tangible as his telekinetic touch moved higher, creating a connection between my body and his.
I focused on his face, watching every subtle shift in expression, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against mine as he breathed.
"Ah," he groaned softly as the invisible fingers found my breasts. They plucked and rolled my nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. My hips instinctively ground into him, craving more contact.
"Grayson," I panted, my voice filled with need. He smirked at my desperation, clearly enjoying the effect he had on me.
My shirt slid open, revealing my body. My heart raced as it slipped over my shoulders and fell to the bed, leaving me exposed. Next, my bra unhooked and joined the pile of discarded clothing.
"I've waited so long for this," Grayson whispered, his voice thick with desire. He wasn't the only one.
He reached for my hands, pinning them to the bed on either side of my head. His muscular form loomed above me, pressing me further into the mattress. I felt a rush of vulnerability mixed with excitement. How could one person evoke such conflicting emotions within me?
Grayson lowered his head, capturing my nipple between his lips.
He sucked gently, occasionally flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud.
My toes curled in response, my back arching off the bed as the sensations threatened to overwhelm me.
Between his mouth, his hands pinning mine, and his invisible caress, I was quickly losing control.
"Please," I murmured, the word escaping my lips before I could stop it. "I need..."
"Shh," he interrupted, pressing a soft kiss to my neck as he continued his torturous ministrations. "Let me take care of you."
My thoughts were a whirlwind of need and anticipation, my body craving the release that only Grayson could provide.
Grayson's legs closed around mine, trapping me securely between them.
The heat of his body pressed against mine only intensified the desire coursing through me.
I gasped as I felt his telekinesis discover my clit through my clothes and closed thighs, gently tugging and swirling around it in teasing motions that made me shiver with pleasure.
"Grayson," I moaned, my voice breathy and desperate. "Please..."
"Patience," he murmured against my skin, his breath warm and tantalizing on my neck. "I want to explore every inch of you."
His telekinesis continued to play with my sensitive nub, driving me wild with need, until I thought I might lose my mind.
Then, suddenly, it slid along my pussy in long, deliberate strokes, circling my core before returning to my clit.
The dual sensations had me writhing beneath him, my hands clawing at the sheets as I fought for control.
"More," I begged, unable to keep the words from spilling out. "Please, Grayson, I need more."
He chuckled, low and dark, and the sound sent a shiver down my spine. "In time," he promised, the wicked glint in his eyes making my heart race. "But first, I want to see how far I can push you."
"Take your clothes off," I demanded, my voice trembling with the intensity of my arousal. "I want to feel you, all of you."
"Eventually," he said, a slow smile curving his lips. "But right now, I'm enjoying this far too much to stop."
I growled in frustration, torn between the pleasure he was giving me and the desperate need for more.
My body ached for him, my thoughts consumed by the overwhelming heat of our connection.
As his telekinesis continued its torturous assault on my senses, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.
My vision blurred with the intensity of my need as I felt him slide a thick sensation into my core with his telekinesis, filling me completely while his powers continued to tease my clit.
I bucked my hips in response, desperate for more contact, but Grayson had my hips pinned, rendering me helpless and at his mercy.
"Grayson," I moaned, my frustration and pleasure evident in my voice. "This is too much... I can't..."
"Shh, Parker," he whispered, dark amusement laced through his words. "I never knew how good this would feel, but trust me, you're going to come undone by my powers alone before I take you for real."
The thickness inside me began to move, creating an odd but incredibly pleasant sensation since my legs were still closed. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced, and I couldn't help but marvel at how amazing Grayson's power felt.
"Fuck, Parker," Grayson growled into my ear, his voice rough and primal as his telekinesis fucked me with relentless precision. "Ever since I realized I could do this, I've been fantasizing about all the things I wanted to do to you."
My chest heaved with each ragged breath, my heart thundering in my chest. I tried to focus on anything other than the overwhelming sensations coursing through me, but it was impossible.
I was completely at Grayson's mercy, unable to escape the unyielding grip of his telekinesis.
With each passing moment, I felt myself slipping further and further into the darkness, consumed by the delicious sensation of Grayson's power filling me and driving me to the brink of madness.
"Grayson," I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath as I surrendered to the pleasure coursing through my veins. "I can't fight this any longer."
"Then don't," he commanded, his voice firm yet tender as he continued to push me closer and closer to the edge. "Just let go, Parker. Let me take you on this journey, and trust that I'll be here to catch you when you fall."
"Grayson," I gasped, my breath hitching in my throat. "I'm going to come soon if you don't stop. It won't count for our bond if you don't come too."
His warm chuckle vibrated against my ear, sending a new wave of goosebumps down my arms. "That's the idea, Parker.
I've wanted this for so long… Making you come over and over again without even touching you.
Don't worry. Once I've watched you writhe from pleasure long enough, I'll take you with my cock until we're bonded. "
Hearing his desires stirred something primal within me, and the pleasure intensified. My hips bucked involuntarily as my head thrashed from side to side. The room seemed to spin around me, and all I could focus on was the relentless waves of ecstasy crashing through my body.
"Grayson!" His name burst from my lips like a proclamation as the orgasm hit me with full force. I writhed beneath him, completely consumed by the sensations ripping through me.
"You're absolutely gorgeous like this," Grayson murmured, his eyes drinking in every detail of my face. "But we're not done yet. I want to make you come several more times before the night is through."
My breath caught at his words, anticipation building in my chest. Just as Grayson began to slide down my body, positioning himself between my thighs, an insistent knock on the door shattered the moment.
"Grayson! Parker! Are you two in there?" The voice belonged to Rhiot, and sounded both urgent and concerned.
"Shit," Grayson muttered under his breath, sharing a frustrated look with me before calling out to Rhiot, "You better have a good reason to interrupt us."
"We've got a situation," Rhiot replied through the door. "You need to come out here now."
My heart sank as reality crashed back in, leaving me with a mix of lingering pleasure and impending dread. Grayson sighed deeply, the frustration evident in his expression, before pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead.
"Seems our night has been cut short," he whispered, reluctantly pulling away from me. "But I promise you, we'll pick this up again soon."