Chapter 72: 72: Euphoria

BELLE

It took several moments for us to finally calm down, for our breathing to slow, and our bodies to stop shaking.

And still, he kept himself deep inside of me, not making any moves to pull out of me any time soon.

He licked my face and caressed my sides, all the while purring so loudly, I could barely even hear myself think. Not that I minded. I was happy to remain mindless for a while longer.

I was shocked by how clearly I could sense his emotions now, almost as if they were my own. I could feel his love and adoration for me whirling around us like a cloud.

I could also feel how happy his wolf and vampire were now that I was claimed, although they were already ramping up for another round.

My alpha mate was feeling territorial so soon after mating.

He conjured up images of tying me to the bed and forcing every other living soul out of the palace for at least a week while he took me over and over again until he was sure that the bond fully took.

I giggled, thoroughly overjoyed by our new level of connection.

“Tell me you’re okay, Belle,” he growled against my cheek as he tenderly wiped some of my hair away from my face and played with the sweaty strands between his fingers.

I smiled dreamily. “I’m okay,” I affirmed. And I really was. In fact, I was happier than I had ever been.

I could tell Grayson could feel the truth behind my words. He could also probably feel my happiness mixing with his. “Good. Because I’m not even close to being done with you.”

His cock immediately started to harden inside of me. I gasped and squeezed around him in shock.

“What?” I asked, eyes wide, nails already digging into the skin of his shoulders. “A-Again? Already?”

Grayson nodded. “Should I rephrase my question?” he breathed between laps of his tongue against my jaw, my throat, even my ear.

“What I should have asked was, are you okay enough to take me again? And again? And again?” He slowly—teasingly—rolled his hips against mine.

I whimpered and gasped, wetness already pooling from my greedy hole, coating his hard length in preparation for a second round.

“Because, now that I’ve had you, now that I’ve discovered the bliss of your sinful pussy coming around my cock while I plow into you, I don’t think I can hold back.

“I don’t think I can ever let you leave this room or this ~bed~ again.”

“~Grayson~,” I moaned at the promise in his words. I opened my legs wider for him, trying to encourage him to move again with my own needy hip jerks.

I couldn’t believe how quickly I wanted him again after my first time. Shouldn’t I be in pain? Instead, I only felt desperation.

Grayson chuckled and pinned my hips down with his torso so I couldn’t move. I huffed in annoyance, which only pulled another amused rumble of laughter from Grayson’s chest.

“I need to hear you say it, Belle.” He leaned back so he could look me in the eye. “Tell me you’re ready for more. Or tell me you need to rest.

“I’ll give you what you want no matter what you decide.

“But choose quickly because I don’t think I can last another second of your pussy drowning me in your sweet-as-fuck arousal or squeezing me like it’s begging to milk my cock again without going insane.”

My nod was embarrassingly eager. “I’m ready for more. Please give me more.”

His lips turned up into a dark grin. “Your wish is my command.”

Not only did Grayson bear a resemblance to the beauty of a racehorse when he fucked me, but he also had the stamina of one.

It was well into the late afternoon when he finally pulled out of me, whispering that I needed my rest now. He was right, of course.

I could barely keep my eyes open at that point, still riding the roller coaster of bliss that he kept buying me tickets for.

He disappeared for a moment, leaving me alone and confused in the bed, only to return mere seconds later with a wet washcloth in his hand.

I swear, sometimes the man moved so fast that it was impossible for me to keep track of where he was going.

The act of him cleaning me somehow felt more intimate than the hours that we had just spent going at it like rabbits, and I found myself shying away for some reason.

I shooed his hands away with lazy slaps when he tried to reach for me. He pinned me with a warning look. His wolf was still in charge and wasn’t going to let me sleep until he had cleaned me up.

I could see it in his swirling, dark eyes. He looked dangerously handsome.

How Grayson seemed unfazed by our mating—other than the thin layer of sweat that glistened over his toned muscles—was beyond me.

I probably looked like a mess. Hair everywhere, sweat dripping, and skin red and blotchy from exertion.

“You’ve never looked more beautiful,” Grayson said, cutting my thoughts short with a stiff tone. It occurred to me that he could probably sense what I had been thinking.

The mate bond would never cease to amaze me. “Worn out by my hard fucking, eyes glazed over with complete satisfaction and exhaustion. I’m tempted to go get a camera.”

“Don’t you dare,” I murmured through a yawn. My voice sounded slow and drowsy even to my ears.

The gentle rumble of his laughter settled deep within my bones, filling me with warmth. “Good thing I’ve got a memory like a steel trap.”

His eyes swept over my body in one lazy take before snapping up to meet my gaze once more. “Now open your legs for me, beautiful. Gotta clean my sleepy mate up.”

I was such a sucker for the way he called me beautiful, as if it were my name. I followed his orders and allowed him to clean me without argument.

Once he was done, he threw the cloth on the ground and crawled into bed next to me. He picked up my body and tucked me into his purring chest before hooking his leg over me and caging me to him.

The position would have probably felt a bit suffocating to any normal couple, but I knew that his need to dominate and control me was still at full force so soon after mating.

And, at least for the time being, I didn’t mind letting him have his way. I would knock him down a few pegs and remind him of who was boss later.

His fingertips trailed over my spine, and I hummed in complete contentment as I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.