~Gracie
(Warning: Sexual content)
"Harry," I spoke his name again, but I couldn't keep my voice from shaking.
He didn't answer me as he trailed hot kisses down my throat. I shook vulnerably against him. Was it because he was so much bigger than me that I felt so small?
"Harry," I spoke again in a clearer voice.
"Hn," It wasn't a real answer, but at least I had his attention now.
His green eyes were smoldering making me catch my breath. I noticed his hands were balled up in tight fists. He clenched his jaw tight waiting for me to continue. From anyone's perspective from for away he looked angry, but I knew what this look was: hunger.
For me.
I've never experienced anybody wanting me so fiercely in my life.
"Why this all of a sudden?" I speak on when I could finally find my voice.
A low laugh escapes his lips making me shiver. "Gracie, you underestimate your charm, don't you?"
His accent became even thick if that was possible; I swallow hard attempting to keep my cheeks from
getting red. "But...I mean, why now?"
"All this time," He starts to growl. "I've been jealous and angry about Dolor marking you the way he did. I told you awhile ago the only way to make it go away is for another stronger demon to replace it." He presses in closer. "I'm stronger than him, and you're mine dammit. Nobody else."
My heart hammered in my chest. "What if...it hurts or something? I'm a virgin you know." I've always been proud of my virginity, but now I almost felt ashamed of it.
Harry smiles. "So I have the greatest honor of being the one you lose it to?"
I blush. "Well, yes I'd like you to be."
He wraps an arm around my waist pulling me in close against him. "Don't worry love. I'll take good care of you."
I smile as he brings his lips to mine crushing them. His kiss was hungry. He clutched onto me practically infusing our bodies together. He placed his hands on my arse squeezing it while biting down on my lip. It felt like he was setting my body on fire. I felt something bubble and flutter in my stomach. Almost like an animal trying to crawl its way out.
He pushed me up against the wall as he shoved his tongue in my mouth. He didn't want to waste time asking me to enter. He wanted it now. And I knew how demanding he was. The animal in my stomach wanted out; I could practically feel its sharp wanting claws. Harry's hands moved to the hem of my shirt tugging on it softly. My skin was burning now. I was on fire, and I didn't want to be extinguished.
"I'm yours," My own voice sounded filled with need, and I was highly surprised.
Harry grins mischievously. "I know,"
He yanks my zipper down and slides it down my shoulders leaving it crumpled on the floor by our feet.
It took all I could not to growl, and to control myself I held onto his shirt. This animal inside me was practically controlling me.
"Am I starting to push you towards the edge?" He smirks quickly discarding his own shirt.
"I feel like you're going faster than me," I smirk back gripping his broad shoulders.
He raises his eyebrows amused. "You're braver than you give yourself credit for," But then his expression darkens. "But I can find a way to embarrass you."
