Fate (The Edge of Forever) (20 page)

I felt the tears begin to flow again, slower this time. I don’t know why, but I felt a tiny bit happy that he included himself in the hell I was in. I took a deep breath trying to steady my nerves. “The head of my nest has threatened to kill you.” I spit the words out as fast as I could with them still being audible. Grayson’s eyes widened with shock and realization.

“So you broke up with me to save my life?” He asked, but more to himself. He was trying to process everything out loud. I nodded anyways another sob slipping out. “Why does he want to kill me?” This question
was
aimed towards me.

“He desires me,” I huffed, rolling my eyes. “He wants me as his queen.”

“Being queen doesn’t sound like a bad gig, Gaby.”

I glared at Grayson. My expression showed how ridiculous his comment was. “He also said he would kill anyone
who touches me
.” I emphasized the last few words.

Grayson caught on. “Baby, it kinda sounds like my fate is already sealed. We can’t undo all of our ‘touching.’” He air quoted with a hint of amusement.

I shook my head at both his comment and the fact he was finding any of this funny. “He doesn’t know who you are or the fact that we’ve been together.”

Grayson’s brow furrowed and he began talking with his hands. “Let me see if I understand this correctly. You broke up with me because some crazy ass vampire with control issues wants you for himself, which you don’t want.” I nodded. “He has threatened, in the vaguest sense of the word, anyone who ever touches you, but he has no idea that you’ve already been touched, much less by me.” Well, when he put it like that, I understood why Shawn had been on my case the last two weeks. Grayson exhaled in frustration, “Gaby...” He raked his finger through his hair trying to hide his irritation. Quickly he grabbed me pinning my body against the stall wall. The moment his lips crashed on mine, everything else was forgotten; where we were, what we were talking about. All I knew was I never wanted his lips to leave mine again. As quickly as it happened, his mouth was gone again. Grayson’s body still kept me pinned. “Do you know how completely ridiculous that sounds?”

“You don’t understand.” I pushed him away from me, walking to the other end of the stall, which didn’t put much distance between us. “If he ever finds out...”

“He’ll kill me.” I could feel him standing behind me, so close that I felt the heat radiating from his body. “I understand perfectly,” his voice was barely a whisper. Warm fingers glided up my back over my bare skin. This time I did lean into him. “I could die tomorrow walking down the street. I’m not going to change the way I live because of a fear of death and that means not letting you go either.” His lips were softly placing feather light kisses up the side of my neck. Grayson’s hand found my hip and pressing against it; he spun me to face him. “If I’m going to die anyway, I’m gonna go out doing what I love.” His finger pulled on the tie of my dress.
 

“I can’t bear the thought of anything happening to you,” I moaned as the ties fell free from my neck, but I did nothing to stop him.

“I know, baby,” he pushed a piece of hair away from my face. “Life is full of what ifs and I want to be happy during whatever time I have left. Whether I die tomorrow or in forty years. The only way I can do that is by spending as much time with you as possible.” His lips were on mine in an instant, allowing me to let go of all the residual uncertainty. His warm mouth moved to my neck while his finger tugged on my dress, pulling it down, revealing my breasts. The moment the air touched them, my nipples began to harden. Grayson brushed over the hardened peaks with the pad of his thumb then replaced it with his mouth. My head fell back against the wall while I moaned from the sensation. I felt his hand grasp my thigh, pulling it around his hip. Placing my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, I lifted myself wrapping both legs around his middle. I wanted him inside me so bad. I didn’t care that anyone could walk in any moment.

Sensing my desire and lack of resistance Grayson pulled back. “Do you love me?”

A soft smile spread across my face. “More than what I can contain in this body.”

He smiled too. “Good. Then stop this whole protecting me thing and come home with me. I’ve missed you and I want to show you how much, properly, in a bed. As much fun as it would be in here,” he looked around at our surroundings, “I wouldn’t be satisfied with it being quick. I want you over,” he kissed my cheek, “and over again,” he kissed my other cheek. “All night.” His lips pressed against mine.

“I would love nothing more,” I whispered against his mouth. He beamed at me before pulling me back to his lips.

Once my dress was back in place, the ties secure, and my feet safely on the ground, Grayson and I headed out of the restroom. I stopped when I saw the large man standing just outside the restroom. Had he been out here the whole time? Was he waiting for us? Grayson smiled seeing my shock. He handed the man some money, I couldn’t see how much, then grabbed me pulling me toward the exit. That was why no one came in after Grayson. He paid the bouncer to watch the door. I guess there was a benefit to owning the club.

John stood outside on the curb, with the door to the black sedan open. He smiled at me, seeming genuinely happy to see me. Once in the car I sent a quick text to Shawn. I hated abandoning him like that, but I knew he’d understand.

Me:
G & I made up. Headed 2 his place 2 “makeup”

My phone jingled instantly getting a reply.

Shawn:
Ewww... TMI. Glad U2 made up.

I laughed, throwing my phone back in my clutch. I cuddled next to Grayson, trying my best not to make out with him in the back of a car like a horny teenager. 

Grayson had weakened my fragile resolve. I still felt selfish for risking his life for my happiness but, as he explained, he was the one willing to risk his life for his own happiness. I couldn’t help it, part of me felt a little thrilled. I was surrendering to our desire to be together. It had been hard enough fighting it before he knew my reasons why. Now, I stood no chance against his resolve. I just hoped I didn’t live to regret the decision.
 

***

The moment Grayson and I hit the elevator, his mouth was on mine. Shoving me against the wall, his hands slid up my body. Grabbing my thigh he wrapped it around his hip. I could feel his arousal rubbing against my sensitive flesh. The elevator doors slid open too quickly. Grayson broke away for a moment to check and make sure we were on the right floor, then his lips were back on mine again. He walked me backwards while his tongue invaded my mouth, until I was flush against a door. I slid my hands up his chest, not paying attention to where we were. I trusted Grayson to get us where we needed to be. His lips broke away as he fumbled with his keys. I quickly began unbuttoning his dress shirt, pressing kisses to each inch of exposed skin, until I undid the last button. I ran my tongue up his abdomen. 

“Shit!” he gasped, dropping his keys. He crouched down in front of me to retrieve them. Grayson nibbled lightly on my outer thigh while his finger ran up my inner thigh. I gasped, my head falling against the door with a thud. His fingers pulled my panties to the side rubbing vigorously against my damp folds. I placed my hands against the door frame needing something to anchor myself to.

He grabbed his keys and abruptly stood. I kissed his chest, while running my fingers over every chiseled muscle. As soon as I felt the door give way, Grayson’s lips were back on me. We fumbled into the apartment, while he kicked the door closed behind us. I pushed his jacket and shirt off his body in one easy motion. Grayson had me pressed against the wall. Quickly undoing the ties of my dress, Grayson grabbed the hem jerking it forcefully over my head. He trailed kisses down my body until he was kneeling before me. His hands slid up my outer thighs. Grabbing my panties, he pulled them to the ground. He helped me remove my boots in the process. I stood in front of him completely exposed. Grayson shifted my leg over his shoulder. My breathing increased as I prepared for what I knew would come next. He looked up at me over the length of my body. Slowly, he lowered his head to my sex and I gasped at the contact.

He sucked the nub of nerves between his lips, flicking his tongue against it. He lightly scraped it with his teeth, shooting erotic goose bumps up my spine as I cried out with pleasure. It had been so long since we’d been together. My body was building to its release, quickly. Grayson shifted his tongue over my entrance; easing it into me, he pushed me over the edge. I came hard, screaming in utter bliss. Grayson stayed there until my body calmed.

He stood. His lips claimed mine as he grasped me behind my thighs, lifting me, to carry me to his room where he laid me gently on his bed. Breaking from my lips, he stood beside the bed. Grayson unfastened his belt, undid his pants and slid his clothing down his legs. He stood there briefly, naked, allowing my eyes to take in every hardened inch of him, enjoying the view that I thought I would never be allowed to see again. He climbed into bed next to me, his mouth leaving warm kisses leading to my breasts. Running his thumb over one of the peaks lightly, he caused me to moan from the sensation. His tongue soon replaced his thumb, circling around the pink peak before taking it fully into his hot mouth, and then he dropped his head to my other nipple. I felt Grayson’s hand trail between my thighs, skimming toward my entrance. I pressed myself against his palm wanting him. Taking my hint, he eased two fingers into me. I could feel my muscles clench, preparing for another orgasm.

“Please,” I cried out. Grayson’s free hand pinched the nipple that his mouth wasn’t claiming. I went crashing over the edge. Laying there panting and feeling utterly boneless, I tried to control my breathing. Grayson shifted, cradling himself between my thighs. I could feel him just at my opening.
 

“Grayson?” I asked as he sucked the skin on my neck.
 

“Hmm?”
 

“I don’t know if I can take anymore.”
 

He lifted his head with a smile. “I think you have one more in you,” he whispered. Then he pushed himself into me. I relished in the connection. The pleasure was wonderful but it wasn’t what I missed the most. It was the connection to him. In that moment, we were no longer two separate people. We were one, merged together occupying the same space that only one body had occupied moments ago.

He was sweet and gentle with me pressing into me slowly. His lips were soft, no longer hungry for pleasure. Instead, he seemed to be finding pleasure in cherishing our bodies being connected just as I was. I wrapped my legs around him and adjust my hips to meet each of his thrusts. My fangs began to ache as they grew to a sharpened point the closer to the edge I got. My muscles shook as Grayson pushed me with each thrust to another orgasm. Locking eyes with me, he thrust hard, sending me skyrocketing to brink of the finish line. I screamed out incoherently with pleasure. Feeling I was on the cusp I leaned up and sank my fangs into his neck. In sync, we both erupted in orgasm. It continued on and on until I retracted my fangs. My body fell to the bed in a heap of tingling pleasure unable to move.

“God, I missed you,” Grayson sighed.
 

“Did you? I couldn’t tell,” I teased.
 

He chuckled. “You wanna get a snack. You’re going to need your strength,” he said suggestively.
 

“I would love to, but I don’t think I can move just yet.” Grayson smiled, nuzzling against my neck. He laid down beside me, pulling me to his chest.
 

“You really did miss me?” I asked.
 

Grayson lifted his head to look at me. “Of course.”
 

I took a deep breath. I had to know the answer to the question that was nagging me on the edge of my thoughts. “I know it’s not any of my business, I mean, I broke up with you, but while we were apart, did you...”
 

Grayson cut me off, knowing exactly where I was going. “No!” he said firmly. “I know where you’re going and the answer is no. The thought didn’t even cross my mind. It never really felt like we were broken up. Not to me.”

We laid there quietly for a while. Finally being able to move, I lifted my head resting my chin on the back of my hand. I wanted to tell him about Anton. Being with Grayson didn’t change the arrangement I had to go through with Anton. 

“Grayson, I should tell you something.”
 

He took a deep breath. “Are you going to try to leave me again?”
 

“No,” I giggled.
 

“Is it a life or death thing?”
 

“No,” I replied.
 

“Then Gaby, can we just enjoy this moment right now. Everything else can wait.” I nodded. I drifted off to sleep wrapped in Grayson’s arms.
 

When I opened my eyes, there was light in the room. I reached out for Grayson, but found his side of the bed cold and empty. I sat up looking around the room, when I smelled something delicious filling the air. I hopped out of bed and headed to Grayson’s closet. I slipped on one of his many dress shirts before making my way to find him.

“Hey, sleepy head,” he said when I entered the kitchen. I blurred to him. Not even flinching, Grayson placed a chaste kiss on my forehead while wrapping his arms around me. I tilted my head up and gave him a quick kiss on his lips.