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At first it was small circles that his fingers drew on my skin. Timidly and lovingly they floated over my skin. I let my head fall back on his neck and silently sighed into it.

Grayson's hands left my hips, traveled up my arms and encircled my wrists, which rested on his shoulders. His thumbs began massaging my palms as he placed them in our laps between us.

His fingers paused for a moment before I started moving mine. A little unsure at first, they turned out of his grasp. I gently ran my fingertips over his large hands. They were rough, calloused hands, marked by hard work.

He twisted his hands and his fingertips touched mine playfully. This gesture was so innocent and yet it ignited a spark within me that would ignite into a fire if I didn't stop it.

"I'm really hungry now," I tried to finish what was just waking up inside me.

I should ask for a timeout. For a room where I could think about everything that just happened. Thinking about how things might go between us. Charge my phone and call my brother, whatever.

His fingers stopped and I lifted my head to see his eyes resting calmly on me. It was like they knew I wouldn't do whatever I was thinking.

"Which hunger do we want to satisfy first, Pebble?" He leaned back on the sofa and regarded me calmly. He seemed totally relaxed, unlike me.

"Tell me, which hunger would you like to satisfy first?" Grayson's voice was calm and expectant, as always. Only the gold mixed into his dark brown eyes told me it wasn't him.

"I don't know," I answered him. "All I know is that I want more than...a kiss?" He threw his head back and closed his eyes.

"What do you want me to do?" His head was resting on the back of the sofa, his hands were tightly gripping mine and only his breathing told me he was at least as excited as I was.

"I don't know. One kiss, two and some things aren't quite so innocent." I saw the corners of his mouth move. Just enough that I could see his canine teeth for a moment, which only increased my desire for him.

"What do you know about the things that aren't innocent Pebble?" he asked against the blanket.

"Not much," I answered honestly. When I had said the last word, he straightened up and gave me a searching look.

Sex was a constant theme at university. It was openly talked about everywhere. Once the first days of the school year were over and all the mates had found each other, it was no longer a secret who was doing what with whom.

The only difference this year from last year was that everyone no longer addressed the events of the previous year.

For me, on the other hand, nothing had changed. Every year when I was in heat, my brothers made sure no one came near me.

Last year, when I wasn't home, I went hiking with Jade in the deepest ice to enjoy the heat together and cool off, figuratively speaking.

"Well, if you're saying that I don't know what can happen between us in the next few minutes, then you're wrong." My heart was racing, but I didn't take my eyes off of him for a second.

"For the past few weeks, when I've been lying alone in my bed at night, I've thought of you," he began, his tongue brushing his bottom lip. That alone was enough that I leaned slightly towards him. I felt his fingers near the waistband of my pants and fell against him a little more.

"My thoughts weren't innocent Pebble when I held my cock in my hand and only thought about feeling it deep inside." Grayson's words were soft and direct. He never hesitated to say what he thought.

While at times it was difficult for me to guess what feelings made me say a thing or two, this time it wasn't so. There was pure desire and lust in his eyes.

On the one hand, mine wanted to hide, but they were too curious. I wanted to watch the man who had so little revealed his feelings and to whom I had lost my heart.

"Show me," I replied, as if in a trance, not knowing where his thoughts would go.

"You first," he answered me calmly. There was a mysterious glow in his eyes, waiting for my answer. His eyes seemed to bore into my mind and take control of me. I just nodded, not knowing exactly what to expect.

As I shifted in his lap, I felt him instantly harden between my legs. He immediately grabbed my hips and the wolf in him slowly showed in his eyes.

"Let me show you what you did." He took one of my hands and brought it to his mouth. He still didn't mirror the tension I had in me. He lay calmly on the sofa and took my fingers in his mouth.

The warmth of his lips was so inviting that my fingertips took on a life of their own as they touched them. They brushed his lips one at a time, even lifting his upper lip curiously.

I saw his canines elongate at the touch and my fingers paused before moving to his bottom lip.

I felt the throbbing in his lips and the tip of his tongue running over her. A few dirty fantasies crossed my mind. It wasn't all that innocent I thought about lying alone in my bed at night.

I slowly traced my fingers over his lips, exploring every inch. When I stopped and touched his canine teeth, he grabbed them and sucked them deep into his mouth only to pull them out even more gently.

I watched as my trembling fingers slowly left his lips and he guided them behind the waistband of my pants. His hand slid deep into my pants with mine, overcoming the edge of my panties until I was touching myself. He gently rubbed my own fingers over my middle, never taking his eyes off me for a moment.

The glow in his eyes didn't even remotely reflect what was building inside me. I slid my hands deeper between me and he went with me every inch my fingers did.

"Right there, Pebble," he breathed, squeezing my fingers tighter against me.

"Now you!" I challenged before completely losing control. About me, about him, about everything. His eyes lit up like they had never done before. I heard him unzip his jeans, but I couldn't tear myself away from his eyes.

"Look," he gasped hoarsely. And I did. I watched as he reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. His long fingers gripped around him, slowly tracing up and down. I had imagined many things with him, but not that and this was far more erotic.

I threw my head back and felt him increase the pressure against my middle with his hand. From one second to the next nothing was innocent between us.

His hand over mine, making my body tremble over him faster than I could on my own. My head fell back on his neck and his hand suddenly held me so tight that nothing moved.

"Slow down, Pebble." His hand stopped and I looked at him again. He squeezed my index and middle fingers and pushed them deep inside me.

"Much slower." I relaxed and just let him guide me. The tingly feeling he triggered in me, his warm skin. The looks we exchanged. I felt so vulnerable on the one hand and so wanted on the other.

"Like that, right?" he asked while his other hand let go of his cock and grabbed my neck and pulled him towards him.

I looked straight into his golden, glassy eyes. Pure lust and desire mingled with the heavy breaths he let out. Incessantly he guided my hand over my middle. Slow and pleasurable, fast and agonizing, so that I couldn't distinguish between the feelings for much longer.

His piercing golden gaze watching my every move only drove me to move faster.

I took his cock with my free hand and gently stroked its length. His hand caught in my hair and gave me the rhythm. Our hands moved faster and faster in the same rhythm.

He pulled me down to him just as I threw all my senses overboard and my body sank trembling against him.

Grayson gave me a long kiss on the back of my neck that only made me tremble over him even more. He sucked in the skin between his lips that would one day bear his mark. He pressed her between his lips so hard I could feel his teeth.

He lifted my head and a wicked smile crept across his face as he pulled my fingers out of me. He brought it right up to his lips and let it slide slowly into his mouth.

"Next time, it will be mine touching you." He kissed every single finger before wrapping my hand around his neck and pulling me tight.