Obsession

Chapter 24

Twenty-Four

“ G rayson?” Ren spoke quietly.

He answered by simply looking in her direction. She was perched on the arm of the chair at the head of the table. The dining room was empty save for the two of them. The large heavy mahogany table had only a runner down the center and a large centerpiece candelabra which still held lit candles.

“Do you think that Bastian will ever trust me again?” She questioned with a puzzled look on her face.

“Unlikely.” His one word response was accompanied by a bump of one shoulder in the air. A half hearted shrug at best.

“What have I done?” Ren began to cry. She covered her face with her hands and the tears flowed freely.

“You’ve done what every other woman in his history has done. Choose another over him.” Grayson spoke matter of factly.

“I did no such thing.” A touch of anger carried in her voice.

“Oh?” Again with the one word reply, which seemed to make Ren a touch more angry at the situation.

“I chose him, and Callum…and you.” She finished with a look down and away.

“That…” Grayson was speechless.

Ren walked over to where he stood in the way of the french doors that led into the room. He stood tall and proud—as he always had. His arms were crossed over his broad chest.

She placed her small hand on the crook of his elbow and looked him in the eye.

“I choose you too.”

Ren held eye contact as long as she could before the need to blink kicked in. Grayson just stared back at her in disbelief. His mouth slightly opened as though he were about to say something, yet no words escaped.

Ren was waiting for Grayson to make that move, the one that let her know for certain that he would choose her too. It never came though.

Ren stood on her toes and leaned into him, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek near the corner of his mouth. Soft. Sweet. Almost innocent—if her intention wasn’t backed with the lust she felt in the pit of her stomach.

“Don’t.” He grabbed her by her wrists and held her in place in front of him.

“Don’t what?”

“Don’t you dare…” He trailed off not knowing exactly what he wanted to say.

“Don’t I dare, care about you…want you…need you?” She whispered the last words.

“You don’t need me, no one has ever needed me.” A vulnerability in Grayson escaped with that statement. He still held her by the wrists directly in front of himself. HIs look softened as he gazed deeply into her eyes.

“I need you all.” She confirmed.

Grayson scooped her up by her ass and Ren wrapped her legs around his large frame the best that she could. He turned them around and pressed her into the wall next to the doorway, her back against the gold leaf covered wallpaper.

“I am already bound to you by blood. You would have me bound to your soul?” His words carried the weight of the world for him.

“I want you.” She replied easily. Her honesty was somewhat a surprise to herself too. She really had wanted him. Wanted to explore what it would be like to know him more intimately.

“I will never let you go. Never is a long time when you can live for an eternity.” His smirk capped off the statement.

Grayson started to grind his hips into her center. The friction caused his cock to harden. A bulge pressed into Ren’s center. She let loose a moan that Grayson swallowed with a kiss, deep and passionate.

He held her up with his own body weight pressed against the wall which freed his hands to caress her body and squeeze her breasts, all the while deepening the kiss.

Ren pressed her hands into his chest as a means to get enough room to speak.

“You don’t care that I want to have you all? I want to be with you and your brothers. I have feelings for all of you.”

She waited with bated breath for his reply.

“It’s honestly all I could have asked for. We share in everything else, so why not this as well?”

Grayson carried her over to the table with one arm banded around her waist, and the other massaging her ass cheek, still managing to walk even with the awkward position and his growing erection.

When he reached the table, he laid her out. Her hair fell to the side with the motion, and her legs spread wide.

Grayson leaned back to admire her form.

“You are a work of art.”

Ren slipped her arms out of the loose fitting nightgown style dress she had been given to wear, allowing her breasts to be on full display. They fell to the side slightly with no support.

Grayson reached down and cupped both breasts, one in each hand. He sucked her entire areola and nipple into his mouth and released it with a pop, then gave the other side the same treatment.

Ren arched her back off the table which only served to press her moist core to his abdomen just above his belt line.

“You smell so sweet.” Grayson murmured against her skin.

Ren reached out and ran her fingers through the mess of hair on top of Grayson’s head, tangling her fingers at the same time as she directed him to her core.

“Take a taste then.” She said in a low and breathy voice. The lust taking over for her.

“Yes, mistress.” He spoke quietly into her little tuft of hair atop the apex of her thighs.

Grayson was a stoic strong alpha male in everything, except this. Those two words spoke volumes as to why he never made a move on Ren, and she knew at that moment what she had to do.

She had to switch her persona from that of a submissive, as she was for Callum; from a slave as she was with Bastian, to a more domineering lover for Grayson.

She knew enough about herself that there was no right or wrong type of sexual partner. She would be able to navigate this dynamic with ease. She was naturally more submissive herself, so she knew what types of things a submissive would want.

“I want to feel your tongue on my clit, baby.”

Grayson wasted no time between the request and the action. His tongue lapped at her core eagerly.

“So good.”

He changed from the wide flat tongue to the stiff pointy tip teasing her bundle of nerves while he parted her lips to gain better access. Her wetness coating his tongue as he continued.

“It feels so good, keep going.” She moaned.

He sucked two fingers into his mouth, coating them with a mixture of his spit and her juices then easily slid them into her pulsing wet core. His mouth latched on and started to suck her bundle of nerves alternating with little nibbles as he slowly stroked his fingers in and out.

With a twist of his wrist he was able to hook his fingers up and applied some pressure to the sensitive inner walls while he continued his ministrations.

“Oh, fuck yes. There. Right there.” She cried out.

Her orgasms followed one right after the other. Grayson didn’t let up or stop his methodic pace of pleasure while she rode them out and soon a third exploded through her body.

“Fuck me Grayson. Please.” She managed the words through her near exhaustion.

He dropped his pants and his dick sprang up, slapping himself in the abs. A glint of metal caught her eye, then another.

As Grayson stroked himself, readying his throbbing cock for her wet and needy pussy she watched closely as his fingers slipped over the shiny silver metal rods that went straight through the center of it. Four balls evenly spaced around his dick about an inch behind the bulbous head made Ren’s mouth water at the sight.

“I’ve never had a pierced cock before. You’ll be my first.”

He let out a moan of appreciation before lining up his thick head with her tight opening.

“I’ve never actually fucked anyone with it yet. So you’ll be my first.” He said the last bit through gritted teeth as he slid home.

“Oh my fuuuuck, yeeehhehehessss.” Ren couldn’t control the sensations as they wracked through her body. Her already overly sensitive clit was throbbing from the friction of his pubic bone pressing against it.

“You’re so fucking tight.” Grayson pulled back to his last inch then slammed back inside.

“Play with my clit while you fuck me, please.” She forgot that she was supposed to be demanding when she added the please on the end of her request. That didn’t stop Grayson from complying though.

He continued with a punishing pace. His abs tightened with each thrust. Their hips slammed together with such force that the large table shook and the candelabra rocked on its opulent stand.

“I want you to cum inside of me Grayson. I want to feel you let loose and claim me with your cum.”

Grayson growled and picked up his pace. The slaps of their skin echoed off the walls. Their combined moans created a symphony of pleasure that they danced to.

“You’re mine.” Grayson bit into her shoulder. He drew in long pulls of her blood while he filled her with his release. This only served to throw Ren into yet another orgasm, stronger than the last and carrying through her whole body.

Her legs shook uncontrollably and her toes curled as she screamed aloud. Hoarse and spent Ren whispered to Grayson, “Good boy, you did so well for me.”

Grayson picked her up and wrapped her gently in the torn fabric of her night dress and carried her to his own room.

He cleaned her with a warm wet cloth, and laid beside her on his bed drawing circles across her skin.

Silently they enjoyed the aftermath, the company, the lust that might’ve just bloomed into more.