Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 125077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
That was when Gray roared and brought his fists down on the ground, making the whole room shake.
Trent moved in front of me. “Kelsey, when he gets back from Hell he can be violent until he’s calm enough to take his human form. Stop arguing with him. Stop it right fucking now and let me handle him.”
Gray picked up the nightstand and threw it across the room.
The door behind me burst open and suddenly a massive wolf was in front of me. Fenrir growled low from his throat, and his pitch black fur stood up.
Evan gasped behind me. “Kelsey, we should ease back. Don’t make any quick moves. Fen, remember who he is and what he’s done to protect all of us.”
The growl from my son told me he didn’t care.
“Fenrir, go back to your room right this second.” Trent got between the hulking violent demon and the massive wolf who looked like he would kill to protect me. “He’s not going to hurt me or your mother and you know it.”
“He won’t mean to. We know that.” Evan seemed to speak for Fen when he was in wolf form. “But you can’t blame him for trying to protect his mother or you.”
Gray punched a hole through our nice wall, disrupting the magic and exposing the rock behind it. His fist started to bleed.
“I don’t need protection,” Trent replied. “I need privacy. Kelsey, if you can’t stop…”
I’d done enough damage. “Fen, please leave us. He won’t hurt me. Your dad would never let anyone hurt me.”
Fen merely growled again.
“Kelsey, I think you have to come with us,” Evan said. “I don’t think Fen will leave.”
Gray was staring at Fen, baring his fangs. Those big, hot as fuck fangs. I didn’t have to kneel to look my child in the eyes. Fen’s wolf was big enough I barely had to lower my head to make eye contact. “Fen, I’m about to do all sorts of weird sex stuff with your dads…”
My son turned as fast as he could and ran away.
Evan grinned. “I bet that’ll work with my brothers, too. All righty then. Carry on, adults.”
She closed the door on her way out.
Gray stood in the middle of the room, his eyes gone red. He breathed in and out as though trying his damnedest to hold on, to stay still.
To not hurt us.
What had Hell done to my demon?
“All right, babe. How do we handle him?” I was going to let Trent lead me. This was his world and had been for years. I was the newbie here, and I would wreck things as surely as Gray if I didn’t stop and listen to Trent.
“He needs to be touched, to be reminded he’s here and not there.” Trent had a grim look on his face. “I’m not sure you should be here. He’s too emotional around you.”
“Well, that’s sad because I am here and I’m not going anywhere.” I would listen to him about anything except leaving. I couldn’t do that. I knew Gray. If I lost him now, it would be weeks before I saw him again. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside before going to work on my bra.
Gray’s head rotated, and suddenly his fangs weren’t the only thing that were bigger than I remembered.
Trent took a step toward me and suddenly Gray moved, growling in that caveman-possessive tone of his that would have any other man getting out of the way. Not so Trent. He merely frowned. “Not even to calm you down will I give up my claim on her. If you want to do this the hard way, we can. We can stand here and fight it out. Or you can remember that she’s our wife and I’m your partner in all things. Which way does that dark demon in you want? Blood or sex?”
I was hoping he wouldn’t go for both. I can handle a lot of kink, and I can handle blood. I wasn’t thrilled with a combo act.
Of course there was always the chance he chose neither and transported his hot ass out of here the same way he had gotten in. I moved around Trent. I needed to touch Gray. I needed to see if my touch still worked in any way after all this time. “I know what I vote for. I would like sex.”
I moved in front of him, watching how his eyes went straight to my breasts. He started to reach out a hand and then seemed to realize his claws were out. I caught him before he brought it back. “You won’t hurt me, Gray. Be gentle in this form and you won’t hurt me.”
“I don’t know he’s capable of being gentle in this form,” Trent said softly.
“He will be for me.” I brought his hand to my chest. “And when he’s back in control, he won’t have to be gentle at all. You know I love it when you fuck me hard. I’ve missed you, Grayson Sloane.”