Greyson - Part 2: An Alpha Billionaire Shifter Romance (The Silver Moon Pack) (4 page)

Juno didn’t quite know what to expect. She’d seen him briefly as a wolf, but that was while she’d been freaking out and in shock. Whatever she did remember seemed like some faraway dream, too foggy for her to recall any of the details.

“
Wait
—it won’t be painful for you, will it?” Although she was curious about him shifting, and wanted to see him in his wolf form, she didn’t want him to go through something painful just to satisfy her curiosity.

“Not really. Shifters register pain just a little differently, which gives us a much higher pain threshold. Came in handy when I was fighting MMA.” She may have given him a hard time about getting married, but part of that was because she was trying to protect him. And right now, the thought of him fighting, of him getting hurt…it did her head in.

“But you’re no longer a fighter, right? That’s behind you?” She wasn’t quite sure when, in the incredibly short time that they’d known each other, she’d started to truly care about him, but she did. Which was a good thing, since he was now her husband.

She still couldn’t wrap her head around the way her life had changed so drastically. She kept thinking this would all come to an end, and she’d get to go back to her life the way it was mere days ago—but that wasn’t going to happen. Not ever. The life she had before Greyson was over.

He cupped her cheek and kissed her, as she forced herself to set aside her worries. “It’s been awhile since my last fight, love. I’m not saying I’d never go back to it, but I don’t currently have any plans to start fighting professionally again.”

Well, that was something anyway, since she couldn’t bear the thought of him getting hurt. “Then, if shifting won’t be painful for you…”

He stole yet another kiss, this one far more intense than the one before, and then took a step back. “Just remember, June bug…
it’s still me
.”

The transformation took mere seconds—and it was unlike anything Juno had ever seen before. It appeared at first as if there was something coursing under the surface of his skin, and then his limbs and body morphed as he dropped to all fours, all while his skin turned into a lovely thick grey fur, flecked at the tips with black and cream.

He had become a wolf—
a damn large one
. And she’d be lying if she said he didn’t scare the crap out of her, especially as he approached her on those long legs, his gold eyes locked on hers. But then he rubbed his head against her hand, calming her fears as her heart finally started to slow.

She knelt down before him, and sunk her fingers into his thick, soft fur as he nudged her with his cold, wet nose, toppling her backward onto her ass as he stood over her, her pulse racing out of control once more even as he nuzzled her cheek.

“Greyson…”
She hated the panic in her voice, but she had a big ass wolf hovering over her naked body.

He must have heard it too, or sensed her fear, because a moment later he was back to his human form, his mouth capturing hers in a passionate kiss as he shifted her legs apart. Her head was still swimming as he buried his hard cock into her with a raw passion and need, pinning her under him as he claimed her rough and hard, leaving her to cry out and brace herself against his thrusts.

The intensity with which he took her left her clinging to him, her legs wrapped tightly around his muscular thighs to try to slow his rhythm as he fucked her against the hard wood floor. He’d said things felt more primal for him once he shifted back, but she hadn’t a clue things would feel so extreme. Or maybe it was just her, overreacting to the culmination of everything that had happened the last few days.

Her emotions were riding high, but as he claimed her with each thrust, grinding his hips against her clit in an upward motion, her orgasm started to build, even as she started to feel overwhelmed by it all. She clung to him, trying to rein it all in, when he bit her neck, unleashing the energy of her orgasm.

She cried out as he continued to take her until he joined her in his own release, his huge cock pulsing his hot cum deep inside her. Her body trembled below him as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm, their breathing still heavy as he ran his hot tongue along the length of her neck where he’d bit her.

“Juno…are you okay, love?” His golden brown eyes gazed down at her, worry darkening them, even as he stole a sweet and tender kiss, his cock hardening once more.

She wanted to say that she was fine, but the truth of the matter was that she was anything but. Something had her freaking out.

“No…I don’t think I am.” She tried to push him away as her eyes burned with tears, but he held onto her, which only heightened all her emotions, especially when she was still impaled on his forever hard cock. “Please, Greyson…let me go.”

Fuck
…her overwhelming emotions had an energy surging in her veins, and if Greyson didn’t let go of her, or if she didn’t get control of herself, she was going to end up a widow on her wedding day.

“Hey, love…what’s going on?”

Could he feel the energy building? Could he sense it? But then he pulled his cock free of her body, and shifted off of her body, his brow furrowed with sincere worry.

“You’re okay, Juno…just take a deep breath…and another.”

She did as he asked, and felt the energy start to dissipate as she sat up, his cum slipping down her thighs as her body trembled with the lingering energy of her curse.

“Come on, love… Let’s get you up off this hard floor.” He scooped her up into his arms, sending her into a worried panic that her curse would flair back to life, though luckily, it didn’t. “I’m so sorry. It was crude of me take you that way on the floor, and on our wedding night, no less. I just…wasn’t thinking straight.”

She shook her head no, not wanting him to blame himself. She was the one who was freaking out—she had been for days—when he’d done nothing but try to protect her and make her happy. “It’s my fault, Greyson—not yours. I could have just killed you. You know that, right? It’s why you never should have married me. And it was okay this time, but what about the next time? What then?”

He sat down on the edge of the bed and draped a throw around her shoulders to keep her warm, cradling her to him in his strong arms, arms she knew would always protect her. And yet she was a fucking mess, her tears finally spilling over and slipping down her cheeks.

“Hush, sweetheart… We’ll figure this out and find a way for you to control this. I swear it’ll be okay.”

Except that it wouldn’t be. And now, by getting married to Greyson, she’d dragged the pack into her mess. Greyson now knew what had happened with Atticus, but the rest of the pack didn’t, and it felt like it was just a matter of time before someone else ended up dead. “It’s all going to go to hell, Greyson—and I’m going to drag you down with me.”

Even escaping to this mountain in the middle of nowhere hadn’t spared her from her curse. She was still a danger to those around her, and that in and of itself was bad enough. But now, not only was she endangering the people who’d gone out of their way to protect her and make her feel welcome, she was also keeping things from them.

“You can’t panic—and I promise you, it will get better. We’ll figure this out. Okay?” He cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him, rather than do what she’d always done—run. “I’m not saying this will be easy or that everything’s always going to be perfect. Far from it. But we have each other now, and that’s a damn good start as far as I’m concerned.”

“It is. And I know I’ve been a royal pain in the ass and have fought you every step of the way, but…I appreciate you sticking by my side, and being more stubborn than I am.” Her lips quirked into a smile as some of the tension in her knotted muscles finally started to slip free.

Pulling her close, he bit her lip, his gold eyes bright with mischief, sending her pulse racing with a jolt of need through her body and straight to her core. “Does that mean you’re actually happy about getting married to me?”

She gave him a teasing smile, reaching down to stroke his hard cock, her body aching for him to take her again. “Happy might be pushing it—but at the moment, there’s no one else I’d rather be married to.”

Greyson did his best to hold onto what little self-control he had around Juno, though it was damn hard to do when she was stroking his cock and his head was filled with her now familiar scent—a scent that had changed ever so slightly. A change that could only mean one thing.

Their matings over the next few days would truly be just that if he didn’t wear a condom. Yet he suddenly found the urge to mate with her, to breed, was spurring him on, refusing to be denied, like a hunger after a fast, and a thirst after a desert crawl.

He knew he should tell her, knew she’d likely want to keep from getting pregnant, and yet there was a primal urge driving him that was far stronger than logic, especially when having a child together would be one more thing to solidify their marriage and their bond as fated mates.

Lying back against the pillows, he took her hand and pulled her close, guiding her onto him as she swung her leg over his lap to straddle him. With her hands on his chest, she caught the head of his cock at her entrance, and then slowly lowered her body onto his length until she’d taken him fully, her body tight around his as he filled her, her breath catching with little gasps.

“Damn, Greyson…you’re just so deep like this…and given how big you are…you already have me on the edge.” She’d yet to move beyond lowering himself onto him, simply pausing there as if to let her body adjust to his size and the fullness.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Juno…” He’d never tire of looking at her, especially when she was like this—so wanton, so taken, her red lips parting open with each breath, her lush breasts rising and falling, her pert nipples a dark rose, as her hips flared out and her sweet cunt met his hard cock, joining them as one.

And then she started to move.

She felt fucking amazing as she rocked and tilted her hips along his length, letting out a little needy whimper each time her clit brushed against the base of his cock. Unable to resist, he sat up enough to suck her nipple into his mouth, and then the other, loving how she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him close and urging him on.

With her pace quickening, he thrust up into her as he pulled her down to him, forcing her to take him deeper. She cried out in his arms as she came, raking her nails down his back, the pain setting his own orgasm free with a primal grunt, his cock pulsing his hot cum deep inside her.

“I love you, Juno. I know it seems fucking crazy, but I do.”

She brushed her fingers over his cheek and scruffy stubble as she took him in and then kissed him sweetly. “It’s not crazy, Greyson. And I may not be one hundred percent of the way there, but I promise you, I’m getting there. I just need time.”

“We have an eternity, love. And for now, I have enough love for the both of us.”

***

Greyson knew Juno was worried about the lack of control she had over her energy, knowing that she might accidentally unleash it and hurt someone again. “Come on, June bug… We’re going to try to figure out this little problem of yours.”

“You mean my curse?” Juno’s mood seemed to immediately shift to one bordering on fear and frustration. “I have no control over it, Greyson, and I refuse to take any chances when the end result could be you ending up dead.”

“It’ll be fine, June bug.” Needing to reassure her, he cradled her tightly to him, her curves pressed against his body with her legs tangled with his. “In order to hurt me, you’d have to touch me when the energy is surging, right? So we’ll just be cautious when that’s happening.”

“I suppose. Though if you need me to just call up the energy, I’ll stop you right there. I don’t really know how to get it all started.” Propped on his naked chest, she looked up at him, her brow creased and her blue eyes darkening with worry.

“Sure you do. It kicks in when you feel cornered or threatened.” Not that he was looking forward to getting her scared enough to have her power manifest itself.

With everything she’d been through, she was already pretty traumatized, and their relationship was only just starting to feel like it was on solid ground. The last thing he wanted to do was have her think of him as anything but a loving and caring mate, someone who’d protect her—not someone who was capable of jolting her fear. He just needed to find a different way to coax it forward.

“We’ll see if we can get the energy to build, and then have you try to control it.” Greyson rolled them, so she was now under his heavy muscular form, his thoughts churning as he put together a bit of a game plan. “I’m going to need you to pick a word—a safe word of sorts—that you’ll only use if you feel like the energy’s going to be unleashed, or if you truly need me to stop.”

“Greyson…I don’t know about this.” She was already looking panicked at the mere thought—and as much as he wanted to soothe her, it was exactly what he needed.

“You know you’ll always be safe with me, love.” He brushed his thumb over her lips and kissed her, his lips hard on hers with a barely restrained passion.

She broke from their kiss, her voice laced with frustration. “You’re the one I’m worried about, damn it. I have no control over this.”

When she tried to push him off, he grabbed her hands and pinned them up over her head, grabbing both wrists in one hand even as she struggled to get free, his cock hard and aching to have her once more. And though it might not be right, he was a wolf, a shifter, and the chase, the fight, the struggle…it did nothing but turn him on and get his adrenaline pumping.

“Pick a word, love.” Because they were already starting, and he needed to know just how far he could push her.

“Vespa.” When he looked at her like she’d lost her mind, she shrugged. “
What?
I’ve always wanted one. They’re cute.”

“What they are is useless up here in the mountains.” When she tried to yank her hands free, he tightened his grip on her wrists, hoping her frustration would release the energy. “You’re not going to get free, love. You’re mine—and right now, you’re at my mercy and I’m going to have my way with you. I need you to think about how it feels when the energy starts to build, and then try to pull that energy forward.”

She struggled against him, but instead of letting her go, he used his knees and thighs to shift her legs apart, nestling his body between them as he bit her neck, hoping the flicker of pain would increase the energy.

“Greyson…
it’s starting
. Let go of me.”

“Try to keep it reined in, love. Focus on it…let it build while keeping it contained.” Running his free hand up her leg, he grabbed her ass and buried his cock in her tight cunt, taking her rough and hard.

“I can’t.”

Greyson slowed his thrusts, needing her to get control of what was happening inside her body. “You can do this, Juno… Feel the energy so you’re one with it…and then pull it back…let it build and then try to gather it into a tight ball.”

He gave her a moment more, and then started to take her hard once again, raking his teeth over her pulse to try to spur on that energy so she’d have the chance to learn to contain it. She cried out and struggled against him, as he tried to coach her through it, hoping that something would work.

“I think it’s working.” She wrapped her legs around his thighs, as if to slow his thrusts, even though he knew he just had to push her harder.

“I’m going to need you to focus.” He pulled free of her body, and quickly flipped her onto her stomach before shifting her legs apart with his knees and burying his cock deep inside her once more.

With her hands finally free, she knotted the sheets in her fists as he lowered his body to hers, slipping one hand between her legs to stroke her clit as the other gently closed around her neck, his thrusts quickening. He swore she nearly spoke her safe word, but then she was coming, crying out as he joined her once more with his cock buried deep inside her. They finally stilled as the last tremors of their orgasms faded, and he pulled free of her body, scooping her into his arms once more, and holding her tight as he pressed tender kisses to her forehead.

“I’ve got you, love. You did amazing.” He was worried it’d been too much for her, and yet…he knew she’d feel better if she finally managed to get control of this thing. “How are you holding up?”

“It was overwhelming, Greyson.” She let out a ragged breath that was fraught with barely controlled emotion, making him wish she didn’t have to go through this. Yet he knew their options were few, and she was strong. She’d somehow manage. “But…I think I started to get the hang of it toward the end.”

“I knew you could do it, June bug.”