His Trouble Maker

Chapter 155

JESSICA

“Does it hurt?”

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| swallow hard so Grayson can’t hear how much | break seeing him wounded like this. Shit. | wipe my eyes before

the tears can fall.

“Hey, are you crying? Ugh,” Grayson tries to reach for my face but he just couldn't. The fight is so close and |

thought I'll fucking lose him.

He's sitting on the edge of the bed, his shirt ripped, blood trickling down his temple. | grab the first-aid kit from

the dresser, my hands trembling as | rummage through it for antiseptic. “It's fine,” he mutters, but | know he’s

lying. | crouch in front of him, dabbing the cut with a cotton pad, and he hisses, his hand gripping the edge of the

mattress. “Sorry,” | murmur, my fingers brushing his skin. “I was greedy, Grayson.”

| wanted too much. To the point that | almost lost everything that | have.

His eyes meet mine, intense, searching, and for a moment, the world narrows to just us. My hand moves from his

thigh to his chest, feeling the beat of his heart beneath my palm. Alive. He's alive.

| have to tell myself that.

But for how long?

| can’t stop replaying it-the fight, the way he lunged, the way he looked when he turned back to me, wild and

furious. | can’t stop wondering if I'm going to wake up one day and he’ll be gone.

His hand slides up my arm, fingers tightening around my wrist. “Stop thinking,” he says, his voice rough

But | can’t stop. My hands clutch at his shirt, trembling as | sob into his chest. “I thought | was going to lose

you,” | choke out. “You can’t do that to me, Grayson. You can’t. | can't-"

He cutsoff, tilting my chin up with a rough touch. His eyes are dark, intense, as he givesa kiss. It’s not

soft-it's desperate, messy, like he’s trying to say everything he can’t put into words. My fingers curl into his

shoulders, pulling him closer as if he'll disappear if | let go. His hands slide down my back, gripping my waist like

he’s holding ontojust as tightly. | feel a shiver run through him, or maybe it's me-I can’t tell

nyHuHe

“I'm here,” he murmurs against my lips, his voice rough, breaking. Tim not going anywhere.” But his words don’t

calm me. Instead, they pull another sob from my chest. He kissesagain, harder this time, like he’s trying to

swallow the pain, the fear, everything His hands move to cradle my face, his thumbs brushing away my tears,

but they just keep coming

“You scared me,” | whisper, my vone shaking “You can’t-you can’t just durow yourself into danger like that

Not without me”

He doesn’t answer Instead, he leans his forehead against mine, his breath warm and uneven. | love you so

much

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His lips leave mine, trailing down my jaw, my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. My breath hitches as his

hands slide under my shirt, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist. | feel his heart pounding against my chest,

matching the frantic rhythm of my own.

“Grayson,” | whisper, my voice trembling.

He pulls back just enough to look at me, his eyes wild and full of something I can’t quite name. Without a word,

he liftsoff the ground, carryingto the bed like | weigh nothing. He laysdown gently, his hands never

leaving my skin.

“You're hurt, please?”

Grayson doesn’t answer, just kissesagain, his lips soft but insistent. His hands move to the buttons of my

shirt, fumbling with them until they're undone. His fingers brush against my bare skin, and I shiver.

But then, he stops. His hands still, his breathing ragged as he looks at me. His eyes roam over my face, my body,

like he’s memorizing every inch of me.

“You're beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice so low it’s almost a growl.

My cheeks flush, and | can’t help but look away. But he catches my chin, forcingto meet his gaze.

“Look at me,” he demands, his voice soft but firm.

| do. And what | see in his eyes takes my breath away. There's something raw, something almost desperate in

the way he’s looking at me. “I love you,” Grayson whispers again, trailing more kisses into my skin.

Goddess, what is he doing to me?

| can’t hold back anymore.

Grayson'’s lips slide lower, mouth painting heat across my stomach, and | hate how easily | give it to him- how

my legs fall open the second he grunts my nlike that. He grabs my thigh, forces it wider, tiltsback, and |

let him.

Goddess, | let him.

| should fight-1 should scream, shove him off, remind him what he did-but my back arches instead. My breath

catches.

1 look up and he’s watchinglike he’s starving, like this is the only thing keeping him alive.

My wounded alpha.

Blood is still drying on his skin, his hands still shaking from war, and he’s here-pinningopen like it’s the only

way to prove he made it bark

Tm spent. He growled in my car, canines grazing against my carlobe | need to feel something, Jess

My core clenched, understanding what he needs fromMake it hurt, | said

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| don’t care if he’s bleeding, or if this is his way of bleeding out what's left of his rage.

Right now, all | want is him.

Even this angry version of him.

Grayson chuckled lowly. ” Are you sure?”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He's teasing my entrance with his cock, makinga desperate whimpering mess.

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“Grayson!” | howled, pushing my hips just so he could already push himself inside me. This is torture. “Fuck me,

please.”

“You're so impatient,” he murmured, his lips grazing my ear. “What's the rush?”

| bit my lip, trying to stifle the moan threatening to escape as he dipped his fingers lower, teasingin ways

that made my head spin.

“I need-" | started, but he cutoff with a low laugh.

“You need what?” he asked, his tone dripping with mock innocence. | glared at him, but it only made him chuckle

harder.

He didn’t makewait any longer. With a groan, he pushed into me, slow and deep, until | felt him everywhere.

My breath caught, and | moaned, the sound catching in my throat as he filledcompletely.

“That's it,” he said, his lips brushing against my ear. “You takeso fucking well.”

| couldn’t speak, couldn’t think-all | could do was feel. His movements were possessive, almost primal, as if he

was claiming every inch of me. And | wanted him to. | wanted him to erase everything else, to makeforget

anything but this moment.

“Tellhe murmured, his breath hot against my skin. “Tellhow it feels.”

“It's it's too much,” | managed to say, my voice breaking as he pushed deeper.

“Too much?” he asked, his voice teasing. “Or not enough?”

“I don’t know,” | gasped, my hands clutching at his shoulders. “I don’t know anymore.”

His laws dug into my hips, not enough to break skin, but enough to letknow he was holding back-just barely

| whimpered, my nails raking down his back, scratching at the muscle there. He growled low in his Duroat, the

sound vibrating through me

“You're mine,” he snarled, his voice rough, almost feral “Say it”

| gasped, my head falling back as he hit a spot that made my vision blur “Yours.” | choked out, the word a

desperate plea “Always yours

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His lips crashed into mine, hungry and demanding, his tongue claiming my mouth just as his body was claiming

the rest of me. | couldn't think, couldn't breathe-all I could do was cling to him, willing him to take everything, to

makeforget the world outside.

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