"Dad!" I yelled as I hurried down the hall with the towel clutched tightly under my arm.

There was no reply but his phone didn't stop ringing either. Letting out a huff, I stormed into his room and started searching for his phone which I found on the dresser.

I frowned down at the name on the screen. Who the hell's Mountain man?

Pressing the button, I raised the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

Silence greeting me.

"Hello?"

I pulled the phone away from my ear and glanced down at the screen to make sure that the call hadn't been disconnected.

"Hello?" I said again. "Look if—"

"Can I speak to your father?" a man asked. "Silas. Can I speak to Silas?"

I swallowed, feeling slightly unnerved by the voice of the man on the other side of the phone.

"Yeah." I cleared my throat. "Just hold on while I find him."

With the phone clenched tightly in my free hand, I hurried out of the room and towards the stairs. Jason was just climbing up the stairs when I reached it. We both froze the moment he glanced up.

Green eyes slowly trailed over my body.

A low whistle fell from his lips. "Jesus, Eva. Please go put something on."

My eyes narrowed. "I am wearing something."

"A towel that's too small for you."

I rolled my eyes. "Where's dad?" I asked.

"In the living room with Alpha Grayson."

Grayson's here?

My lips curled into a smile. He was adamant about ignoring the attraction between us, but would he be able to ignore me if I paraded around in only a towel?

"I know that look," Jason muttered.

I ignored him but he grabbed my arm when I moved past him. My eyes snapped up to his and widened.

"You're playing with fire, Eva," he growled.

"Let go!" I twisted my arm to free it. "There's someone on the phone for Dad."

"Then give me the phone and I'll take it to him."

"I'll do it."

With a low growl he let go of my arm and stormed into his room. I winced when he slammed the door shut behind him.

"Asshole."

I made my way down the stairs and headed towards the living room.

Both men had their backs to me. They were bent over Jason's laptop on the coffee table. Grayson tensed and slowly sat up, but he didn't turn around. I loved the fact that he could sense when I was near.

"Daddy." I leaned over the back of the couch and held the phone next to his ear. "There's someone on the phone for you."

"Who is it?" Dad asked as he took the phone. One glance at the screen had him standing. "Excuse me, I need to take this," he said.

Without looking at us, he got up and walked out of the room. I hurried over to the window when I heard the back door closing. Pulling the curtain aside, I peeked out. Dad stood with his back to the house and the phone pressed to his ear. I was curious to know what he was saying and who the mountain man was.

A throat cleared behind me.

I'd completely forgotten about Grayson. I slowly turned away from the window to face him.

Colour flooded my cheeks as I watched him watching me. Our eyes locked and held for a few seconds before his eyes dropped to trail over my body.

His reaction wasn't the same as Jason's.

Grayson's jaw was clenched and a muscle twitched in his cheek. His hands were curled into fists on his thighs as he leaned back on the couch.

"Hey Alpha Grayson," I greeted a little breathlessly.

"Eva," he growled.

Goosebumps broke out all over my skin as shivers raced down my spine. I could feel my nipples beading against the thin towel and I knew that he could see it too.

His nostrils flared.

One moment he was sitting on the couch and in the blink of an eye he was standing in front of me. He was close enough to feel his body heat but he didn't reach out to touch me.

I swallowed loudly. "W-what are you?" I wondered out loud.

Grayson reached up as if he wanted to touch me but then decided against it because he dropped his arm and gave me a cruel smile.

"I'm not a boy," he growled. "I don't like playing games. You can't seduce me by walking around in a towel."

"What should I do then?" I asked him.

"You tell me straight. You walk up to me and you fucking tell me what you want. No games, Eva."

For a moment I was shocked speechless.

All I could do was blink at him. Only a few days ago he'd told me that I wasn't made for his world and now he was telling me that I should tell him straight.

I pushed the confusing thoughts away.

There was only a few seconds of hesitation and then I moved. I threw my arms around his neck and smashed my lips on his.

Grayson was ready for me because he easily caught me.

His chest rumbled against mine, sending more shivers down my spine. It sounded different—scarier—which only turned me on more.

My tongue swiped across his bottom lips for entrance. Grayson gripped my hips in a bruising hold as he moved. In the next second my back slammed against the wall and his lips detached from mine. I opened my eyes to look at him but he was already lowering his head to my neck.

My body jerked as he nipped at my skin with canines that never seemed to disappear.

"Kiss me," I growled.

"No."

I froze for a moment but then his tongue was swiping across my skin as one of his hands slid over my ass and between my legs. Grayson wasn't gentle when he plunged a finger inside my pussy.

"How many cocks have you had in this tight little pussy of yours?" he questioned against my ear. "One? Two?"

"Around a dozen," I lied.

He growled. My eyes widened when he lowered me to the floor and took a step back.

"What. . ." I trailed off when his hands dropped to his pants.

"A dozen, huh?" Grayson's lips curled up into a smirk. "Then you must be a pro at sucking cock too."

"I—"

"I told you that I don't like it when people lie to me."

Words deserted me when he pulled his hard length from his pants. Shifters were known to be well endowed but nothing could've prepared me for the sight of his cock.

Grayson was hung—thick and long with balls that matched. Bigger than any dick I'd ever seen.

"Do you have a permit for that thing?"

He raised an eyebrow but remained silent. His hand shot out to grip the back of my neck. A gasp fell from my lips when he spun me around.

"Hands on the wall," he growled. "Bent at the waist and stick your ass out."

I thought I was going to give him head? Shaking my head, I hesitated before I followed his instructions. The position made me blush. I was exposed in a way I'd never been exposed before.

His hands gripped my hips and slowly slid down.

Grayson spread my ass cheeks apart with his big hands. My mouth dropped open when a raspy tongue licked my pussy from clit to my entrance. The tip of his tongue dipped inside for a few seconds before disappearing.

"If you have taken so many cocks then I don't need to prepare you, do I?" Grayson asked as he stood.

The head of his cock brushed along my pussy lips, making panic flare inside me. There was no way he would fit without—

My mind blanked when he slowly started to enter me. My body resisted the thick intrusion but a little coaxing had him sinking deeper.

It was a tight fit.

The deeper he went, the more painful it got.

A whimper fell from my lips before I could stop it. Grayson froze for a few seconds before he started moving again. His thrusts were shallow and slow.

I should be grateful that he wasn't forcing my body to take all of him, but something was missing.

There wasn't a connection.

It felt like it had felt with all the other guys I had sex with.

Impersonal.

Shallow.

And a little painful.

"This is why I told you that it's a bad idea."

Grayson stopped moving and pulled out of my body. Gentle hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up until I stood on shaky legs. His lips brushed my shoulder.

"All there will ever be between us is an attraction."

I turned to face him but my eyes dropped down the front of his body to his still hard cock. For a few seconds shock held me frozen. The tip of his cock was covered in blood.

My lips parted but no words escaped.

He guided me backwards until my back hit the wall and then he crouched in front of me. Reaching out, he gripped my leg and guided it over his shoulder.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm going to heal you."

I watched with wide eyes as he closed the space between my pussy and his face. His hands gripped my ass a second before his tongue entered me.

My eyes fluttered closed and my head dropped back. I buried my hands in his hair as I rocked my hips against his mouth.

Grayson's tongue swirled around the inside of my pussy—licking every inch he could reach before withdrawing to do the same with my slit and then flicking over my clit.

Pleasure washed through me but it was cut short by my Dad's sudden explosion.

"What the fuck are you fucking doing?"