Kidnapped by my mate (Belle and Grayson) novel Chapter 30

Kidnapped by My Mate

Chapter 30

BELLE

The next morning, I woke up to the feeling of Grayson squeezing the absolute life out of me from behind.

I attempted to shift my weight to find a more comfortable position, but he was making it impossible with how tightly he was holding me. It wasn’t painful, but it was very uncomfortable.

“Grayson,” I said, trying to wake him up. I rubbed his arms that were wrapped around me. “Grayson, wake up.”

I noticed as I continued to caress him that his entire b*dy was shaking and that long, dark hair was growing out of his skin. He was close to shifting. I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel his hot breath on my n*eck and hear his low growling in my ear. What was happening? He must have been dreaming.

With eve

passing second, his grip was becoming tighter and tighter. I knew that I had to wake him up or he would literally squeeze me to death.

I leaned down as far as I could and pressed a k*ss to his arm, then another one. Small huffs came from Grayson with every k*ss I pressed to his skin. His arms loosened the tiniest bit.

I continued to k*ss his arms and hands, then began to lick and suck. His growls turned into

groans.

His hold on me loosened to a normal level, and I breathed out a sigh of relief.

But then he threw one of his legs over me and buried his face into my n*eck and hair. I could tell that he was still asleep. I could feel something hard poking my butt. Uh–oh.

I grabbed onto one of his hands and traced the lines on his palm. “Grayson,” I whispered. He huffed and stirred a bit. I brought his hand up and k*ssed his palm softly. “Grayson, I need you to wake up.”

When he didn’t move yet again, I slowly turned my b*dy so I could face him. This proved to be very difficult as Grayson growled and tightened his arms around me once again in his sleep. G

UNLIMITED atever he was dreaming about must have been pretty intense.

Once I was facing him, I noticed how stressed he seemed to be. His face was tight and set in a

nd his entire b*dy was rigid and unmoving event for his ranid breathing and trembling.

When he didn’t move yet again, I slowly turned my b*dy so I could face him. This proved to be very difficult as Grayson growled and tightened his arms around me once again in his sleep.

Whatever he was dreaming about must have been pretty intense.

Once I was facing him, I noticed how stressed he seemed to be. His face was tight and set in a frown, and his entire b*dy was rigid and unmoving except for his rapid breathing and trembling. I didn’t like seeing him like this. I didn’t want him to be stressed out or to be having a bad dream.

I found myself lifting my hands from between us and running them over his face. I caressed the frown lines and traced his jaw, mouth, nose, and eyes.

His face was gorgeous, and I found myself wanting to memorize and touch every part of it.

He relaxed a little bit, but his breathing was still coming out in quick pants. I leaned my forehead against his.

“Grayson, wake up.”

He stirred a bit but didn’t open his eyes. I groaned. Man, can this guy sleep.

It would have been kind of adorable, but I really needed to go to the bathroom. And Grayson squeezing me definitely wasn’t helping.

So I did the only thing I could think of: I placed a gentle k*ss on his n*eck. And then I continued up to his face–to his jaw and around his l*ps.

I felt guilty k*ssing him without his consent, but I didn’t stop. I mean, I was molesting the guy while he slept, but I loved the feeling of his skin on my l*ps.

It sent electric shocks through my system and made my brain all foggy. Plus, I was sure that he wouldn’t have minded if he were awake.

I finally k*ssed his l*ps. Fireworks exploded as I moved my l*ps against his. It took my breath

away.