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“Shh,” he whispered against her leg, his tongue pressing to the searing hot skin as he trailed his way up. He slid his other hand between her and the bed, squeezing the full mound of her asscheek. She arched her back, grinding her rear into his palm. He paused, willing the impulses firing from his dick to his eyelids to calm the fuck down.

When he bent to her again, it was to run the flat of his tongue up her slit, long and slow, and it made her roll like a wave beneath him. The hand curled into the blanket was suddenly in his hair, pulling a fistful of it in a demanding yank. Orion complied, burying his face in her soaking warmth. He nipped at her clit gently, then hard enough to draw a hoarse yelp that was followed by the shoving of her hips at his mouth as his tongue worked against her.

He moved his other hand underneath her to join the first, now grabbing two handfuls of her ass to pull her closer.

“Orion, I—”

“Quiet.”

Hearing his name from her lips like this threatened to break him. Shadows of violent threads constricted around his ribs, and he couldn’t afford that. He was already digging his fingers into her flesh to what was surely the point of pain. He couldn’t wait to see the bruises.

His tongue and lips and teeth worked at her, coaxing her forward. All of her trembled like a humming, buzzing thing, poised on a precipice she was still afraid to face.

He’d make her face it.

She cried out when he shoved two fingers inside her, but just as fast she contracted around them. He propped himself on an elbow, maintaining an even rhythm, and shifted to work this thumb over her swollen clit with each thrust.

“You’re going to come for me, Kaia.”

Her outline shook its head vigorously, and he responded by intensifying his thrusts.

“Stop fighting it. I can make you.”

She was ready for it now, he could feel by the way her drenched walls spasmed around him as he finger-fucked her. Orion moved back down, pressing his textured tongue against the nub of her clit.

Her long, desperate moan, when it came, did so through clenched teeth when she finally let go. Her legs slammed closed around the sides of his head, securing him in a trembling vise as she bucked into him. He grunted in surprise when hot liquid splattered his face, but kept working her cunt with his fingers, adding a third as she ground herself into him, riding out her orgasm. His lips were latched to her clit, licking, tugging, drinking her release. The surrounding air hammered with the rhythm of her pulse.

At last, her legs loosened from his head, falling limp, and she released the death grip she had on his hair.

“Damn, had no idea you were a squirter,” Orion mumbled against her soaked pussy before pushing himself up to collapse on his back beside her.

This just kept getting better.

He adjusted his erection, the spikes there already protruded and beaded with exorin. He closed his eyes, fighting to calm his ragged breath.

Would there be fields on their New Earth to roam and hunt? Would there be wind in the fields, whipping the flames of her hair around her face like a violent halo?

“You’re different.” Her voice cracked when she finally spoke.

“So are you.”

Orion took a couple of minutes to bring himself down, savoring her juices on his lips. The silence stretched between them until he thought she might be asleep, but he couldn’t help himself. He had to ask. “Why aren’t you scared anymore?”

She turned to face him in the darkness.

“Because I think I’m immune to you, Orion.”

CHAPTER46

KAIA

“Idon’t think I can be addicted to your exorin,” she said.

Kaia felt his stare even through the blackness.

It was true. It had to be. She felt him doing it, pushing his fluid into her with his fingers mere minutes ago. Her pussy clenched at the thought of it—the fullness she’d felt as his hand filled her up. And she wasn’t afraid, because she knew.

Something was changing. Kaia would never let him know it, but she’d never forgive Orion for theZenith. She couldn’t afford forgiveness. But it was useless denying her attraction at this point. The evidence was all over her, drying between her legs.

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