Page 78 of A Lick of Flame

“You might regret it,” he warns, his eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation. Then he pushes a lock of hair behind my ear, trailing his finger around the edge of the shell of my ear.

“I won’t. I would regret us never happening. We deserve to happen.” I pull my dress over my head…or try to. Instead, I get stuck in the folds of lace and cotton.

I giggle.

Orion helps me out of the thing, leaving me in my thin shift.

He lays me down on my bedroll and covers me with his massive body, holding himself poised above me. He keeps his eyes on mine all the while. “You can change your mind at any moment. You tell me to stop, and I will.”

“I know.”

“Your tether will be broken.”

I swallow thickly, hating the idea. I nod anyway. “This is better than going hunting for a witch we may never find for a cure she might not even have. The tether needs to be broken, one way or another.”

“It does, but know that this has nothing to do with breaking a tether. It’s about you and me.”

I make a noise in agreement as Orion kisses me softly on the lips before peppering kisses down my neck.

I thread my fingers into his thick hair.

I gasp as his mouth closes over one of my nipples through my thin, cotton shift. I feel the tugging of his lips between my legs. How is that even possible?

My eyes widen, and my breath comes in pants.

Orion kisses me again. “We’re going to take it slow,” he mutters against my mouth.

“Yes…okay,” I moan.

“I need to get you ready for me.”

I make a humming noise of agreement, even though I’m not sure what he means. At this point, I don’t care. I groan when his hand clasps my sex. My shift is in the way, which doesn’t matter because his hand feels good against me. He does something with his finger, making my hips rock a little, trying to…trying… I’m not sure why I’m doing it, only that it feels right. I moan.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes.” I kiss him, rocking myself against his hand. “It’s good.”

Orion pulls back. “I’m going to kiss you again.”

I pucker my lips, but he laughs. “Down there.”

“Down…where?” My eyes go wide.

Orion scoots down my body. He lifts my shift as he does. My legs are wide open. I don’t feel an ounce of self-consciousness or embarrassment. Not when his eyes flare with heat. Or when his jaw tightens. Orion wants me. All I feel is acute anticipation.

He lowers himself between my legs. His hot breath hits me right there, where I instinctively need him most. My sex is throbbing to the point of pain. It makes me want to squirm, but I force myself to hold still. He’s looking at me. Just staring with awe in his eyes. Just when I think he isn’t going to do anything, he does.

He lowers, and my back bows. A choked noise is dragged from me when he suckles on me. It starts from between my legs, going right up my spine. I moan each time he licks or suckles. I can’t help it.

It’s good.

It’s better than I imagined it would be.

“Oh…Orion.” I sound shocked, my hands closing tightly on his head. My head falls back, and my mouth falls open.

It doesn’t take long before I’m making ghastly noises that turn downright obscene when he pushes his finger inside me. He moves it in and out in time with his mouth. His wonderful mouth…his talented tongue…him.

Orion is watching me from his position between my legs; his eyes are filled with an intensity I've never seen before. He knows what he’s doing to me. Without warning, he picks up the pace. My moans become more frantic, more desperate. My hips are bucking against him, but I can’t make myself stop. I’m grasping his hair, but I can’t let go. I can’t take my eyes off his, and then I can’t open them at all.

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