Page 26 of Mistress of Hours

He wore only his tailored pants still, and Evienne found enough clarity in the haze of her pleasure to reach for the buttons around his waist. He let her unfasten them, and as they fell to the ground, she caught sight of him fully hard for her.

She groaned, pushing against Orion’s chest gently with her palm. She guided him back toward her bed before giving him one last nudge to lay back. She stood between his legs as they draped over the end of the bed and just looked at him. He was magnificent; all sharp lines and clean angles. He was slender but corded with muscle, graceful and strong.

She let her hand drift to his erection. She could barely wrap her fingers all the way around him as she began to slowly stroke him.She watched the muscles of his abdomen tensing in response to her movements. He seemed just as affected by her touch as she was by his.

Standing there, with this beautiful man at her mercy, Evienne suddenly felt the overwhelming need to have him inside her.

She climbed onto the bed, kneeling astride him. “Is this what you want?” She asked him.

“I am desperate to be connected with you, love, please, let me feel you,” Orion answered in a rush.

Evienne took him in her hand and positioned him at her entrance, not taking time to process his words other than “please”. She was so wet, but she still had to rock her hips several times to work the head of his cock into her because of his size.

Orion stared at her as she worked to take him, his brow creased, soft moans escaping him with each movement she made.

Slowly, she sank further and further down his length, until he was finally fully seated inside her. The feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced; she could feel her orgasm at the edge of her mind just from taking all of him.

She waited a moment, adjusting, and then began to slowly circle her hips, keeping him deep inside her. She continued this torment and held her breath, letting the sound of Orion’s soft moans settle into her mind. She kept going until she could barely stand it, when Orion put two of his fingers against her clitoris. The movement of her hips against his fingers was too much, and she came undone, her orgasm tearing through her. Her toes tingled as her cunt squeezed impossibly tighter around Orion’s thick cock.

“Fuck,” Orion whispered, panting, as he grabbed her hips and rolled them, staying deep inside her. “Should I pull out?” He asked, breathless.

“No, I use protection,” she answered quickly.

He began moving then, rutting into her with short, deep thrusts that stroked her in exactly the right spot. He was going to make her finish again.

“Evienne, you feel so good; you’re taking me so well.”

“Orion, I’m going to come again,” Evienne moaned.

Orion’s thrusts became less even, and Evienne’s pleasure crested. She pulsed around him, and the fit of his cock inside her somehow became even more intense. Just as Evienne noticed the tightness of his fit inside her increasing, Orion buried himself fully inside her and groaned as he came.

The sensation of his release was overwhelming; he was impossibly tight inside her, and she could feel the heat of his seed filling her. They were both breathless, staring at each other in the afterglow of their orgasms, when Orion moved to pull out—and a look of panic crossed his face.

“What is it, is something wrong?” Evienne asked, a pulse of worry rushing through her addled brain as she attempted to lean up on her elbows to peer at the place their bodies were still joined.

“No, no, I uh…” Orion eased himself down over her, kissing her neck and smoothing a hand over her hair.His touch was gentle, but Evienne was confused.

“I’ve knotted you.”

“You’vewhat?!” Evienne couldn’t keep the surprise from her voice. She wiggled her body, attempting to pull away from him, only to be met with resistance and another wave of pleasure that took her breath away.

“It’s alright, just stay still. I’m so sorry, Evienne, I would have warned you if I thought this was a possibility,” Orion said, gently rolling them onto their sides, every inch of movement sending shockwaves of sensation through Evienne’s body. Orion moaned, and she felt more of his seed spilling into her.

“Please explain,” she panted, now looking into his face fully.She knew she must look as horrified as she was feeling.

“Evienne, I—” Orion began, clearly lost for words. She watched him for a moment before she reached up to brush his hair away from his sweat-damp face.Her own worry was reflected in his features.

“This can only happen between Còmhanam.”

Chapter Twenty

“Betweenwhat?” Eviennetried desperately to keep the panic from her voice, but she knew she must be failing miserably. They still lay side-by-side, locked together.

His face was mere inches from hers, and he wore an expression of worry tinged with awe.“Còmhanam are a topic of many of our folktales; I had no idea that the bond could be real, let alone without my magic. They were said to be so rare, only once a century did a pair of Tuanadair find their soulmate. I believed it was a myth perpetuated by disillusioned romantics, I didn’t know…” Orion let his hand drift to cup her face as he spoke, his expression relaxing.

Evienne wished she could relax, but his words refused to fully process in her mind. “I’m so sorry, but what does any of that have to do with you beingstuck inside meright now? It seems debating if it’s real or not may not be worth our time at this point.”

“The… anatomical differences we are currently experiencing are one of the main tells. Some Tuanadair have a knot that appears only when mating with their Còmhanam; others, who have vaginal anatomy, apparently have an internal version that forms to achieve the same latching effect. The knot, in my case, has swollen so that we cannot separate—it is believed to function to increase the likelihood of conception.” The worry was back on Orion’s face as he explained.

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