Page 8 of Underworld
“Come here, little star…” He pulled me to him and skimmed his lips down my neck, sending shivers of sensation through me that twined with the golden heat already turning my blood into molten. “You’re so beautiful. I didn’t think it was possible for you to be any more alluring than you already were, but now…” He stroked my feathers once more, while his free hand slid under my skirt from behind. “Now you’re so radiant it almost hurts to look at you.” He raked his teeth over sensitive skin, then breathed me in. “You’re complete in your power now—whole. The angelic side of you is so beautiful, so powerful.”
“I’m still not…whole,” I argued, even if I hated to admit it, Orion needed to know the truth.
He eyed me from his lashes.
“Cole…” I explained. Anger flared in his gaze and I stroked his cheek. “He’s a part of me, a part of this, just as you are, Orion. It’ll be difficult to forgive him if he has brought you pain, but he’s a demon, Orion. We can’t expect him to be anything but what he is.”
“He’s tainted the Virtue bond,” Orion growled, pressing a hand to the small of my back to bring me in close. “It’s corrupted from the darkness he carries with him; the darkness and the rage.”
“He’s not the only one with darkness,” I reminded him. There was a reason I would have picked someone like Cole as my Virtue.
I wasn’t perfect.
Far from it.
That darkness burned deep in my heart and called to a demon of rage, something I would have to come to terms with, and soon.
Not that I had to like it.
I saw the doubt in Orion’s gaze but he only nodded, choosing to trust me. I wished I had the same faith in myself.
The ground began to rock and shudder once more.
“What is that?” I asked Orion. He wrapped his arms around my waist, steadying me. I could have protested that I didn’t need the support, but it felt to good to have him all around me.
“Demonspawn attacks.” He adjusted his stance, broad legs braced wide to counter the quaking ground. “It’s gotten worse since we merged with Monster Academy.Some of the lower regions of Hell have given their loyalty to Luc over your mother and the Academy is the last line of defense. She knew you would come back, you know. She never stopped believing it, even if others gave up.”
Mouth dry, I gazed up at him. “Others, such as you?”
He nuzzled my neck, his kiss an unspoken apology. “I’ll never lose faith in you again, little star. You’re my goddess and I never should have doubted you in the first place.”
Lips soft and gentle, he kissed me behind the ear, then pressed another along my jawline, the corner of my mouth, before he finally licked the lower curve of my lip and teased me into opening for him.
“I’m your devoted follower, Lily.” He ended the kiss far too soon and lowered me to the ground.
Gaze on mine, he sank to his knees.
Oh gods…
Sensation quivered as he traced his fingers along my calves. “Let me worship you, my goddess.”
I was about to tell him to get up—we didn’t have time for this. “Didn’t you say something about Demonspawn attacks?”
Ignoring me, he nudged me down. Feeling the surface behind me, I gave in and found myself in the throne he’d occupied just minutes earlier.
He kissed a path up my inner thigh, his hands working my skirt higher until I was bare from the waist down.
I had to flex and adjust my wings and he helped, seeming to know instinctively how I should hold them—and his assistance was most welcome, because once my skirt was high enough, Orion dipped his head and licked me between the thighs, pushing them wider with no warning or preparation before he faced-bombed and went for the slick wet heat, his tongue coming out to circle my clit with a born seducer’s skill.
“Orion!” I cried as I arched against the sudden sensation, dazed as the pleasure wrenched me into the here and now, away from the confusion of the Virtue bond.
From Cole.
For just those moments, it was simply Orion and me, connecting.
He pushed two fingers into my folds and twisted while he caught my nub between his teeth.
He worked me with his seduction, his skill, and his magic. Pleasure scourged through me and left little behind as my world spun. He shoved me to the edge of climax, making me teeter on the cliff of ecstasy.
