“Is this the hunt you were talking about earlier?” I ask. “Am I your prey?”
“No,” he says,clearlymissing my attempt at roleplay. “When this is over, I’ll take you to Wildervane, set you running in the forest…then, I’ll truly hunt you.”
“And what will you do when you catch me?” I ask.
He chuckles again. “I’ll bend you over a stone in the woods and fuck you until you’re unable to speak—that is, if you ask me to.”
“Yes,” I gasp. “Orion, please.”
He does as I ask; he reaches down to unbuckle his armor, shedding it quickly. He’s beautiful like this, all bronze scales and green glint. His tail winds around my leg, hitching it up to my shoulder as he rubs his cocks against me, the brushes at the tip agonizing on my clit.
“Do you want me to hold you as I would a Mlok female?” he asks. “To keep you still with tooth and claw?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “I’m—ah!”
His jaws latch onto my shoulder—again, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to still me—just as his claws bite into the thigh not held by his tail. His cocks rub against my core, his hips rolling. In the past, he’s always fucked me from behind…not like this.
“Do you want me in both of your holes, Fiona?” he asks, his teeth pressing into my flesh. “To hold you like this? Torutyou here on the floor?”
“Please,” I beg.
And that’s exactly what he does.
His upper phallus spears into my cunt, the bristles at the tip grazing my g-spot, while the lower, smaller one penetrates my ass. It must have some kind of natural lubricant, because it glides in smoothly, and I groan at the sudden fullness. I want to move, to writhe under him, but he holds me still and close in those powerful jaws, biting down just slightly.
He’s telling me not to move. Fucking me like I’m his mate.
I’m…fuck, this game we play is starting to get to me.
And when he starts to roll his hips in that agonizing way he always does, I’m already tumbling to the edge of an orgasm. Filled in two places at once, his claws in my flesh, his teeth on my shoulder, pressing sharp. It’s easy to lose myself in this rhythm of pain and pleasure and a touch of fear, and I forget all about the world as my orgasm builds.
He seems to sense it, and bites down harder.
I come with a cry, just as Orion releases me from his jaws. I move right away, and feel the tug of his claws in my thigh–so he releases that too, making the tiny little puncture wounds sting. I see blood on his claws as he pulls them up to his face andlicks them cleanwith his long, forked tongue.
But he’s still fucking me harder, faster, deeper. I groan as I fall into the pleasure, then as I feel his tongue on the shell of my ear, then his cocks pulsing inside me.
He lets out a rumbling groan into my ear as he comes, shuddering against me. I hold him close, not wanting him to pull out just yet as his orgasm subsides. It’s uncomfortable on the floor, sure, but I’m still lost in the chaos of fucking him, and I don’t want to come back to the real world.
I’m not ready to be the queen again yet.
I just want another few seconds as his mate.
He finally eases out of me and lifts me in his arms to deposit me on the bed, curling up next to me. I know he doesn’t sleep in a bed himself; he prefers the nests of the Mlok, alcoves carved into the wall. But I appreciate him joining me here, so I press my cheek against the scales on his chest, feeling the muscle underneath.
“Perhaps,” he says quietly, “you should consider that some encounters require subtlety. Gentleness. Patience.”
I prop myself on my elbow with a frown. “You think I made a mistake in how I dealt with Xanthos earlier?”
“No,” he says. “With your pilot.”
Well,that’sunexpected. Normally I don’t talk about the other men when one of them is in my bed—especiallyif it’s Ryker that’s joined me. But Orion seems all too happy to discuss Kye with me, and I haven’t even mentioned the kiss.
“You…you know about that?” I ask.
He snorts. “I’m a skilled hunter,” he says. “I could smell the human all over you when you returned from the port.”
“And you’re okay with it?”