Kaia needed to sever the link he had with her mother. Easier said than done.
“Orion, I need you to promise me that you’ll remember I freed you from her spell.”
His eyes narrowed. “Whose spell?” He looked around, seeming once again to grow larger. “I don’t sense any danger.”
“No, it’s something that was done to you. I’m going to fix it.”
His tension melted away, and he smiled at her. “Oh, sure, babe.”
“Babe?”
“Do whatever you want to me. I trust you.” He wiggled his brows and yawned again. “But hurry so we can get a quickie in before I sack out.”
“Right. A quickie.” A glance at the bulge between his legs showed he was ready for some fun.
She ignored her blush and put one hand on his chest and reached the other toward his forehead. “I need you to sit on the couch.”
He sat, and she once again placed her hands on his chest and head. Orion took that as an invitation to snuggle against her, his face pressing lovingly between her breasts.
“Oh yeah. We definitely need some quality private time. You are so soft, Sabine.”
Her mother’s name on his lips angered her more than it should. Determined to wipe the White Sea Witch away, she closed her eyes and focused on her mother’s energy around the vampire. Except it wasn’t just her mother but a darker, most foul presence entwined with Sabine’s.
Kaia shifted her hand on him and felt a raised patch of skin to the left of the center of chest, over his heart. Scar tissue from a recent injury, she’d bet.
Not sure how the heck to break the spell but determined to try, she pushed her magic through her mother’s and twisted it, trying to breaking Sabine’s hold. Except the imprint remained, now filled by Kaia. Orion no longer had to suffer the will of Sabine Belyaev but was in the hands of Kaia Dunwich, who planned to set him free.
She let herself feel ownership, wanting the vampire to belong to her so she could then will the possession gone. Kaia breathed him in, taking his essence into her lungs before lowering her mouth to his, giving him back his breath, his willpower, his freedom.
He groaned and turned the kiss from magical to carnal. Before she knew it, Kaia was in his lap and under his control, being kissed to the point of distraction.
He rumbled under his breath and ran his lips down her cheek to her neck. But instead of biting her, he grazed her skin, and the erotic friction nearly undid her. “Yes, sweet. More.” Fingers tugged at the snap of her jeans, and the fabric parted as the zipper fell. His rough, warm hand slid under her panties.
“Orion,” she gasped.
He kissed her again, his tongue conquering as a thick finger slid between her slick folds and into her. Into a place no man had ever been.
A burst of heat and pleasure tore through her, and she clamped around his finger as she cried out, the drugging desire overpowering. A blast of energy radiated through the room, leaving it bathed in a neon blue glow that slowly faded.
He pumped against her hips before finally stilling and swore under his breath, his finger still buried inside her.
It took her some time to come down off her high, and she blinked up at a satisfied vampire. He withdrew his hand and brought his finger to his lips. Still watching her, he sucked the digit clean and thrust against her bottom once more, caught in a sigh.
“You taste sweet, mate. Like life itself.” He looked her over with approval.
Holy crap. She’d had her first orgasm with another person.
Who happened to be a vampire.
She had the worst thought. Did he still think of her as Sabine? “I’m not Sabine.”
“Who?”
Thank goodness. She relaxed, watching him button her back up. “I’m Kaia.” Wait. He’d called her “mate.” Perhaps he meant it in a different way than life mate.
“Kaia.” He kissed her, and the sultry gentleness had her squirming once more. The foreign sensation of something inside her had been replaced by extreme pleasure, and she wanted to feel that again.
Orion yawned. “I made a mess. Maybe when I wake, you can clean me with that clever tongue.”
