“Don’t be jealous.” Kaia bit her lip. “I mean, I kind of like that you are, but my friends are just friends. I’m not really into dating anyone from MEC anyway.”
“Why not?”
She blinked at him. “Because what they do is way too dangerous.” She paused. “Not like being a vampire or anything.” A species everyone wanted to kill.
They both had a laugh at the kookiness of that thought.
“Anyway, I know I sound super dramatic and whiny for not taking more pleasure from my great life. And now I have you.”
He wanted to get back to her father, because he had a feeling she’d left out a few details. But the way she was looking at him woke him up in a hurry.
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
Orion always seemed to know what she felt or thought. As if they shared the same brain.
Kaia wanted to smack herself for falling so hard for a vampire, but she couldn’t. She’d done her best to let Orion do what he wanted, but he kept making their time together all about her. She would have felt bad about that except he seemed to take great enjoyment in their play.
Whether it be board games or swimming, watching television or buying weird stuff on the late night shopping network, they had fun. She hadn’teverexperienced such enjoyment with a man by her side. She missed him when they weren’t together during the short periods where he’d head out to scout around or to grab food for them.
He’d been subsisting on real food since his blood had run dry yesterday. But she’d swear she felt his craving. She wanted him to drink from her. To take her, to finally make love to her.
The temptation was too great. She knew she’d have given in if he asked.
But he didn’t.
With Orion, she felt like a better version of herself.
She only hoped he wasn’t going to eventually feel like a worst version ofhimselfwhen the spell wore off. If it wore off. She’d heard precious little from Macy except for one brief text to check-in.
Orion pushed his chair back from the table and stood, a familiar gleam in his eyes. The sight had her readying to receive him. One thing she could finally say—Orion had brought her sex drive to life in a big way. She truly felt like a sea nymph for the first time in her life, always wanting sex. But only with him. Thoughts of intimacy with any other man did nothing for her.
He picked her up in his arms and kissed her, the soft peck on the lips turning carnal in a heartbeat. “I think you deserve a prize for winning again tonight.”
She wound her arms around his neck and licked his throat, knowing how much he loved it. She nibbled, and he groaned. “What’s my prize, vryko?”
“Something more to show you. Something I’ve been holding back.”
“Oh. Show me.”
He whisked them up the stairs. They’d started their love nest in the chair where they watched TV, but after fooling around in the grand bed with the lake visible just beyond the windows, he’d decided the bed made a better place to “roost.”
She agreed.
He set her down and stripped naked. But he left her clothed. “First, a treat for you.” He motioned to his erection.
She snorted. “Sausage, it’s what’s for dessert.”
His cock bounced, smacking his taut belly. Her vryko had a beautiful cock, more than average in length and girth, and she still hadn’t had him inside her.
“This is good practice for you. But if you don’t want it, I—”
She knelt and grabbed him, pleased with his gasp of pleasure. “You’re so easy.”
“With you, I appear to be.” He guided her head toward his groin, his fingers spread over her scalp, emphasizing how much bigger than her he was. But the fact she had all the power as she sucked on the head of his dick before taking him in her mouth was always a treat.
He moaned her name. “Kaia, yes, sweet. That’s it. Take me.”
She bobbed over him, slowly, learning more of him and taking a bit more each time she blew him.
