Orianna’s hands went to his shoulders, her body pressing tightly against him as he wrapped one arm around her back, securing her in place. He inhaled her sweet lavender scent, kissed the soft skin over her pulse, but then his hunger for her took over.
Eclipse didn’t hold back this time as he pierced her neck. Her blood filled his mouth, warm and rich, intoxicating him as he took what she willingly offered. With his fangs buried in her vein, his cock in her sex, he gripped her hip with his other hand and began driving up into her. Her soft whimpers and moans spurred him on until he was too far gone to stop.
Her sex clutched him, pulsing as her orgasm crested from the euphoria that came with him feeding from her. He drank her down as he punched his hips upward, driving in deep, retreating slowly. Wanting to make her come a dozen times.
Seconds turned to minutes, but he didn’t stop until the hunger abated completely. Only then did he seal the wounds he’d created before shifting their positions, forcing her backward so she reclined at the opposite end of the chaise, her head hanging down. He took advantage of the new position and the control it offered him. With his feet on the floor, he took control, owning her body as she lay out before him, a sexual offering. He shifted her legs over his thighs, her ankles digging into his lower back as he pumped his hips, filling every inch of her.
Orianna cried out his name over and over as he pressed his thumb to her clit, circled it lightly at first, then added more pressure. He continued the bump and grind, a rapid thrust and retreat as he slammed his hips forward, burying himself in her slickness, feeling the walls of her sex grip him until his spine tingled, the electricity shooting through every nerve.
“Orianna … oh, fuck…” It was too much, the intensity overwhelming him, sucking him into the vortex, suspended somewhere between sheer ecstasy and mind-numbing pleasure bordering on pain.
Eclipse drove into her once, twice … on the third, he threw his head back and roared, his release barreling through him, shattering his sanity for precious seconds.
And when they were finished, it was Orianna’s contented sigh that brought all his pieces back together, made him whole once more.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
“Christ Almighty,” Kaj rumbled, kicking the blanketsoff his legs. “How the fuck do they handle this shit?”
He fisted his cock as he flopped onto his back, that dreaded sexual energy slamming into him, pulling him from a deep, peaceful sleep. He was no longer curious as to what caused it—Obsidian had so kindly filled him in via a warning that it would likely occur frequently—but that didn’t mean he could ignore it. Oh, no, he was powerless against the onslaught of sexual heat that burned his body from the inside out.
Fucking angels. If he didn’t like them so much, he would damn them all to Hell.
He grunted, gripping his arousal firmly, dragging his palm up and down in an attempt to assuage the beast.
Kaj. I need you, Kaj.
Lifting his head, he scanned the darkness, looking for Acadia, whose voice was beckoning him. He knew the words had been sent into his mind, but he’d hoped to find her standing there at his bedside. She wasn’t, but he sensed she was close, likely in her own bed, touching herself the same way he was.
I’m here,balisra.
Come to me, Kaj. I can’t…
It took effort—like walking against hurricane-force winds—but Kaj managed to get to his feet, intent on answering her plea. Vanishing wasn’t an option, his mind plagued by the urgent need to come making it impossible to focus. Since he was relegated to taking the long route, he snagged his boxers, dragged them on even as he took the steps toward the bedroom door. Another blast of heat drove him back a step when he reached the hallway, but he forged ahead, intent to get to his female. His body led the way, his cock like a metal detector, seeking the one and only thing that would ever sate him fully.
The trek down the hallway was like trudging through quicksand, but he finally made it to Acadia’s door. He’d raised his hand to knock when the door flew open. Inside, Acadia was on her bed, gloriously naked, back bowed, breasts thrust upward as she whimpered, her hand tucked between her thighs as she attempted to ease herself.
Whether it was his sheer will or the sexual energy abating, Kaj didn’t know, but the rest of the trip was easier. He crossed the threshold, shut her door with a thought, then stalked toward her as he disposed of the damn boxers. Acadia’s amethyst eyes opened, hot and glowing as she watched him. He didn’t waste time, knowing exactly what she needed when she spread her thighs and invited him to join her.
Kaj crawled onto the mattress, inching closer, his mouth dropping to her knee, sliding higher, over her thigh. He would’ve stopped to savor her sweetness, but Acadia had other plans for him, her small hands clutching at his hair as she dragged him up her body.
“You sure,balisra?”
“Yes,” she hissed, arching her back once more as he dragged his aching cock through her slick folds.
Holy fuck, she was so wet, so hot.
Without preamble, Kaj pushed inside her with enough restraint not to hurt her. It only took a moment for her body to acclimate to his size, her slickness coating him, easing the way. Sweet mother in Heaven. Acadia felt so fucking good, her body sending warmth radiating through his own. The only other feeling as amazing as this was coming home to her after having been away for so damn long.
“Take what you need,” he snarled as he propped her knees over his forearms, then planted his hands on either side of her head and began pumping his hips.
Acadia’s eyes remained locked on his face as she placed her palms flat on his chest, one directly over his heart. He watched, impaling her deep and hard as her purple irises glowed, cutting through the darkness, his energy being drawn into her, fueling her.
The first time she’d siphoned energy from him, Kaj hadn’t been able to explain it. He hadn’t expected the intensity, or the strange orgasmic sensations that resulted from it. And though the action weakened him for a beat, he couldn’t imagine not giving this female everything she needed. It was his duty as her mate to take care of her, to feed her.
His thoughts got highjacked by images of her feeding from the other males in the house, and he could feel the shift in his body. All of his senses were heightened, every single one of them focused on the female beneath him. His fangs punched down and his eyes lit up, allowing him to see everything in super high-def.
“Kaj…”
