Not that anyone would be looking. It was four thirty in the morning and black as pitch out here in the country. Then again, the farmers would be getting up soon, and if they weren’t careful, they’d be getting a peep show.
The driver’s door opened, closed. Passenger door was next, and a breath later, she was in Eclipse’s arms. He hip-checked the door, then strolled to the front of the vehicle. He rested her butt on the hood of the car as his lips fused to hers. In that moment, she didn’t care where they were or who might see them or the fact that her ass was on the hood of a three-million-dollar sports car. The only thing that mattered was Eclipse’s lips on hers, his hands working her leggings down to her ankles. While he released the button on his jeans, Orianna toed off one of her ankle boots and freed her leg.
The air was downright chilly, but not enough to extinguish any of the heat churning in her bloodstream.
“Please, Eclipse.” She peppered kisses along his jaw, loving how he smelled. “I need you inside me.”
“Put your legs around me,sezari.”
Her bare butt squeaked when he pulled her closer to the edge of the hood. Her legs followed his direction, wrapping around his hips, her ankles pressing against his ass. She felt the blunt head of his erection against her sex and then…
“Oh, God, yes.”
Her head fell back as he began driving into her, bottoming out with every brutal thrust. No foreplay, no teasing. Just the exquisite feel of him sliding deep inside her body. The friction eased some of the pain sparked by the devastating need, but it wasn’t enough. Still, Orianna focused on how good he felt inside her, how perfect it was to have his thick arms surrounding her. She crushed her mouth to his and tried to climb him, wanting more, needing everything. Her body rocked with every punishing thrust, the glorious friction dragging long, desperate moans from her.
“I love you,” she whimpered when she pulled back for air. She wasn’t sure why she felt the need to tell him, but she did.
He whispered something in return, and while she didn’t speak his language, she heard the sincerity in the rough rasp of his voice, suspected he was returning the sentiment. It warmed her in a different way, had her insides burning brighter until … an explosion of epic proportions had her crying out his name.
Eclipse grunted, driving into her several times before his body stilled, his muscles bunching beneath her hands as he jerked her toward him. He growled low in his throat and she felt his release inside her. It drove out every ounce of the ache she’d been plagued with and filled her with a sweet rush of love.
She was in a daze, barely noticing when Eclipse gently cleaned her before helping her back into her leggings, returning her boot to her foot. Then she was in the car, his hand in hers as he steered them back to the main road as though those perfect few minutes had never happened.
Half an hour later, Eclipse pulled into her mother’s driveway, parking behind the Range Rover. The two ridiculously expensive vehicles stuck out like a sore thumb in the quiet neighborhood.
“I’ll throw a cloak over them,” Eclipse told her, clearly reading her mind. “No one will see them.”
Eclipse snagged both their bags, then followed her down the thin concrete path to the porch. When she peered behind her, the vehicles had vanished in thin air. There one second, gone the next. Another one of his nifty little tricks.
Orianna didn’t see Magnar or Miklós as she made her way to the front steps. Rather than knock, she used the house key to let herself in, Eclipse right behind her. Within seconds, the other two angels were with them, following as Orianna stepped into the dark interior of her childhood home.
Good news, it was clean. Her mother had always been a stickler for cleanliness, and that was one thing she’d clung to since the attack. No matter her limitations, Elizabeth McKay kept the space she occupied spotless. Or rather, those who cared for her did.
“Check the house,” Eclipse instructed Magnar.
She’d already given them a brief overview of the layout at Eclipse’s request. If she had to guess, they’d memorized the three-bedroom, two-bath floor plan, the trek through merely a means of ensuring there were no uninvited guests.
“My mother’s a night owl,” Orianna told them. “She sleeps during the day, so she’s probably in her bedroom watching television.”
“She’s in her room,” Eclipse confirmed. “I can hear her.”
“Do you want me to let her know I have guests? You can stay out of sight and all…”
Eclipse shook his head. “Not unless we have no other option. We don’t want to agitate her. If she’s worried about your father, probably won’t help to have the three of us here. Just lead the way to the basement.”
Orianna led the way to the kitchen, then through the single door in the wall beside the refrigerator. She reached in and flipped the switch on the wall, illuminating the lower level.
“Go check on her,” Eclipse said. “Then come down when you can. I’ll be waiting.”
She nodded, but before she could turn away, Eclipse reached for her hand, pulling her into his arms.
“Do not answer the door for anyone other than your father,” he said softly. “I don’t care if you know them or not. Right now, I’m not sure who we can trust.”
“Okay.”
“I know you want to stay with her, but I’d feel much better if you were with me.”
The admission filled her with warmth. “I probably won’t be able to sleep without you anyway.”
