She cried out his name again when he dragged his tongue along her cleft. He loved the way she shuddered as he pleasured her. These moments were few and far between because of theamnigh. Eclipse spent more time easing than exploring, and he wanted the shift to be permanent. He wanted to spend his evenings with his tongue buried between her thighs, his mornings sliding into the warm haven of her body. And in between … he wanted to make Orianna happy. Whatever that looked like. As long as she had a smile on her face, he would consider it a job well done.
“Eclipse…” Orianna squealed when her other leg gave way, but Eclipse was right there, holding her up with his hands as he worked her clit faster.
A soft, guttural moan escaped as her hand stabbed into his hair, tugging roughly as she came against his mouth.
After a quick shift to his feet, Eclipse lifted her and carried her over to one of the medical exam tables being stored there. Without fanfare, he set her on the edge, freed his erection, then aligned their bodies. His head fell back on his shoulders as fireworks danced behind his eyelids when he sank into her tight sheath. This was heaven, right here. Hisamsouelotin his arms, their bodies joined, the soft rasps of her breaths as she urged him to pump harder, faster, deeper.
And when her body shattered around his, Eclipse let himself go, filling her, marking her, claiming her. She was his. From now until eternity, and there was only one way to ensure that would forever be the case.
As he caught his breath, Eclipse leaned forward, pressing his forehead to Orianna’s.
“I want to mate you,” he whispered.
“Okay.” Her hands trembled as they trailed up to his shoulders.
“I mean … I want to make this joining official.”
“Okay.”
He lifted his head, tilting her chin up so he could peer into her beautiful eyes. “I don’t think you understand. I want—”
Orianna’s soft fingers pressed gently to his lips. “I know what it means, Eclipse. And I want the same thing.”
Fear trickled into his veins, strangling the elation.
Orianna’s hand shifted to his cheek, the other one joining on the other side. “You’re the only man”—she smiled brightly—“angel, who has ever made me feel this way. Like I’m … valuable. I love you. I want to spend eternity with you. Not just the amount of time I have left here. Forever.”
Her eyes searched his as her thumb brushed over his cheek.
“I trust you, Eclipse. Together, we can get through anything. Even my death and my resurrection.” Unshed tears glistened in her eyes. “Am I scared?” She nodded. “Terrified. But I trust myself as much as I trust you. I know this is the right thing. I know we’re meant to be together. If it’s any consolation, I’ve seen it in my visions. I know we get through it unscathed. I will return to you and we will be together for eternity.”
He wasn’t sure if that helped or not, but he was past the point of talking himself out of it.
“I’m ready whenever you are,” she whispered.
Eclipse wrapped his arms around her, yanking her to his chest. He was probably cutting off the circulation to her brain, but he couldn’t let go.
It was all he could do to remain standing.
Chapter Forty-Five
One would’ve thought hisereswahad givenbirth by the way the mansion lit up with excitement on the day the healers arrived. Luckily, they’d opted to make their appearance at daybreak rather than nightfall. Had it been the other way around, last night would’ve been a complete and total waste, something they couldn’t afford right now. Not with Asmia still out there.
Obsidian remained just outside the infirmary, what thefiestreighhad dubbed the torture chamber, watching his female introduce the healers to their new workspace.
“We tried to think of everything you might need,” Penelope told Apollo and Amethyst. “I’m sure we’ve missed something, but you need only ask, and we’ll ensure you get it.”
Apollo, ever the strong, silent type, merely nodded his head, his silver gaze swinging across the vast landscape of gleaming white and stainless steel. The male’s dark hair was shorn to the scalp, likely a style that was easy to maintain, and every so often he would run his hand over it as though it was a recent development.
The medical facility was complete, the patient rooms set up, the surgical suite holding every possible tool they could get their hands on, including what humans called an MRI machine. Obsidian knew nothing of human medicine, nor did he have any desire to get acquainted with it. The only thing he cared about was getting some assurance that his female and their baby would be in good hands once their son or daughter decided to make an appearance.
“We thank you kindly,” Amethyst told Penelope, reaching out and giving Penelope’s hand a gentle squeeze. “And we’re glad to be here.”
Based on the slant of Apollo’s eyebrows, Obsidian wasn’t so sure the male felt the same.
“I’ll show you to your private quarters,” Penelope offered, nodding to the far end of the hallway.
When the females departed, Obsidian turned to Apollo. “Are we going to have problems?”
