It was a humbling moment, one he wanted to last forever. Not only because he was buried in her tight sheath, her arms wreathing his neck as their tongues mated the same as their bodies. This was the perfect moment, the one he’d waited a lifetime for. Having her here with him, even after such a short period of time, had changed his perspective on everything. Well, mostly everything. There was still no way in hell he could fathom taking her life in order to merge their souls. That was pure and utter bullshit as far as he was concerned, but—
Suddenly, Orianna pulled back, her pretty blue eyes meeting his seconds before her head fell back on her shoulders and she cried out his name. Eclipse stared at her, his cock pulsing. She was so beautiful like that, all soft, smooth skin, the lines of her body mesmerizing him. He watched as her nipples pebbled tightly, her body vibrating as he pushed in deeper. Gripping her hips firmly, he rocked her on him, savoring that moment when they were one, nothing separating them. Orianna’s breath hitched, her nails digging into his shoulders as he pulled her hips toward his, burying himself as deep as he could go.
“Eclipse…” Orianna’s eyes opened as she leaned forward, pressing her forehead to his. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
Her words, whispered in that sexy rasp, had his cock twitching, that familiar electricity tingling at the base of his spine.
“Now,” she urged, her inner muscles squeezing him.
He held on for as long as he could, relishing the feeling of her surrender. And when he came, it was with her name falling from his lips.
This time when Orianna relaxed against him, Eclipse eased deeper into the water, holding her tight as he shifted her so she was settled on his lap once more.
“I need to know everything about you,” she said, her voice weak with exhaustion.
He grinned. “What do you want to know?”
“I don’t know. Have you always been here? I mean, I don’t even know if Heaven’s real or not.”
“It’s real,” he assured her. “We’ve been here for fifteen hundred years now.”
“We?”
“My brothers and I.”
“Are your parents still alive?”
“They are,” he confirmed. “Both of them. They reside in Heaven.”
“Do you have a relationship with them?”
“No. Not since they sent me to Michael.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Eclipse felt nothing for the archsire and archdam who had created him. Perhaps he had back in the beginning, but it hadn’t taken long for him to realize they were merely the vessels that had given him life. Matthias and Teodara had created him, raised him, even, but they’d long since passed him off the same as they had every male offspring they’d birthed.
“Who’s Michael?”
“An archangel. He sent us to Earth to protect humans.”
“I should be surprised,” Orianna said, still relaxed against him. “And I’m sure I will be. Later.”
“Why later?” he asked.
“Because right now, I’m simply too … content.”
Of all the emotions she could’ve felt, he was surprised by that one. “May I ask why?”
He felt her cheeks pull up in a smile. “Because I’m here with you. Just like this.”
Eclipse pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“I’m so tired,” she said softly.
“Sleep,sezari.” He knew she needed it. He hadn’t even considered how taking her vein would drain her, but he suspected that was the reason for her exhaustion. Her body hadn’t yet recovered, and it didn’t help that she hadn’t eaten anything in a while.
“Not like that,” she whispered. “It’s more than physical.”
