Page 39 of While She Sleeps (The Hunter and The Thief #1)

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

ORION

F or a man who prides himself on patience and control, I’m teetering on the edge of a losing battle for both.

It’s rare that I allow myself to think back on my childhood, but I remember some asshole my junkie mother was dating once telling me that women were designed to ruin men.

He then went on to tell me that’s why we men have to take a firm hand with them, to keep them in line. To show them who has the power.

Even as a child, I understood he was wrong. That he was an asshole who got his rocks off by beating anyone who was weaker than him just to make himself feel good. But to think that someone could ever have that same thought about my sweet Ember makes me feel fucking sick.

Women are powerful, and none more than the woman laid out in front of me like a fucking goddess. She’s been to hell and back, and she’s fought for herself every step of the way. I’m more than happy to drop to my knees and worship at her altar until she sees herself the way I see her.

In a moment of weakness, I dip between her parted thighs and drag my tongue along the seam of her sex, reveling as she explodes on my tastebuds. Holy fucking shit.

Without thought, I drop to my stomach and grip her thighs in a tight hold, making sure she can’t escape me as I devour her sweet pussy.

“Orion,” she moans, her hands falling to my hair as she simultaneously tries to push me away and pull me closer.

I lick and suck at her delicate folds, occasionally nipping at the tight bundle of nerves, causing her hips to lift from the mattress. “You taste so fucking good.” I rumble against her drenched sex. “I could eat this sweet pussy for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and every fucking snack.”

Another moan tumbles from her lips, and I sneak a look up at her, never allowing my tongue to stop its ministrations. Her eyes have fallen closed, and her soft lips are parted as she tries desperately to hold herself back from the edge I have her walking along.

Part of me wants to make her come just so I can lick her clean, but the other part, the part that only wants her to come when my cock is lodged so deep in her cunt that it hurts, knows I can’t let it happen yet.

“Please, Orion. I need to come. Please don’t make me wait.” Her soft cries are addictive, and I double down on my efforts, sucking her clit into my mouth and softly biting down until tears of pleasure and frustration fall against her cheeks. “I can’t hold it. Oh fuck. I can’t.”

“You can,” I snap. “And you will.”

I shove myself up and slap my palm down on her pussy, enjoying the startled yelp that tears from her throat at the sudden pain.

Before I can bury my face back between her luscious thighs, I pick up the vibrator from where I discarded it and turn it on, testing the settings until I find a continuous vibration that will drive my girl wild.

Ember tracks my every move as I drag the tip of the toy up her bare thigh, bypassing her pussy to repeat the same trail on the other side.

The soft pink silicone against her flushed skin makes it hard to remember all the reasons I want to drag this out, especially as her hips roll unconsciously as she tries to get the vibrations where she needs them.

I rest the toy against her hip bone, just inches from where she needs it, and revel in the soft whimpers that fill her tiny apartment.

“Orion,” she pleads, and this time I don’t make her wait.

The toy glides through her wetness, and her moan is something I’ll be dreaming of for the rest of my fucking life and will absolutely be trying to replicate every day for the rest of our lives.

Her wetness covers the toy as I rest it against her clit, allowing the vibrations to drive her closer to the edge. When she’s so close her legs tremble from the effort it takes not to come, I give her a short reprieve, replacing the toy with my fingers, working her in gentle circles.

“I can’t,” she sobs. “I can’t hold it. Orion, I need you. Please.”

“You can beg all you want, Little Flame, but you’re not getting my cock until I’m good and ready.”

The words are almost laughable considering I’m on the edge right with her, and neither of us is touching my cock. Just the press of my zipper is enough to make me desperate to come in my pants like a horny teenager. But then again, that’s kind of what Ember makes me feel like.

Without warning, I press the toy to her entrance, and I’m met with little resistance as I push it deep and angle it forward until it’s pressed to her G-spot.

Ember screams at the pressure, her hands fisting the sheets as her hips buck wildly. I’m not sure if she’s trying to escape the pleasure or cling to it, but either way, she’s sexy as hell as she rides the wave of vibrations until her entire body is trembling.

“You better not come, Ember,” I bark, forcing her eyes up to meet mine.

“I can’t,” she cries.

“I know you can do it, baby. I know you want to be my good girl.”

“Fuck,” she breathes, forcing a breath into her lungs at the same time I pull the toy from her cunt, and she visibly relaxes into the mattress.

“You have no idea how pretty you are when you beg.” I lean over her flushed body, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. I’m desperate to taste her, but if I allow myself too much rope, I’m going to wind up fucking her into the mattress before I’m ready for this to end.

I shove myself off the edge of the bed and pick up the dildo, testing the suction cup at the base against my palm.

Once I’m satisfied that it will hold, I move toward the mirror beside the bed and wrap my hand around the edge, tugging at it to make sure it’s fastened to the surface and won’t fall with what I have planned.

“What are you doing?” Ember asks, her voice breathy with need.

“You’ll see.” I reach my hand out for her. “Come here.”

She only hesitates for a second before slipping off the edge of the bed and taking my hand.

I lead her to the mirror and stand her in front of it, checking the height before positioning her beside it and attaching the dildo to the mirror.

Ember’s eyes burn into me as she watches every move I make, but she doesn’t ask any more questions, instead waiting patiently with her fingers tangled together restlessly.

Once I’m satisfied it’s not going anywhere, I turn to her and peruse her almost naked body, taking in every part of the woman I’ve been obsessed with for the better part of a year.

“Bra off,” I command, and she immediately moves to follow the instruction I’ve given her.

She drops it to the floor, and despite how badly she clearly wants to cover her bare chest, she holds her arms at her sides, allowing me to take in her peaked nipples at the tips of perfect breasts.

Fuck me, this woman is perfection.

I only leave her in suspense for a few more seconds before closing the distance between us. I pinch her chin between my fingers and tilt her head to look up at me.

“You’re going to fuck yourself with the dildo while you suck my cock, and only once I’m satisfied will I finally slide into your desperate pussy.”