Page 41 of While She Sleeps (The Hunter and The Thief #1)

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

ORION

I f I didn’t already know I was keeping Ember, I sure as hell am now.

Fuck me. Her cunt is better than anything I’ve ever felt, and I’ve been fighting off my release since the second I pushed inside her.

She’s so tight and warm I can barely breathe as I fuck her into the mattress, holding on to her hips so tight I know my fingers will be bruised into her skin.

Good.

That way, every single man who sees her will know she’s mine.

And anyone who doesn’t take the hint will find themselves missing a hand.

“Orion.” She sobs beneath me, tears tracking down her cheeks and into the halo of hair resting against the pillow.

“Are you going to run from me, Ember?” I grind out.

Her eyes flare with surprise, her lips parting as she considers her answer. “What?” she whispers.

“Are. You. Going. To. Run?” I growl.

She shakes her head, but I see the hesitation in her eyes, the need to flee, to escape the monster that has her pinned beneath him. Too bad for her, she’ll never be rid of me. Even in death, I’ll follow her.

“You’re mine, Little Flame, and I won’t allow anyone to take you from me. Including you.”

Her surprise is evident, but she doesn’t argue with me, which is all I can ask of her for now. She likely thinks I’m being over the top because of the lust running rampant through my body, and I’m fine with allowing her to delude herself for the moment.

Once she’s locked up in my penthouse with no escape, she’ll understand exactly how things are going to go from here on out.

“Rub your clit for me,” I demand, and she drops her hand between our bodies without thought or hesitation. She has no idea what it does to me when she submits so easily.

The moment her fingers circle the tight bundle of nerves, her hips lift, slamming into mine as her pussy clenches around me so tightly I can barely thrust.

“I’m too close.” She breathes. “I can’t hold it anymore. Please don’t make me hold it.” She doesn’t bother to blink back her tears of pleasure and desperation, instead allowing them to fall against her cheeks.

How is it possible for her to look so perfect as she breaks beneath me?

“A few more seconds,” I grunt, chasing my own release.

“Orion,” she pleads, and I feel the moment she passes the point of no return.

“Come,” I demand, and her pussy clamps down on me so tightly I have no choice but to fall apart right alongside her.

My orgasm tears through me with so much force I almost collapse on top of her from the power. My vision blurs, and all I see is the beautiful broken woman beneath me, completely lost in her own pleasure.

I pump my release deep inside her, shoving my hips to rest against her to make sure she’s full of me as we both swallow down desperate breaths.

“Fuck,” she murmurs, her eyes falling closed.

I bite my tongue to stop myself from demanding she open them again, that she keep staring at me the way I am at her, but instead, I take the opportunity to take her in. Sweat gathered along her brow, dark tear tracks along her cheeks, her perfect lipstick smudged from my lips and cock.

She’s perfect.

I’m not sure how much time passes of me staring down at her as we catch our breath, but I’m confident it was long enough ago that it would now be considered creepy.

Carefully, so as not to jostle her around too much, I help Ember drop her legs from my shoulders before rolling us until I’m on my back and she’s spread out over my chest, never allowing my softening cock to dislodge from her warm heat.

Honestly, I’m pretty sure I would live inside her pussy if I could.

Fuck my empire. Fuck my legitimate businesses.

Fuck everything. If I could spend the rest of my days buried inside Ember, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second.

But I think the little wildcat would have something to say about that, so I’ll have to settle for at least a few times a day.

It takes far longer than I expect for her body to tense and for her to try to roll away from me, but I keep her clutched to my chest. I’m not ready for this to be over yet.

“Orion?” Ember mumbles against my throat.

“Yes, Little Flame?”

“You didn’t wear a condom.” There’s an edge of fear in her voice that has an ounce of guilt eating away at me, but I ignore it.

I’ve done far worse things in my life than choose not to discuss protection before fucking Ember.

I just won’t mention that there’s a part of me that hopes she’s not on any birth control and that my seed is taking root as we speak.

I’ve never been interested in kids, if I’m honest, but if it’ll tie Ember to me for the rest of our lives and make it impossible for her to escape me, I don’t hate the idea of a mini us running around.

“No, I didn’t,” I admit. “I’m clean. I was tested a few months ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”

She lifts her head, her brow furrowed. “You haven’t been with anyone in months? But you’re…you!”

I chuckle and guide her head back to my chest, needing to feel her pressed against me for a while longer. “I guess I was getting bored with meaningless sex.”

“And that’s not what this is for you?” She whispers the question.

“No, Ember. This is absolutely the opposite of casual for me. This is everything.”

Silence falls around us for long moments as she considers my words, and I tighten my hold on her just to make sure she can’t escape if I’ve been too honest with her. It’s a line I have to walk for now, how much honesty to give her, especially when it comes to my intentions.

“You’re insane.” She shakes her head against my chest. “I have an IUD. It helps regulate my cycle. And I was tested when I was in the hospital after my accident. I’m clean.”

She was a virgin before tonight, so it would have been unlikely that she had anything, but I don’t bother pointing that out.

I brush my fingers down her bare back, reveling in the softness beneath my fingertips.

If I weren’t already going to hell, I sure as hell would be now for tainting the angel in my arms.