Because I was allowed to touch him now, and I’d had three martinis, I dragged my fingers over his mouth until it became normal again. Orion batted my fingers away. Then he did take the bottle off the coffee table and drained it right down in two swallows.
"Damn, O, you had me going there. I really believed you for a second about everything being fine, but you are scared, aren’t you?”
I almost calmed down until he helped himself to the vodka without even the pretense of olive juice. His worry meant drinking three martinis in the middle of the afternoon had totally been the right call.
"I’m not concerned about Lex having a partner,” said Orion the big liar. “I thought he’d beenbanishedand therefore magically prevented from returning until recently, so having a partner makes sense. Lex’s partner here facilitated his return by lifting the banishment on, in,inthe earthly realm."
Okay, he wasn’t lying after all? If Lex having a partner really did not surprise Orion, then what sent him to the vodka bottle? Something was making him act shifty.
"He never lets anything stand in his way, he’s always been… I should have known, I…" Orion murmured almost to himself, then a strange expression crossed his face as he viewed me. “A demon found you alone. You were in danger.”
Sprawled out on his couch, face red from the good buzz, I probably did not look like much. "Hey, I know I’m the weak link here, but I’m still in one piece. It’s fine."
Now he was the one to place his fingers over my mouth. This was hardly the time for foreplay. Oh, there was only one finger and he did not want me to suck it… he was just trying to quiet me?
"Who said anything about weak?” Orion kept his finger against my lips, holding it there while I hung on every word. “Lex has his partner and you’re mine. I’m counting on you here."
Those words both terrified and tempted me in equal measure.
“I need another martini," I decided.
Orion moved before I got up, pressing his lips to mine and kissing me deeply. Vodka tasted good on him. His hands on my face were almost gentle.
Careful,I thought.It’s almost like you care about me.
Our partnership was simply a means to an end, nothing more. I knew that. He needed me in one piece until we finished this. I didn’t say the words aloud. That would ruin it and I wouldn’t be able to pretend he was concerned about me anymore. Then I’d lose that warm feeling in my chest that wasn’t just the liquor.
"They wouldn’t dare come to my home.” Orion spoke when we pulled apart. “It’s probably best if you stay close for the time being."
No argument here.
11.Better Than Pulling a Rabbit from a Hat
Rob
Orion and I stayed plenty close over the next few days. We were dedicated to strengthening our connection after all, which involved so many delicious, dirty things. His study was a favorite location because he could indeed hold me up against his shelves and pound into me until the books there started to fall and I could ride him in the cushy armchair there.
His ginormous apartment meant we weren’t able to screw on every single inch in only a week, but we sure tried. And somewhere between all the fucking and honing our combined magic, we developed a plan.
Seeing as we nearly came face to face with Lex last weekend when preventing him from striking again, there was a good chance he would lay low at least this weekend. Which meant we needed to use this time to our advantage.
“Don’t be nervous.” Orion played with the strands of hair at the nape of my neck. “You’re ready. We’re ready.”
“Hell yeah we are.” Nervous? I felt on top of the world as we exited his sexy black sports car. I knew jack about cars, but it was basically sex on wheels. I was all revved up and ready to go. “Let’s get this show on the road.”
Sure, we didn’t have much time to prepare, but we’d been very dedicated practitioners of the magical and sexual arts. I did wake him up with a blow job one day when not caught beforehand, and Orion himself was great at giving head. His freakingtongue,andrimming,God, he was even better at rimming.
Incubus cock did wonders for self-esteem.
I was a mage on a righteous mission who had been fucking and sharing bodily fluids and magic with a powerful ass incubus for days. I felt invincible, like nothing could stop me.
This club looked similar to the last one, hip and lots of dancing. They leaned a little harder into the raunchier sides of sexuality because I definitely spotted a few dancing cages and stripper poles, but we paid that no attention when finding a spot in the middle of the dancefloor.
We fell into each other easily, moving to the music. His eyes were glued to me even in the dark club. I winked and turned around, and Orion was at my back in an instant, grinding against me and hands prowling almost possessively over my body. The magic built between us naturally, growing like the crescendo in a song or the climax between lovers, each touch and moment spent together adding fuel to the fire.
"Now?" He breathed the question into my ear.
Mages liked rituals. Things to ground them and their power. Orion and I created a ritual of our own.
