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“Really?” I hissed at him with a glance of concern at the others who were settling down to sleep.

“Helena will manage. I gave her permission to take him over her knee if he continues behaving like a child,” Orion reassured me.

“Orion, it is so cold and wet out here,” I complained. He merely chuckled and turned to lasso me with the thick blanket around my shoulders to tug me along.

“I will keep you warm. You need not worry,” he said. Although I did feel him prodding at our bond to ensure it really was alright. If I had not sensed this was important to him, and I were not so curious, then I might have put up more of a fight. But I was content to let him lead on.

Orion did not take me far from the fire, so we could still see the glow through the trees as he hoisted me up against a trunk. The heavy blanket covering my shoulders and back was a perfect barrier between me and the bark. And when his massive wings formed a shield of gorgeous feathers around us to keep in our body heat, the last of my hesitation dissolved.

“I have not been able to get this mouth off my mind,” he growled before kissing me. One hand threaded into the base of my braid as he tipped my head against the trunk so he couldgreedily plunder my mouth.

He was not alone. Before the outburst at the campfire, all his caresses and kisses had been driving me wild with need for him. His kiss reignited that desire in an instant.

“Touch me,” he growled against my lips the moment he felt me lift my hands toward his hair and then stop.

“I don’t want to make you feel—”

“You make me feel anything but a mere tool for your amusement, Amira.Touch me,” he pleaded and reclaimed my mouth with a ruthless and undeniable vigor.

So I pushed aside my own doubts to honour his wishes and plunged both hands into those soft dark curls. And it drew a groan from him that ignited pure need within me.

Orion shifted me on his hips and reached between us, growling in frustration when his searching fingers found the cotton barrier of my underwear. He had warned me to remove them before, but there had hardly been time!

Please let me take them off. I only have a few pairs left now thanks to you and Riordan!I thought to him.

Orion grunted his agreement but did not let me down. Instead, he swept the thin cotton aside so his fingers could access my flesh. His thumb pressed down on my clit with a firm confidence that had me arching and crying out.

“Shh! Or we may as well have stayed right at the fire,” Orion smirked even as he continued the ruthless rhythm. This was not like the night before when he had taken his sweet time to tease out my pleasure. This was more like the ruthless demand he had made of Riordan to give up his climax. And I succumbed in a matter of moments.

Orion adjusted me up onto his stomach with just one arm so he could lift up his kilt between us with the other. And then he lowered me down onto his cock with a long groan into the crook of my neck.

“Fuck! I could spend forever buried in you,” he hissed before he began to thrust.Hard. The sound of the trunk creaking inprotest behind me should have terrified me, but as a Dowrra, I knew I was built to handle his strength. Such a frenzied power and pace was nothing I had not experienced with Riordan before, and it was everything that I had been craving since we made camp earlier.

He wasvoraciousand only slowed after I climaxed twice in quick succession, giving my oversensitive body a moment of reprieve. But I could easily match his reckless passion, scratch for scratch and bite for bite, until he was finally losing his rhythm and shuddering against me.

We both took a moment to catch our breath, our chests heaving together, my skin coated in sweat beneath the warmth of the blanket.

Orion shifted his face from my neck and pressed his forehead against my shoulder in that way that seemed like it was intentional as he rubbed against me. I was about to ask what he was doing but was suddenly distracted.

“Oh! What isthat?” I breathed as I turned my head toward that irresistible smell that was not quite a smell. There were no words to explain it exactly, but it had my heart pounding.

“Can you sense my marking?” he verified in surprise and perhaps a little embarrassment as he raised his head.

“I think so?” I guessed, groaning as I brushed my nose over my own shoulder where that intoxicating scent was on my skin. It smelled so good that I wanted totasteit.

My lips lifted almost of their own accord, and I curved my tongue while breathing in deeply so that scent was drawn in against the roof of my mouth. And somehow that allowed me totastethe mouthwatering heat of his passion and affections. I had not realized his emotions could be tasted like that before, but it was beautiful.

“Look at you,” Orion whispered in awe, drawing my attention while he stared at me. “You really aremine.”

Chapter thirty-five

A DAUGHTER OF ATROPOS

Amira

We reached a quaint little cabin on the edge of a clearing early the next morning. With the mist still hovering over the frost-encrusted grass and trees, and the warm glow of a candle in the window, it was wonderfully picturesque.

“She only allows two inside at once,” Orion warned once he had shifted. “Evidently too many energies in one room can interfere with her visions,” he explained.