Chapter 6

As soon as we reach the office, Orion gestures for me to go in first and then closes the door behind me. I can still hear Paddy stacking beer cases downstairs, but up here, it’s different. The atmosphere itself is altogether different, the air so thick I could cut through it with a knife. I hold my breath, patiently waiting for Orion to sit behind his desk and reprimand me for my behavior toward Carla.

I look around, my hands nervously stuck in the back pockets of my jeans while I wait for Orion’s sword to fall down and take my head off—metaphorically speaking, of course.

“Nadia,” Orion says as he finally sits down in his swivel chair.

“Yes, boss?”

“What exactly was it that you were trying to prove?”

I give him a curious look. “With Carla? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

“With that text.” His tone is clipped. I’m not imagining the tension, I hear it in his voice. But what is he talking about?

“Sorry?”

“The text, Nadia.” His gaze drills holes into my eyes, and I can’t think straight.

“What text?”

I freeze, remembering that draft in my phone. Wait, I didn’t send that. With trembling hands, I manage to take my phone out from my jeans pocket and look into my message folders. The drafts folder is empty. But the sent folder—OH, SHIT.

“Nadia.”

“It must be a mistake, I didn’t—”

“Remember, I don’t take kindly to liars.”

“This is a mistake, I just—”

“What did I just say?” he snaps.

I remain still and breathless, heat spreading through my core as I watch him get up from his seat with a dark look on his face. “No lies,” I mumble, then inhale deeply. “Okay. Let me try again.”

“Please, I’m all ears.”

“Carlawas exceptionally territorial and verbally aggressive. I decided to piss her off, hoping it would shut her up and get her off my back. That was it.”

“Yeah, I figured out that much. I’m talking about that text you just sent me.”

There’s no way I’m walking out of this unscathed. I might as well face it. “I’m sorry,” I say with a heavy, tremorous sigh. “I wasn’t supposed to send you that. My phone slipped, I didn’t—”

“Nadia.”

Okay, he likes saying my name whenever I’m about to digress and distract his attention from the bigger picture. Which, in this case, is an exceptionally raunchy sext I wasn’t even going to send.

“I apologize for that message. It will never happen again,” I mumble, lowering my gaze in shame.

“You disappoint me,” Orion says. He doesn’t sound angry anymore. What the hell is going on? I look up and find him watching me, strange fires burning in his eyes. His expression sends tiny fires burning through my veins, causing my tongue to become quite loose.

“But I admit, there were personal ambitions of mine involved in my statement.”

“Such as?”

“Such as me wanting to …” My brain isn’t functioning anymore. Orion keeps getting closer, one step at a time. His musky cologne crosses the threshold and fills my senses. All I can do is breathe him in and let this shameless fire consume my loins as I surrender to the truth. His dark eyes are glued to mine. “Me wanting to be with you.”

“Just me?”

I shrug, my cheeks burning. “Well, no. The three of you. I’m told you’re more of a … package deal.”

“Do you want it?”

“Do I want what?” I stupidly ask. I’ve got one brain cell left, and it’s doing somersaults in my head at this point.

Orion smiles briefly and reaches me with one last step. “You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into, do you?” he asks. I can’t say a word. I’m paralyzed, lost in the depths of his smoldering gaze, my lips slowly parted and my core aching for him. “You’re trouble, Nadia. And the fact that you’re asking for this only makes you that much more dangerous. I think we need to do something about that.”

“What did you have in mind?”

His hand comes up, fingers gently clasping my chin. “I might as well give you good reason to tell Carla off the next time she decides to ruffle your feathers. Whatever we had with her, it’s done and over. It’s been done and over for a while now, except she can’t cope with that.”

“A good reason?”

“Yeah, something real and detailed that’ll make her understand that you truly got something from me, something she’ll never get,” Orion says, his voice pouring into my ear like the sweetest poison.

I can’t stop my eyes from closing as he leans in, his mouth capturing mine in a deliberately slow kiss. I abandon my senses completely, tasting him as his tongue breaches past my lips and tangles with mine. It quickly turns into something mad and feral, a hunger that neither of us can control.

Orion pulls me close, damn near crushing me against his rock-hard chest. I feel his cock pressed against my lower body, twitching with desire while my pussy aches for him to fill me to the brim. I hold on to his broad shoulders, fingers digging into his muscles.

He grabs my ass, squeezing firmly as he deepens the kiss, his breath as ragged as mine.

It becomes a deluge of animalistic instincts that we cannot control. His leather vest comes off first. “You’re gonna be the death of me, Nadia,” he growls and trails kisses down the side of my neck. I love the feel of his lips and tongue, hot and wet, as he explores every inch of naked skin that he can find.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I whisper.

He runs his fingers through my hair, then grabs a handful and pulls my head back. I gasp when he swoops down and nips at my breast through the fabric of my t-shirt. Seconds later, both of our shirts hit the floor, and I’m left staring at ropes of hard muscle, rippling pecs, and layers of black ink tattoos covering his magnificent torso.

I see scars. Knife scars. Bullet scars. I see strong arms and fingers itching to turn me inside out as I take my bra off, letting him watch. He stares at my breasts for a while; my nipples perked under his gaze.

He licks his lower lip and pulls me in for another kiss. This one is short, though. I moan against him and damn near fall apart when his mouth closes around my left nipple.

This is insane, but I can’t let it end. I don’t want it to end.

His hands work their way down, my knees weak as he peels my jeans off my ass. He sucks my nipple harder and harder until the sting makes me cry out, but he doesn’t stop there. Instead, he proceeds to torment my right breast similarly.

My panties are down. I’m naked and wet as I struggle to unbutton his jeans.

“Whose fucking idea was it to make buttons on jeans so hard to undo?” I mumble with frustration.

Orion laughs lightly and helps me out, springing himself free. I hold still for a moment, staring at his gargantuan cock. It’s huge—thick and long. But my pussy tingles, liquid heat trickling down the insides of my thighs as I wrap my hands around it.

The veins running along his shaft pulsate against my tight hold, and Orion’s hiss lets me know he’s ready to take me.

“Come here,” he snarls, turning me around so I’m facing the desk. “Bend over.”

I have no choice but to obey. I want to obey.

My knees quiver as he spreads my legs and gets behind me. But it’s his tongue that has me whimpering and shaking. He grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them wide as he dives into me, face first. Madness ensues as I grip the desk’s edge with whatever strength I have left in me while his tongue slides between my wet folds. Teasing. Exploring. Slipping inside me.

The sensation is beyond anything I’d ever imagined. I’ve pleasured myself enough times to know what gets me going, but this is something else. This is infinitely more intimate and more intense. I’m putty in this man’s hands, and he’s about to take me to heaven.

He sucks my clit, the tip of his tongue pressing against it in a steady rhythm until it swells in his mouth.

“Oh, God,” I gasp, my core tightening as he sucks and licks it harder and harder. “Don’t stop.”

He nibbles on my tender nub until I fall apart until I come hard.

“I need more,” I beg him, my legs shaking.

“Oh, you’ll get more,” Orion replies, and I can hear him getting up. Anticipation builds up inside me, tension quick to fill my core as I understand what’s coming next. “You want this?”

“Yes. I want it. All of it. Fuck me, Orion. Make me yours.”

I have no idea where that came from, but I don’t regret it. Orion’s hands settle on my hips, fingers digging deep into my flesh as he positions himself behind me. I’ve been told before that it might hurt, but I don’t care. I can’t think straight. I just want him inside me. Orion slowly spears me with his full length, and I scream in delighted agony.

He stills.

“Fuck, Nadia!” he gasps, realizing the truth.

But I clench myself tightly around his gigantic cock, swallowing back tears and welcoming the brief sting before pleasure takes over. “Please, don’t stop,” I moan. “Please!”

“Dammit,” he curses under his breath, but he has lost all control, too.

He can only move forward and let himself go. He thrusts deep inside me, over and over, stretching and filling me with every push. I unravel as his hand reaches around my hip, his fingers flicking and teasing my clit while my pussy takes every glorious inch of this man.

“Dammit,” he says again, unable to stop.

He fucks me, hard and deep, pounding senselessly as I listen to the slapping sound of skin on skin, of a rhythm intensifying while a second orgasm threatens to blow through me. I’m clenched tighter and tighter, feeling those thick veins twitching inside me. My breasts bounce with every thrust, the desk creaking as Orion takes me, fucking me until I have nothing but sheer bliss coursing through me.

I come hard again, crying out as I let go, rippling all around him.

Orion smacks my ass and plunges deeper. Harder. Faster. He’s got me in his hold, spanking me with each pounding until, finally, he explodes deep inside me.

I feel the heat spilling and spreading, our climaxes intertwined, our bodies dissolving into one solitary being of a superior plane of existence.

Seconds pass.

I listen to the sound of his gruff breathing. My ass stings, but I love the feeling. I love the feeling of having been claimed.

“This was a mistake,” Orion says, pulling back.

The change in his tone is so abrupt that I barely register the sudden drop in the room’s temperature.

“What?” I mumble, blinking several times so I can regain my focus and remember where I am. It happened so fast, so unexpectedly. I don’t regret a single second of it, but why does Orion sound like he absolutely does? “What do you mean?”

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” Orion replies, quick to put his clothes back on.

All I can do is turn around and give him a confused look. There’s a dull ache in my core. I was a virgin up until a few minutes ago. “It’s my body. My choice,” I say.

He glances down, noticing something before quickly looking away.

That’s when I feel it, a warmth dripping down my thigh.

“You should’ve told me you were a virgin, Nadia. It’s not how I would’ve … dammit!” he snaps and points to a door behind his desk. “There’s a bathroom there. Clean yourself up. This was a mistake.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Yes, it was.” Orion is genuinely angry, and I don’t know what to make of it. I don’t understand. Is he scared? Disgusted? What the hell is going on? “It shouldn’t have happened this way. I apologize. I lost my common sense. Never again. Please, get yourself cleaned up, get dressed, and go home. It’s late.”

I’m stunned.

Orion leaves without even looking at me.

I’m alone and naked, still coming down from two mind-blowing orgasms. I welcomed the pain, and I wanted everything he gave me and more. Now that he’s got me hooked, he’s running away from me? Oh, hell, no. It wasn’t a mistake. He’s awakened me to my full potential. He doesn’t get just to walk away.

“Son of a …” I mutter and go into the bathroom.

This isn’t over. It’s just getting started.