Chapter 19

CHAPTER 19

ELENNA

"You’re just going to go along with this?" I demanded. "You’re going to let Aidan hand you over to Nicholas and Celine and that’s it?"

Orion shrugged. "I’m not letting him hand you over. Just a wild guess here, you’re not going to let me hand him over either."

I stopped with my mouth hanging open. It hadn’t crossed my mind that was an option, but as far as I was concerned, it wasn’t. Neither was this.

"That would be a no." Orion stalked over to the window and looked out, arms crossed over his chest.

"Orion…" I exhaled in frustration.

"Like Aidan said, they will keep coming after me," he said without looking back. "Even if Aidan handed himself over to them, they’d come after me. I don’t know, maybe that’s the answer. You and Finley can live a long and happy life together. He’d like that."

"I don’t think he would," I said. "I certainly wouldn’t. I don’t want to lose any of you. I just found you." I couldn’t believe they’d turn around and tear my heart out like this. And no one seemed bothered by it. No one but me.

He turned around. "You know what our lifestyle is like. People die all the time. Ten men came after us in the gym and none of them went home. It could easily have been us killed that night. And Aidan and Finley. Next time it might be all of us. We have to do what we have to do to prevent that from happening. It’s that simple."

"It’s not simple at all," I protested. "I know what they’re going to do to you. They won’t just kill you, not outright. They’ll hand you over to someone like Ice Miller. They’ll keep you alive for days." I couldn’t stop the tears from trickling down my cheeks.

"Better me than you." He swept my tears away with his thumb.

"Why, because you’re a big, badass hockey god? You’ll feel the pain as much as I would. They’ll make you scream and beg for mercy.” How could he be so fucking calm? I was a nervous wreck. I wanted to grab all three of them by the back of the head and bang their heads together until they saw sense.

I was tempted to hunt down Nicholas or Celine and come clean about what happened to Oscar. They could kill me just like they killed my brother. I could make up some story about how I helped the twins screw with their human trafficking operation, and that Orion took the blame for me. Wasn’t that what he was doing anyway? Why should he take the blame for me when I could take the blame for myself?

"No," he said firmly. "I know exactly what you’re thinking and the answer is no. If you even consider it, I’ll go back out there and tell Aidan and he’ll handcuff you until all of this is over. You know he will."

"You won’t do that," I said. I put out a hand when he took a step towards the door. "I could handcuff you to the bed."

The side of his mouth drew up and he looked smug. "I’d like to see you try."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You think I can’t? You might be underestimating how angry I am right now."

He scoffed slightly. "No I’m not, I just know I’m twice as big as you." He held out his hands to both sides. "But by all means, go ahead."

I placed my hands on his chest and shoved him back towards the bed. I shoved him a step before he gave up all resistance and let me push him onto his back. He grabbed my arms and pulled me down with him so I lay on top of his body.

"I’m starting to think this was your plan," I said.

"Maybe it was." He rolled me over and lay on top of me, his knees between my legs. "A guy should have one more fuck before he goes to his death, shouldn’t he?"

I slapped his chest. "Don’t joke about it. I still haven’t decided if I’m going to let you sacrifice yourself." I rolled us back the other way, straddled his hips and tugged at the hem of his T-shirt.

He lifted his arms and let me pull it off over his head. He looked like he might argue one more time, but then he was helping me out of my Demons hoodie and long sleeved shirt.

He tugged my bra straps off my shoulders and let them slide down my arms. "So beautiful."

I reached back to unhook my bra and tossed it aside.

I wanted to tell him he was the beautiful one, but I didn’t want to start another argument or another conversation. If I did, we’d only end up back on the same topic, going around in circles.

I wasn’t giving up so easily, but could I sway any of them? They were stubborn and they’d made up their minds. But then, so was I.

He pinched my nipples lightly, letting them harden under his touch. At the same time, he looked at them like he’d never seen them before. Or rather, like he never expected to see them again.

I shoved that out of my mind for now and undid the front of his jeans. He lifted his hips so I could tug them down, freeing his thick, half-erect cock.

I wrapped my fingers around his length and worked him up and down until he was fully hard. It didn’t take long, no more than half a dozen pumps. He was as ready as I was.

"If you want me to come in your hand…" He groaned.

"I don’t," I said. "I want you to come in my mouth.”

I kissed my way down his body, teasing his abs with my tongue. I dropped little kisses here and licks there until I reached his cock. I teased my way around his head, licking pre-cum from his tip. His hips twitched in response.

My eyes on his, I opened my lips and captured as much as I could of him with my mouth.

"Fuck… You have the most perfect mouth." He rolled his hips, pushing himself deeper down my throat. He tapped the back, but pulled out slightly when I gagged.

“Elenna, I?—"

I took my mouth off him. "Don’t hold back. Give me everything." I lowered my mouth back onto him, sucking while his eyes darkened.

My words acted like some kind of switch. Where before he was careful and gentle, now he fucked my mouth with no restraint. His breathing was more and more ragged each time he made me gag.

"How are you so perfect?" he gasped out. He reached down to take a fistful of my hair and hold me there while he pounded into me.

I smiled at him with my eyes and let my tongue run up and down the vein on the underside of his cock. He was so thick, hot and tasty. I could have sucked on him all day.

And his reaction— That was everything. Watching him become more and more undone with every suck and thrust was compelling and arousing. On the ice, he was the image of control. Here, he was anything but. Everything he felt right now was because of me. Because of my mouth, my tongue, my lips. My fingers on his balls. I was the one driving him wild. I was the one driving him closer and closer to coming.

I watched him reach the edge and tip over. His body stilled. He squirted hot cum down my throat, forcing me to swallow every drop of his release.

Even after I had, I went on sucking and licking, milking him, making his orgasm last as long as I could. I wanted him to feel it from his toes to the top of his head, like I always did. Like he did to me.

He finally stopped shuddering and flopped back, his fingers slipping from my hair. His eyes rolled back and he was all but limp.

"Fucking hell, Elenna, you’re amazing. So generous and so fucking hot. I could die right now with your mouth on my cock and have no regrets."

I slowly drew my mouth off him. "No dying right now." I wanted to order him, to tell him he could never die, but that wasn’t going to happen. Whether it was tomorrow or eighty years from now, we couldn’t hide from the inevitable. At some point, I would lose him. I’d lose all of them. Or they’d lose me.

"Same to you." He took a moment to catch his breath before he gripped my hand and pulled me up to the pillows. Once I was comfortable against them, he scooted down the bed and parted my legs with his hands.

He slid his thumb over the entrance to my pussy. "You’re so wet." He slid his thumb inside me and turned it around slowly, until it was coated with my juices. He pulled it out and replaced it with two of his fingers, before pressing his thumb into my rear hole.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"More than okay." I reached over to the table beside the bed and pulled out a vibrator and a tube of lube. I handed them both to him. I swallowed but nodded. I was certain of what I wanted him to do to me.

He slipped his fingers out of me and coated the vibrator in lubricant. Bending my knees gently, he pried my legs open wider and pushed the tip of the vibrator into my ass.

I shivered slightly but forced myself to relax and let him put the toy in deeper. It felt strange and good at the same time. Full in the way I’d only felt a time or two before.

He slid the vibrator in deeper, while slipping two of the fingers of his other hand back inside my pussy. With a slow rhythm, he worked my ass and pussy at the same time.

"That feels incredible," I said breathlessly. It felt even more amazing when he lowered his mouth to my clit, his tongue flicking lightly while he thrust in and out of me. He set my whole body on fire.

"Orion, more. Deeper."

He obliged, pressing his fingers and the vibrator in deeper but still careful.

"I feel so full." I rocked my hips slowly, savouring every feeling, every sensation as if I could bottle it for later. If I could, I’d make enough money to buy the whole world. I didn’t need the world, I just needed this, right now. Him playing my body like I was an instrument and he was an expert musician.

"Come for me, Elenna," he whispered. He licked and teased and stroked, determined to make me come. His fingers were so deep he’d feel my muscles clench around them. He must be able to feel the vibrator through the thin wall between my pussy and my ass.

I don’t know if it was that thought, or a thousand sensations in my pussy and ass, but I came so hard my whole body screamed with pleasure. Every nerve ending inside me exploded with bliss. My vision went dark except for a pinwheel of fireworks that cascaded all around me.

I was vaguely aware of crying out his name somewhere in the middle of my orgasm. I wanted to stay in this place forever. Too soon, I was coming down, floating back to earth. Flopping back as he slid the vibrator and his fingers out of me.

"I fucking love when you come," he said. "Knowing what I do to you. Me, not Aidan or Finley."

"You," I whispered. "You make me feel amazing." Right then, I was breathless and boneless. Utterly satisfied. For the time being.

I dropped my head back to the pillow and sighed. There had to be a way that he didn’t have to make the sacrifice for me. I couldn’t lose him so soon. I wouldn’t. I didn’t know how, but I was going to stop the Fiorellis from killing him. Even if I had to kill again to do it.