simply had a bit of fun. Nothing earth-shattering, even if it sort of felt that way. Time to cut her losses.
While she finished showering, Brigit constructed a plan. They’d get dressed and rush straight to one of the conference rooms for an after-party. She’d wait for him to leave. With any luck, he’d lead her straight to her friends. If not, she knew where she had to go.
Following Orion would require that Brigit leave the conference early. She was okay with that. She just prayed he didn’t catch her.
Her conscience pricked her. Was it wrong to spy on him?
Under the circumstances, Brigit didn’t think so. It was logical and levelheaded, so why was her heart threatening to burst?
* * * * *
Orion couldn’t move or refute her claims of subterfuge. He could barely breathe as he spied the redness between Brigit’s pale quivering thighs. He vaguely remembered saying the words of binding and feeling the link pop into place. Instantly, he felt himself stroking in and out of her.
A second later Brigit’s emotions invaded his mind. He’d shared her hopes and dreams, experienced her fears and saw the boundless love she hid deep inside of her. He had no idea why he’d performed the ritual. It was as if the great Goddess herself forced the words past his numb lips. He’d had no choice but to say them, binding their hearts together for an eternity. Or that was what he would like to believe, but Orion knew better. Even now he could feel the bond between them growing in strength. Soon they wouldn’t be able to stand to be apart for any length of time without suffering pain and discomfort from the separation. They’d both feel the loss.
The second he’d slipped his ringed cock inside Brigit’s warm quim he’d felt as if he were home. After that, linking had simply been a formality. Her body was everything he’d imagined and more. Her soft cries still filled his ears while the delicate scent of their lovemaking permeated the room. Orion could still taste Brigit upon his lips. The sensation brought a groan from deep inside of his chest to the surface. He hardened, already wanting her again.
His insatiable need for her didn’t change the fact that linking oneself to a human was tantamount to insanity. Look what it had done to his brother, Ares, and King Eros. They behaved like besotted fools, catering to their women’s needs above their own. It went beyond embarrassing.
The Queen and her friend, Jac held the men’s cocks firmly in their dainty hands. Orion shuddered at the thought. No woman would ever hold him in such a manner. He and Brigit could not be bound. He’d just have to explain to her that there had been a mistake. Yet, the damning evidence he’d seen, left little doubt that’s what had occurred.
Cassandra’s call interrupted his thoughts and reminded him that he was way off schedule with this mission.
What in the name of the Goddess had he done?
Before he could answer that question the bathroom door crashed open and Brigit stood in the frame with a white towel wrapped firmly around her body. His thoughts scattered from his mind like Zaronian leaves in the wind. His eyes feasted upon the sight of her exposed ivory-colored skin. Her red hair was damp and lay pressed against her forehead, feathering her delicate shoulders like the wings of a bird.
Orion cleared his throat to find his voice. “Are you well?”
Brigit stiffened, then gave him a half smile, before walking across the room to the container that held her clothing. “I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be? How are you? Ready to go?” The words fell out of her mouth in rapid-fire succession.
Orion had no idea what Brigit talked about, but he hadn’t missed the change in her demeanor. She’d realized the mistake their joining had been too. He ignored the sudden discomfort in his chest. Sensible and beautiful, she was the perfect woman. What was he saying? There was no such thing as the perfect woman. He’d mated out of instinct and to
While she finished showering, Brigit constructed a plan. They’d get dressed and rush straight to one of the conference rooms for an after-party. She’d wait for him to leave. With any luck, he’d lead her straight to her friends. If not, she knew where she had to go.
Following Orion would require that Brigit leave the conference early. She was okay with that. She just prayed he didn’t catch her.
Her conscience pricked her. Was it wrong to spy on him?
Under the circumstances, Brigit didn’t think so. It was logical and levelheaded, so why was her heart threatening to burst?
* * * * *
Orion couldn’t move or refute her claims of subterfuge. He could barely breathe as he spied the redness between Brigit’s pale quivering thighs. He vaguely remembered saying the words of binding and feeling the link pop into place. Instantly, he felt himself stroking in and out of her.
A second later Brigit’s emotions invaded his mind. He’d shared her hopes and dreams, experienced her fears and saw the boundless love she hid deep inside of her. He had no idea why he’d performed the ritual. It was as if the great Goddess herself forced the words past his numb lips. He’d had no choice but to say them, binding their hearts together for an eternity. Or that was what he would like to believe, but Orion knew better. Even now he could feel the bond between them growing in strength. Soon they wouldn’t be able to stand to be apart for any length of time without suffering pain and discomfort from the separation. They’d both feel the loss.
The second he’d slipped his ringed cock inside Brigit’s warm quim he’d felt as if he were home. After that, linking had simply been a formality. Her body was everything he’d imagined and more. Her soft cries still filled his ears while the delicate scent of their lovemaking permeated the room. Orion could still taste Brigit upon his lips. The sensation brought a groan from deep inside of his chest to the surface. He hardened, already wanting her again.
His insatiable need for her didn’t change the fact that linking oneself to a human was tantamount to insanity. Look what it had done to his brother, Ares, and King Eros. They behaved like besotted fools, catering to their women’s needs above their own. It went beyond embarrassing.
The Queen and her friend, Jac held the men’s cocks firmly in their dainty hands. Orion shuddered at the thought. No woman would ever hold him in such a manner. He and Brigit could not be bound. He’d just have to explain to her that there had been a mistake. Yet, the damning evidence he’d seen, left little doubt that’s what had occurred.
Cassandra’s call interrupted his thoughts and reminded him that he was way off schedule with this mission.
What in the name of the Goddess had he done?
Before he could answer that question the bathroom door crashed open and Brigit stood in the frame with a white towel wrapped firmly around her body. His thoughts scattered from his mind like Zaronian leaves in the wind. His eyes feasted upon the sight of her exposed ivory-colored skin. Her red hair was damp and lay pressed against her forehead, feathering her delicate shoulders like the wings of a bird.
Orion cleared his throat to find his voice. “Are you well?”
Brigit stiffened, then gave him a half smile, before walking across the room to the container that held her clothing. “I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be? How are you? Ready to go?” The words fell out of her mouth in rapid-fire succession.
Orion had no idea what Brigit talked about, but he hadn’t missed the change in her demeanor. She’d realized the mistake their joining had been too. He ignored the sudden discomfort in his chest. Sensible and beautiful, she was the perfect woman. What was he saying? There was no such thing as the perfect woman. He’d mated out of instinct and to
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