Chapter 77 Orion #2
Without her, I had no reason to live.
She was everything I had. Everything I needed.
As she went through the steps of washing my hair, I couldn’t help but admire her; from the gentle circles she rubbed against my scalp as she washed away weeks of oil and grime, to the quiet way she ran the washcloth over my sore skin, always soft, moving slowly through the motions.
And I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Not away from the pink flush highlighting her cheeks, or the little smile on her lips. Nothing in her eyes told me she was at all uncomfortable with this, or that it irritated her.
“You know,” I said, breaking the silence, “regardless of whether you’re ready or not, you will make a wonderful, kind mother.”
Ivy’s eyes shot to mine and widened. “You think so?” she asked hesitantly, setting the washcloth aside.
I took her hand and pulled her into me, sucking in a breath as she fell into my lap. “I very much do,” I said, wrapping an arm around her. “Timing might not be perfect, but you have support.”
She raised a brow as she shifted above me. I could almost feel her core against my cock. It was a tempting feeling, wondering how it might feel to really be inside her. Here, now. Not in a dream, but in reality.
“You would help with dirty diapers and spit up?” she asked, smirking.
“For our children? Yes,” I replied with a shrug.
“What counts as our children?” She cocked her head, lowering herself on my lap. Suddenly, my cock was against her cunt, and it felt…good. “Children you and I have by blood? Or any children I give birth to?”
“I love you too much to care. Any child you have, I will care for as my own. Though, I will admit, I am terrified of the idea of passing down anything to do with my father,” I replied honestly, heart pounding as the realisation hit me full force.
“Maybe one day, I will feel ready to give you a baby. But I don’t…
I don’t think I could with everything Hyperion has done so fresh. ”
Ivy said nothing for a long moment. Her arms went around my neck, bringing us completely flush.
Her breasts pressing into my chest were a welcome distraction against the way fear thrummed through me at my admission.
They were words I’d never spoken aloud before, but they’d been heavy on my mind for years.
I’d thought them even during our time together, and I’d felt selfish then.
But there was no resentment in Ivy’s eyes as she brushed her nose against mine. “I’m glad you told me that,” she said quietly.
“I will care for any child you have as if it were my own,” I said. “But you…you don’t mind if we never have one together?”
Ivy shook her head before hugging me. “If there’s a male version of birth control, you should go on it,” she said with a small chuckle. “If that’s what you want, then I’m happy. And if you want to discuss it later, we can have this talk again in three hundred years.”
I breathed a sigh of relief and wound my arms around her. “You are far too good to me, Ivy Wilson.”
“No,” she murmured, pulling back enough to meet my eye. “We’re just right.”
I felt hot for an entirely different reason. Eyes locked on hers, I skimmed my hand down her back to her ass, tracing the globe of it slowly. Ivy’s eyes darkened, the skin of her arms puckering with a shiver.
“No funny business,” she said, her words cutting off when I took hold of her thigh.
“You make me stronger, my flower,” I replied, kissing her throat. “And the last time I tried to have my way with you, we were interrupted.”
Ivy gasped when I shifted, pressing my pelvis into hers. She couldn’t help herself, either, as she gently rocked against me. “Ry—”
“Let me claim you again,” I pleaded, releasing her with one hand to reach between us. “Let me finally feel you.”
Her eyes searched mine, darkening when I took hold of myself and swiped through her arousal.
“Please,” I whispered, angling myself at her entrance.
A shaky breath passed her lips as she nodded. “Claim me.”
“There is nothing I want more.” I wedged myself inside her, feeling the heat of her cunt tighten around the head of my cock. My sweet mate made a sound of surprise in the back of her throat as I filled her, then another when she took me completely.
I couldn’t stop the groan from falling from my lips, head falling back. “You feel amazing,” I said, shifting my hips, liking how her walls fluttered as I did. “Better than life itself, even.”
Ivy’s fingers dug into my shoulders as I shifted beneath her, giving her a chance to grind into me. “I don’t remember you feeling like this,” she admitted, cheeks darkening. “You’ve…changed.”
“It might be that you are far more sensitive now,” I said. “Because I’ve only ever been like this for you.”
She shuddered in my arms, but she lifted herself and rode me softly, still gentle. Each stroke of her was like a match being lit within me. Each flutter of her walls a call for my magic.
I gripped her hips and helped her, but I was close. Could come at any moment. And I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back.
My breaths came hard as she brought me through to the finish, and I couldn’t stop myself from exploding.
Ivy covered my mouth with her own, stealing the cry from my lips before it could echo through the bathroom.
She only slowed temporarily, grinding into me instead of riding my cock like I wanted her to.
“Don’t stop,” I bit out, cheeks warming with embarrassment. “Keep going. Finish on me.”
Ivy brought her hands to my cheeks, dropping small kisses to my nose, my cheeks. “I will, don’t worry,” she murmured, making circling motions. “Are you still hard?”
“I never stopped being ready for you,” I said, grabbing her by the ass. “I’m sorry I can’t fuck you the way you deserve.”
Something shifted in her eyes, something that reminded me of her power. It was only brief, and it disappeared a moment later. It had to be a trick of the light—impossible considering the collar.
There was a renewed energy as she rode me again, this time the gentleness gone. With each fall of her body, I met her with a thrust of my hips, slamming into her with a reminder of my promise to her.
I was hers. And she was mine.
The words repeated in my head as her lips found mine again, tongue swiping against my own.
And this time when my climax built, I felt hers pushing me towards the finish.
At the flutter and tightening of her cunt, I couldn’t hold myself back from grunting and spilling my release inside her.
Against my mouth, she cried out, her body falling into mine as she panted.
When her head fell to my shoulder, and we were both spent, I wrapped my arms around her, holding her until the world around us faded, allowing us to exist in our own cocoon of warmth.
Even if only temporary.