Cursing Athena (Order Of Seven)

by Lisa Sanchez

“Gods, you smell good,” he said as he blazed a trail of sweet, gentle kisses down her abdomen. “Like citrus…and flowers.”

  Danika thought her eyes might roll back in her head from the sheer sensual bliss his mouth was treating her to. Those lips! That tongue! He inched further and further down, closer and closer to the aching source of her need. And when he hooked his finger beneath the thin fabric of her panties and tore them from her, she’d never been more thankful in her life.

  “I can’t wait any longer,” he said with a labored groan. “I have to know…I have to taste you.”

  It was as if the world turned upside down. The sensation of Ty’s mouth lapping and licking at her sensitive core was entirely too much. It didn’t take long. Body eager for release, she’d been teetering on the edge of oblivion from the moment he’d laid siege to her sensitive flesh. So, when he focused his attention on her clit, lapping and sucking—she shattered. Screaming his name, Danika rode out the waves of the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced.

  Ty crawled up the length of her body and positioned himself between her legs. Lips slick with her wetness, he brushed his mouth against hers, his kiss slow and languid. “Mmm,” he groaned. “See how good you taste? Sweet like honey, and oh-so-good. Gods, sweetness…I can’t wait any longer. I just…”

  In one swift stroke, he sheathed himself in her fully, both of them simultaneously crying out in pleasure.

  “Aww, fuck!” he said with a groan. “Gods…you’re tight.” He closed his eyes for a moment and stilled. “Sweet, Blessed Aphrodite. It’s as if you were made for me, and me alone.” He eased in and out, allowing her body to get used to him, his movements slow and controlled. “So fucking good. Gods, sweetness. You feel so good. So much better…than I could…have ever…imagined,” he said between powerful strokes.

  The feeling of Ty’s cock encased deep within her was more than Danika could take. Thick and long, he filled her completely, a blissful and entirely satisfying invasion. She wanted more. She needed to be closer to him.

  Arching her back, she lifted her hips and met his thrusts blow for blow. More. She needed more of him, needed him deeper inside her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she grasped onto his neck and gave herself over to the rhythmic sounds of their frenzied lovemaking.

  She was close, so close—teetering on the edge of completion yet again.

  His warm breath tickled her ear, his voice deep and throaty with passion. “That’s it, sweetness. Let go and just feel. Give yourself to me, body and soul.”

  His lips trailed down the length of her neck, her sensitized flesh on fire, burning from the inside out. And when his mouth closed around her nipple, his warm tongue rolling over the hardened nub, she nearly shattered.

  Everywhere. Ty was everywhere. His scent. His hands. His mouth. Every inch of her skin, every molecule in her body rocketed skyward, aching, yearning for completion. Just when she thought she couldn’t stand another second of the exquisite torture, she felt Ty slide his hand between their bodies. The moment his thumb brushed against her clit, she was lost—enveloped in a white light, floating on a high of the sweetest ecstasy she’d ever known.

  “Oh! Oh, yes, Ty! Yes!”

  Face twisted in pleasure, Ty threw his head back and roared. An enormous, spectral shadow of his beast exploded from deep within as he drove himself into her one final time, brilliant light bathing the room in alabaster white.

  Sucked into yet another orgasm, Danika closed her eyes and cried out as he filled her with his warm seed.

  Sated, and feeling as though her body were made of rubber, she sighed in contentment as Ty rolled them onto their sides, gently withdrawing from her.

  “My God,” she said on a breath. “That was…” She shook her head. “I don’t even have words.”

  Heated, electrical pulses traveled down the side of her face as his warm finger smoothed her hair out of her face. Piercing, sapphire eyes ensnared her own, Ty’s wide, toothy grin growing larger by the second.

  “What?” she asked with a giggle. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

  Ty nuzzled her neck and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. “Look up, sweetness.”

  Unsure of what to expect, she tore her eyes from his heated gaze, looked up at the mirrored ceiling and gasped. “My eyes!” Pupils no longer round, but elliptical, they glowed a brilliant blue, a soft white circle encasing her new cat-shaped irises. “They’re…they’re…”

  “Beautiful,” Ty said, before pressing another kiss to her temple.

  Warring against an uncanny need to stare at her newly transformed eyes, she turned her gaze to the handsome warrior holding her close. “What does it mean? Will they stay this way forever?”

  Ty swept a hand across her collar bone before burying it in her hair. “It means our bond is complete. You are my mate—for eternity. None can separate us. And—”

  Danika felt her eyes widen as she shifted her body to face Ty. She waved a hand through the air and shook her head. “Hold up. Wait, wait…wait. Did you say…eternity?” Was he serious? Was she really that lucky? Would she really get to spend the rest of her life with this amazing man?

  Ty chuckled. “Yes, sweetness. Our bond has transformed you. You’re blessed with the gift of youth and longevity.” He paused for a moment, no doubt giving her time to process the life-changing news he’d just relayed. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “And as for your eyes… No, they won’t stay like that forever. They’ll only change when we make love.” He chuckled. “Or when you’re particularly desirous of me, which I can guarantee will be constantly.”

  Danika feigned shock before swatting him over the head with a nearby pillow. “Someone’s a little sure of himself,” she said with a giggle.

  Strong hands maneuvered her against his side and held her close. “Just relaying the facts, babe.”

  “Unreal,” she said while stretching her languid arms above her head. “This whole thing is just…” She trailed off. Her day had been one of extremes. From fighting off her nasty ex, to fighting for her life in the alley, to learning she was mated to an immortal shape-shifter, she was positive there wasn’t anything left that would shock her. And though she’d lost her job at the club, she somehow knew, now that she had Ty in her life, everything would be okay. He’d not only come to her aid with her sleazy boss, he’d rescued her from James back at the club and a soul-sucking demon shortly thereafter. Ty was her angel, her knight-in-shining-armor. She knew, without a doubt, as long as she had him by her side she’d be safe, cared for and loved. “Unreal,” she whispered and smiled.

  Before she had time to blink, Ty was on top of her, his arms braced on either side of her chest. Body flush with hers, his long and very aroused cock pressed against her stomach, once more stirring her desire.

  “Oh no, baby. This right here,” he pressed his cock against her slick core, “is very, very real.” He cast her a wicked grin and nipped at her nose playfully. “And I, for one, have no problem whatsoever proving it to you over, and over, and over again.”

  A rakish grin spread across his face as he made his way down the length of her torso and took her into his mouth once again.

  Danika couldn’t contain her smile as she looked up toward the heavens. “Thank you, Athena!”

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