The events of this chapter take place in the story 'Eclipse Child' between chapters 27 and 28

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There is a wolf inside of your heart, baby. 

And that is why when the night falls, 

you call for me like the moon

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When I was eight, I helped Sandra in the kitchen. The effort resulted in me burning my hand. The pan looked innocent enough, but the moment my skin made contact- it was fire.

The memory comes to my mind as I lay on the bed, Orion bent over me, his lips moving along mine.

Fire.

It's not just my hand, but my body. My whole body is being burned.

I gasp as he moves down, his lips following the edge of my jaw until they reach just under my ear. The area is sensitive, causing laughter to spill out of me involuntarily.

Orion raises his head, an eyebrow coming up in amusement.

"Stop-no-,"

A playful growl forms in his chest as he tackles me, biting and sucking the place that had me laughing. I squeal, unable to hold back.

The mood is changing so fast though.

One minute we are laughing, the next, Orion's lips are swallowing my giggles, a new fierceness hidden in his movements. He is rougher than before, pushing against me.

A moan slips through me. The sound changes his position. He joins me, groaning at the noises I am making. All embarrassment has left me. I'm to absorbed in his body as it presses against mine to register what I should be embarrassed about. Greed has taken over my thoughts. I want more. More. More

Orion pulls back, his mouth moving in between my breast. He captures the left, sucking on the nipple and running his nails down the side of my body.

My hands are tangled in his hair, unable to pull away. The curls have coiled around my fingers, trapping me to have only one option but pull him closer.

He doesn't though.

"I know you," he wiggles his eyebrows at me, shaking his head, "you want to dominate everyone. But not here."

I inhale sharply, about to yell at this idiotic wolf for breaking the mood with his blunt words when his actions cut me off. His tongue slides down my stomach, tracing my navel. His hands grab my hips, nails extending into claws as they painfully grip the skin.

His tongue continues down, not stopping until they reach their destination.

"Ah..." my gasp leaves me arching my back, hands still lost in his hair as his tongue enters me, tasting me. Orion's beard rubs against the edges, increasing the pleasure and causing my breaths to come out short.

Fire. I was burning on the outside. But now I'm burning from within.

I pull on his hair, an involuntary action, something I cannot control. My body is taking over, doing things that I have no control. My hips are moving with his tongue. Rocking back and forth.

"Fuck..." I can't take more of this.

He breaks off, smiling at me, a smug look on his face as he lets me see my desire stain his lips.

On the outside, where everyone could see, Orion was a child.

But alone, away from view- he became my mate.

And he lets me know, constantly and continuously, as he moves back up, to press his lips against my own, the salty taste staining my tongue.

Without warning he turns me, ripping my hands from his hair, violently pulling them out.

It's then that I register what he is going to do.

"Wait."

He pauses, a strained look on his face, but anger fills me as I move to press into his view.

"Don't fuck me like a wolf. Fuck me like a man."

"Fine," he growls impatiently, flipping me over in one fluid motion.

He stops short though, staring down at me. I can feel how hard he is, the pulsing pressing against me.

But he still holds back to take me in, to stare down at me. A sudden smile graces his face, spreading across his beard.

I smile shyly back, wondering what that look meant. My legs curl around him, our bodies pressed together. No space.

And then he moves his hips.

I growl, the pain making my hands shoot out to grab his shoulders as he keeps going. His face is shocked, eyes wide and mouth open in disbelief.

"Orion wait-," I'm breathless, not knowing how to handle this but he can't even register my words.

His hips move back, causing a low moan to come out of his throat. The sound sent chills down my skin, desire sweeping into me before he pushes back down.

My head is thrown back, my nails now claws, my teeth now canines.

Orion changes before my eyes as a low snarl leaves him, causing him to press harder. We each rock into the other, grinding and gasping, clawing and tearing away at flesh.

The sensation overwhelms as he fills me, the whole of him pulsing inside.

I don't think it can't feel any better than this.

But then Orion bites my shoulder.

The smell of blood enters my senses, blood that I've caused to Orion's back as my nails rake down his flesh to make sense of the sensation that is taking over me.

He gasps over me, pumping into me as his jaw tightens.

My eyes are rolling unable to see clearly. I don't know how I'm able to find his own shoulder, but I match his efforts.

Orion buckles over me, his knees giving out as I let my canines sink into flesh.

Throughout this, he never says a word. I realize then that neither have I.

I move away, grabbing his face in my hands as I catch his eyes.

Grey clouds into me, hazing my mind. A grey storm that takes over my thoughts. Each time he slams back down to me is like a bolt of lighting shocking me into awareness.

"Orion, Orion, Orion."

He matches my words, moving up and down in rhythm to it.

"You are my heart," I choke on the words. His fierce movement slows down, becoming softer, sweeter. His lips find mine again, and I feel that connection. A sudden fierce wave of protectiveness falls over me as I catch sight of the mate mark upon his skin.

He's mine.

We both still, climaxing together in unison.

Orion pulls out. A sudden emptiness invades me. It hits me then that the only time I felt close to this male was when there was nothing separating us.

No clothing, no skin.

Nothing.

I want him.

Orion's eyes grow darker as he takes in my smell.

A low chuckle forms in the back of his throat, sending thrills through me.

"In an hour?"

I laugh at his question and wiggle beside him, facing my body to his.

He lazily strokes a finger down the dip of my body, over the curve of my hip

"Well..." his face becomes thoughtful.

"I think I can help actually."

I look at him in confusion, before I feel his fingers go lower. 

Ya, I'm a tease, but guess who else is ;) Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter because it was hella hard for me to write (lol I just want to put that out there in case you like to listen to me complain) !♥