(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)
Orion's lips crashed against mine, stealing my breath and my protest in one forceful move. His kiss wasn't gentle—it was desperate, hungry, demanding. His hands grabbed my waist, lifting me effortlessly before tossing me onto the bed. I bounced once, my naked body completely exposed to his ravenous gaze.
"God, look at you," he breathed, his chest heaving. "So fucking perfect."
Before I could respond, his hands flew to his boxers, yanking them down in one swift motion. My eyes widened involuntarily. I'd never seen a naked man before, and Orion was... intimidating. His cock stood proudly against his stomach, thick and long, the tip already glistening with moisture.
"Like what you see?" A hint of his usual arrogance colored his voice, despite the strain evident on his face.
