“Which book would you go into?” I asked Orion, brushing my fingers over the thick stubble on his jaw.
“There is no story I would choose to live in but ours,” he answered simply, and damn this man to hell for his silver tongue. My heart all but packed up its bags and moved out of my chest to go and live in his instead. He already owned it that completely anyway.
Next, we headed upstairs to a place where clouds hovered everywhere and we could step right onto them, letting them carry us all around an area that had mirrored glass which reflected an azure sky back at us. The books were hidden between the mirrors, their covers transparent until they were within our grip, and I smiled at the incredible magic as we got lost in it, forgetting all about the problems that awaited us far above our heads.
When we came to a carved wooden door which was as large as a house, I glanced at Orion with a giddy look before taking hold of the bronze handle and turning it, finding the thing impossibly easy to move considering its size.
We stepped into a perfectly silent part of the library where books stretched out impossibly far in front of us on dark wooden bookshelves that rose up two floors above our heads. The floor was a rich red mahogany and we crept across it, glancing down the passages that led away into the cavernous room either side of us.
Orion tugged on my hand to get my attention and I glanced back at him, finding him pressing his finger to his lips with a smirk before lifting me up and shooting us away down one of the passages. He came to a halt, but his shoes slipped on the highly polished floor and we slammed into one of the bookshelves, sending the whole thing tipping sideways and spiling books all over the table and floor.
Orion caught hold of the shelf before the whole thing could go over, placing it back in its position with a resounding boom that echoed throughout the entire room.
“Woops,” he laughed, putting me down and I lifted a hand to cast a silencing bubble. He knocked my hand aside, a roguish glint in his eyes. “Looks like no one’s in here.”
He pressed a hand to my chest and shoved, knocking me backwards onto the table, my ass hitting a book and my hand slipping on another one as I fought to push myself upright.
But Orion shot in front of me, kicking my legs apart and rearing over me, pressing me back down onto the books as he sank his tongue between my lips.
My heart beat matched the rampant beat of his own and excitement tangled with my veins at the thought of doing this here.
“I wanna hear what your screams sound like filling up this whole room and echoing back to me,” Orion said against my mouth, nudging my knees apart as he stepped between them and slipped a hand up my skirt.
My back arched before he even touched me, his knuckles rubbing over the damp spot on my panties, my body always so ready for him. He growled carnally then pushed my panties aside and sank three fingers mercilessly inside me.
“Oh god,” I gasped.
“Good girl,” he growled, teasing me as he drew his fingers in and out of me so slowly I whimpered.
“More,” I commanded, reaching for his belt, but he caught my wrist, placing my hand against the swell of his cock through his jeans and making me feel every inch of him through the rough material.
“If you want more, you’re gonna ask for it nicely.” He smirked, driving his fingers into me deeper and holding them there as I panted for him.
“Please,” I said breathlessly and a heady look entered his eyes at me begging him.
He released my wrist and I kept my hand on his cock, squeezing and caressing him through his jeans while keeping one hand behind me to support myself, my body half upright as he stepped closer to spread my legs wider for him.
He pushed my skirt higher so he could watch his hand fuck me, a greedy look on his face as he wet his lips.
I held my lower lip between my teeth to stop myself from making too much noise, fearing the echo in this enormous part of the library, but Orion reached out, pressing his thumb down on my lip and yanking it free.
“Don’t hold out on me, how will I know if you’re enjoying yourself if I don’t hear you scream?” he taunted, curling his fingers deep inside me as I swallowed another moan and bucked my hips.
“You know, asshole,” I panted and he grinned, his face half cast in shadow as he leaned over me.
“Yeah, I know,” he admitted, his thumb circling over my clit, making my whole body arch. “I know exactly what you like.”
“Then give it to me,” I demanded and he laughed loudly, letting his voice carry through the stacks and making a blush rise in my cheeks.