As I suspected, Orion was gone when I woke up.

For a split second, I wondered if he had tricked me again. Fooled me through my dreams again…but then I smelled him.

The scent of his cologne on my sheets. I had forgotten how good it smelled. How badly I wanted to bottle it up for myself. Musky and masculine. As sinful as he tasted. My mouth watered thinking about last night. His kiss. The way he fed from me. The sensation of his hand around my throat.

We ...