She ached so painfully for Orion that she let out a desperate cry as he pulled her against his hardness. His tongue slid into her hot mouth. She moaned as the flood of desire tightened her pussy and nipples. The heady scent of Orion’s skin made her weak in the knees. Orion was her husband. Her long lost soulmate.

The enormity of what they meant to each other, and what they would forever be to each other, burst in her heart. She grabbed at him but couldn’t get him close enough. Her hands roved his body, gripping, pulling, needy. He growled and picked her up in his powerful arms. Lucia wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hard.

He carried her across the threshold into her room and set her on the bed. Orion knelt before her on the floor, enveloping her waist. Lucia looked down at him as he held her reverently. She ran her hands through his hair and let out a soft sigh.

She cupped his cheeks in her hands, feeling his stubble under her palms. He reached up and kissed her. His full, hot lips pressed against hers, eliciting little moans from deep inside her. He slid his hands up her legs, under her dress and hooked his fingers in her panties.

On one hand, she couldn’t believe this was happening. On the other hand, she knew that this had to happen, right now. He pulled her panties down her legs and threw them aside. Orion lifted her skirt and looked down at her sex, his cock pressing hard against the fabric of his jeans.

“I have waited two thousand years to taste you again,” he growled, hiking her skirt up around her hips. “Your cunt smells like honey dipped fruit.”

She gasped and lay down on the bed as he drove his tongue into her pussy. The flat of it cupped her sex, rubbing over her as the tip dipped slightly inside her core. She gasped and ran her hand through his wavy dark hair.

Of all the things that had occurred since she’d gone to work two days ago, Orion’s mouth on her had to be the best. The electricity of his touch vibrated through her and she arched her back. The man knew what he was doing, that was for sure.

His deft tongue and fingers worked her sex like a master at sleight of hand. It was either the thousands of years of experience, or dragon magic. Whatever it was, Orion had Lucia on the edge of orgasm within seconds.

“Orion,” she whimpered.

Her wet thighs rubbed over his stubble covered cheeks as he pulled her legs tighter around his face. She let go to him and the waves of pleasure rolled over her like an electric tide. The memories of a lifetime in the distant past reminded her that this man was her husband. Her soulmate. They’d had children together and knew each other and the mysteries of life in ways she couldn’t even comprehend with her current mind.

It was all too much for her. But that didn’t keep her from coming, screaming like a banshee, over and over again against Orion’s skilled tongue. After pushing her over the brink, no less than four times, he lifted his face from her sex.

With a wave of his hand, his clothes disappeared. She gasped, and her mouth dropped in shock both for the effortless magic he’d done and for the impressive cock that stood to attention against his stomach.

Orion pulled Lucia out of her clothes, his cock bobbing right in front of her face. She shivered, even though the air in her room was warm from the fireplace. His hard-muscled body was too perfect to be real. Every curve and dip of his chiseled musculature called out for her tongue to taste it. Gooseflesh rose on her arms and legs as he lowered himself to look into her eyes.

“Selene,” he said, cupping her cheek in his hand. “You are so beautiful.”

He leaned in and kissed her, pushing her back onto the bed. He descended, resting against her sex. His massive cock pressed against the slick slit between her legs. He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear.

“Beloved wife,” he said. “I have waited so many centuries to find you again.”

“I wish I knew who she was,” she whimpered.

She might have some memories, some vague half-remembered sensations—video images on a strange computer screen, but none of that was real to her. Not the way her life back in San Francisco had been real.

Her work at the library. Her years in college. Her childhood in southern California with her parents. Those memories were what was real. No matter how much she wanted to be the wife Orion loved so very much, she knew she wasn’t that person.

“You are my Selene. We both know it,” he breathed into her ear.

His hips tilted back and the head of his cock throbbed against her slick opening. She sucked a breath through her teeth as Orion pushed inside her. Pleasure exploded through her nipples as her body took his thick length. The sensation of him stretching her radiated through her core, exciting all her senses.

She groaned as he pressed his wet tongue into her mouth. His cock slid deeper, filling her body and soul with the knowledge of a man she’d once loved. She was so wet that Orion’s girth, which would normally have caused her pain, only filled her with the most intense pleasure she’d ever experienced.

Her pussy and nipples were ablaze with erotic intensity. Her mind jolted like a roller coaster, trying to comprehend the pleasure coursing through her. Orion had barely filled her and she was already on the edge of yet another climax. She didn’t know if she could take another so soon. Orion’s tongue had played her body like an instrument of which he was a virtuoso.

She grasped his back, clinging to him and pulling him as close as she could get. He licked her neck and sucked her earlobe, tilting back to thrust into her again. She groaned on impact, her body exploding in orgasm. When he felt her clench around his cock, he growled into her ear and picked up his pace.

“Beautiful Selene,” he whispered as he took her.

“I’m Lucia,” she begged him.

“My little Lucia. My darling.”

“Yes, Orion. Yes,” she moaned as the orgasms continued barreling through her.

His hips thrust hard and fast into her. The power in the hips of a man who was a demigod could not be expressed in mere mortal words. Lucia had never experienced anything even remotely as erotically forceful as the thrust of Orion’s hips as he sank into her core.

His hot tongue dipped into her mouth, sliding over her tongue in a liquid fire of arousal. She ran her hands down his broad back, marveling at the enormity of his masculine form. She cupped his ass, holding on as he moved into her in waves.

Lucia abandoned herself to Orion, giving up any thought that there was a way out or a way back. There was only through; through this cluster of memories and past relationships. This man loved her. He loved the memory of the woman she once was, and with him pumping into her, harder and harder with each thrust, she wanted to be that woman. She wanted to give him the life he’d lost. She wanted to return herself to the man who had once been her husband.

“I need to claim you, Lucia,” he growled. “I must make you mine again.”

Whatever he desired, she wanted to give it to him. She groaned, holding him tighter.

“Yes,” she whispered.

His sharp teeth brushed over her neck. Lucia gasped and the reality of what it meant to be claimed by a dragon solidified in her mind. His sharp teeth pressed against the soft flesh of her neck. She squeezed her eyes shut, her arms tight around his waist. His jaws widened and he bit down, hard. Her entire reality flashed before her eyes and she was lost in a haze of memories, pleasure, and pain. He clamped down on her neck, thrusting harder into her soft core.

Lucia felt Orion there, in the depths of her soul. Even though the full meaning of it wasn’t quite clear. She loved him. Through the majesty of time, they had come together again. She clung to him, between pleasure and pain as their souls met and merged into one.

He climaxed inside her. At the same time, Lucia’s body squeezed on this throbbing rod. His teeth held fast to her neck, blood dripping from the wound. She felt his tongue slide across her flesh, between his teeth, as he came.

She let out a loud moan, gasping for air as his teeth eased out of her neck. Her lips parted as he slowly moved from inside her. Wet and close, he kept her there, holding her tight as their bond slowly unfolded between them.