Page 119 of The Unseen Hour

Orion grinned at me.

“What are you thinking?”

I knew what he was asking.

“That I need you. Please, Ry.”

He carefully slid out from under me, removing his own trousers, and then mine. They were thrown in a heap on the god’s stone floors. Orion lifted me onto the keys, discordant music filling the room.

“Orion,” I whispered, gazing into his eyes.

He thrust into me, hard and fast. I gasped, doing my best to match his rhythm. Something told me the piano should have been uncomfortable, but I was driven by desire for Ry, and if it was, I didn’t notice.

The notes changed with every movement, and I clung to Orion, my own voice adding to the strange melody.

With one hand, Orion braced himself on the instrument, and with the other he reached between us. His fingers swirled over my clit as he continued thrusting, and I nearly came apart right then. He flicked and swirled over the spot until my need mounted and I was practically whimpering, my hands digging into his sides.

“Ry, please!”

He added pressure with his fingers, and drove even deeper into me.

Release crashed through me, and I screamed his name again as it broke into waves of pleasure. I still hadn’t come down when Orion screamed my name, all his muscles tensing, shuddering as he found his own release.

He lowered us both back onto the bench, looking around the room.

“We’ll have to make sure it doesn’t look like anyone was in here.”

He’d tossed our satchels alongside our clothes, and from them he retrieved some torn strips of cloth he’d thought to pack in case one of us was wounded. We got dressed, and then wiped down the piano. I rolled the music back up, wrapped the pink ribbon around it, and tucked it into a pocket.

We started to make our way back to the entrance.

A shot of white lightning illuminated Charon’s home.

Orion looked at me, eyes as wide as my own.

“But she promised,” I started.

He grabbed my hand.

“It could be we took longer than she expected, or something went wrong. Either way, we’re out of time. We need to go. Now.”

We were still in the hall, but once we made it to the entrance we’d be exposed by the wall of windows that lined the front and back of Charon’s home. We’d be sitting ducks.

“We need to hide,” I insisted, pulling Orion back in the hall.

“He can’t find you here. We have to get out. Wait!” Orion led us to one of the rooms on the upper floor that we’d searched. It was near the center of the house and had large doors on the back of the room, looking out at the falls.

“We use the balcony, and go around the side of the house,” Orion said.

We made our way outside and even found a staircase that led down from the upper to the lower balcony, but it was quickly apparent that the plan would lead nowhere.

Once downstairs, we’d be exposed to more windows. If Charon was down there, he’d see us for sure.

There was only one other means of escape.

I gulped.

“Orion, you’re not going to like it, but we do have one way out. If we jump … “