Cursing Athena (Order Of Seven) by Lisa Sanchez

the length of her body and positioned himself between her legs. Lips slick with her wetness, he brushed his mouth against hers, his kiss slow and languid. “Mmm,” he groaned. “See how good you taste? Sweet like honey, and oh-so-good. Gods, sweetness…I can’t wait any longer. I just…”
    In one swift stroke, he sheathed himself in her fully, both of them simultaneously crying out in pleasure.
    “Aww, fuck!” he said with a groan. “Gods…you’re tight.” He closed his eyes for a moment and stilled. “Sweet, Blessed Aphrodite. It’s as if you were made for me, and me alone.” He eased in and out, allowing her body to get used to him, his movements slow and controlled. “So fucking good. Gods, sweetness. You feel so good. So much better…than I could…have ever…imagined,” he said between powerful strokes.
    The feeling of Ty’s cock encased deep within her was more than Danika could take. Thick and long, he filled her completely, a blissful and entirely satisfying invasion. She wanted more. She needed to be closer to him.
    Arching her back, she lifted her hips and met his thrusts blow for blow. More. She needed more of him, needed him deeper inside her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she grasped onto his neck and gave herself over to the rhythmic sounds of their frenzied lovemaking.
    She was close, so close—teetering on the edge of completion yet again.
    His warm breath tickled her ear, his voice deep and throaty with passion. “That’s it, sweetness. Let go and just feel. Give yourself to me, body and soul.”
    His lips trailed down the length of her neck, her sensitized flesh on fire, burning from the inside out. And when his mouth closed around her nipple, his warm tongue rolling over the hardened nub, she nearly shattered.
    Everywhere. Ty was everywhere. His scent. His hands. His mouth. Every inch of her skin, every molecule in her body rocketed skyward, aching, yearning for completion. Just when she thought she couldn’t stand another second of the exquisite torture, she felt Ty slide his hand between their bodies. The moment his thumb brushed against her clit, she was lost—enveloped in a white light, floating on a high of the sweetest ecstasy she’d ever known.
    “Oh! Oh, yes, Ty! Yes!”
    Face twisted in pleasure, Ty threw his head back and roared. An enormous, spectral shadow of his beast exploded from deep within as he drove himself into her one final time, brilliant light bathing the room in alabaster white.
    Sucked into yet another orgasm, Danika closed her eyes and cried out as he filled her with his warm seed.
    Sated, and feeling as though her body were made of rubber, she sighed in contentment as Ty rolled them onto their sides, gently withdrawing from her.
    “My God,” she said on a breath. “That was…” She shook her head. “I don’t even have words.”
    Heated, electrical pulses traveled down the side of her face as his warm finger smoothed her hair out of her face. Piercing, sapphire eyes ensnared her own, Ty’s wide, toothy grin growing larger by the second.
    “What?” she asked with a giggle. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
    Ty nuzzled her neck and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. “Look up, sweetness.”
    Unsure of what to expect, she tore her eyes from his heated gaze, looked up at the mirrored ceiling and gasped. “My eyes!” Pupils no longer round, but elliptical, they glowed a brilliant blue, a soft white circle encasing her new cat-shaped irises. “They’re…they’re…”
    “Beautiful,” Ty said, before pressing another kiss to her temple.
    Warring against an uncanny need to stare at her newly transformed eyes, she turned her gaze to the handsome warrior holding her close. “What does it mean? Will they stay this way forever?”
    Ty swept a hand across her collar bone before burying it in her hair. “It means our bond is complete. You are my mate—for eternity. None can separate us. And—”
    Danika felt her eyes widen as she