Chapter 24
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
Ihate waiting around, but there isn’t much more I can do right now. Sometimes the hardest thing is sitting and waiting, knowing Luan and my people are out there taking risks. He checks in every now and then, his voice floating through my head, but I’m still antsy.
“We are going to take the tunnels and see if there are other exits,” Bellami tells me as he stands by Corbin. “Luan said he thinks there might be. We won’t risk it, but it’s worth exploring.”
“No, wait, I’ll go—”
“No, stay in case they need you,” Corbin replies softly. “We’ll be right back, okay?”
Biting my lip, I nod as I watch them go, knowing they are right. I can’t be worried about their well-beings. We need to win this battle, which means taking risks.
I watch the tunnel they disappeared in, hating that we are splitting up.
I guess I’m used to them being around, so it’s odd to be without them.
I used to hate being surrounded. Even my friends knew I needed time without them, but with the men, they don’t take up any of my brain power.
I don’t have to be on when I’m with them, and they’ve become something that is just part of my day.
I pace and bite my nails until Frost steps into my path and catches me when I would have bumped into his chest.
“You are going to make yourself sick with the way you are carrying on. Let me distract you, mate,” Frost murmurs.
I don’t have to peer deep into his eyes to know what he means, and my body instantly reacts.
I should focus, because sex isn’t a good option right now, not with my bedroom right there and the suffering that is happening, but if I don’t do something, I will go crazy.
I peer into his soft eyes and know it’s exactly what I need. Frost can take my worries away, and in this place, I need to be reminded of who I am because every time I look at my dark room, I remember what he did to me there.
Stepping back, I let my shirt fall away and then my trousers as he watches me.
Smoke seems to curl around his parted lips, his teeth lengthening into fangs as he huffs.
His hands fist at his sides as he grows in size.
No doubt his dragon is vying for attention, but he doesn’t shift, nor does he reach for me, not until I press my back against the mirror and lean into it. “Well?”
He springs into action, as if he were just waiting for my consent. My back slams into the wall when he reaches me. My chuckle at his enthusiasm dies in a gasp as I’m lifted, my hands hitting the ceiling, and then his mouth is on my cunt.
I’m trapped as he takes what he wants. His warm breath makes me shudder as I balance on him, unable to do anything but grind down against his mouth.
Desire courses through me when sharp teeth close over my clit, hard enough to hurt.
That pain snaps me from my panic, and I cry out as he releases me and thrusts his tongue inside me.
He alternates between fucking me deeply with the forked edged and then sucking on my clit.
The pressure drives me towards a precipice I didn’t even know I was racing towards, and when I cry out, coming on his face, shock fills me at how quickly I reached my climax.
He keeps me there, licking my release as he growls, the vibration sending pleasurable waves through me.
I reach down, trying to grab him. “Frost,” I plead, and he lets go.
I slide down his body before he catches me again.
“Please,” I add, staring into his glowing eyes.
I feel so tiny in his arms, so weak, yet I love the way he watches me.
He’s utterly obsessed, and when his lips crush to mine, he doesn’t just kiss me.
He devours my mouth like he wants to climb inside me.
Whimpering, I grab his cock, stroking him until he pulls away with a hiss.
“Little mate,” he snarls, his voice a deep growl as he lets my feet hit the floor. I wobble, but he doesn’t let me fall.
Spinning me, Frost presses my face into the window as his hands slide down my arms and he lifts them, our interlaced fingers pressed against the window.
“Look at it while I take you, so every time you see this room and remember its horrors, you’ll think of me instead and how you had a mighty dragon rutting you, desperate for a drop of your cum.
I would let you rip me apart and still die happy.
Remember who you are and the power you yield. ”
Hitching me up, he drags his length along my wet folds until I push back, breathing his name, and only then does he press to my entrance and slowly work himself inside me. He’s so thick, I try to pull away, but he doesn’t let me, pinning me between the glass and his undying strength.
A moan slips free as he presses deeper inside me, but then he flexes and presses deeper still, and I feel him so deep, it’s almost painful.
He’s just so goddamn big, he touches my cervix, and that pain makes me move, trying to escape, but he keeps me pinned so I feel every hard inch of him before he starts to move.
He rolls his hips until I whimper and push back.
My eyes close as I hand myself over to him, giving him my all.
“That’s it, mate. You were made to take me, and I was made to give you more pleasure than you will ever have,” he snarls into my ear. “You can take all of me and more.” He bites down on my neck, the pain making me yell before I cut it off, and he surges inside me.
I can’t do anything but hold on as he fucks me.
This isn’t sex or love; this is animalistic joining.
He moves so hard, I feel like I’m being torn apart, yet I can’t ask him to stop.
I like it. It feels so goddamn good to be used like this, to be pushed towards another orgasm.
Pain and pleasure mix, and he doesn’t slow.
He forces me to feel every ounce of pleasure.
His hard, muscular body slaps into my back until I know I’ll bruise, driving me higher until I’m cresting over the edge again and falling into another release.
It’s so strong, it smashes me to pieces, leaving me as nothing more than an animal as well.
I bite back my howls of pleasure as I claw at the glass, unable to take it. I’m nothing but a mewling animal. No thoughts or worries, just an untold amount of bliss.
“You can scream. Even if they hear you, I would destroy them without missing a beat while I’m inside you. You never have to worry, not when you’re with me.”
My mouth falls open on a scream as he hammers into me until I see the door open. I can’t cut off my noises, not even as a guard steps into my room and throws himself onto my bed, staring at the ceiling.
I know it’s soundproofed, but I’m howling and screaming and the wall is shaking from the force of Frost fucking me. He doesn’t stop, not even as the guard sits up and looks around the room, trying to figure out what he noticed.
Panic grips me as my pleasure grows to the point of no return, and the guard turns, his eyes narrowed as he steps towards the wall, his hand on his gun. His eyes meet mine through the glass like he can see me, even though I know he can’t.
Frost pulls from my body, and I slump forward, whining as I reach for him, but he steps out, naked and hard, and the guard stumbles back.
Before he can raise his gun, Frost slams his hand into his chest, ripping out his heart and throat, then he lets the corpse fall to the floor before returning to the room.
His bloodied hands reach for me as he lifts me and slams inside me in one smooth move.
His growls form one word—my name.
All I can do is cling to him, his nails lengthening to sharp claws, but he never cuts me.
He demands my surrender and pleasure, and when he feels me clenching around him again, something about the sight of his bloodstained hands on the mirror sets me off.
He roars in satisfaction, following me into oblivion, his body trembling as I feel his cum splash deep inside me.
I must black out because when I come to, he’s lifting me into the shelter of his arms. Every inch of my body aches in a way that tells me I’ve been well fucked, but it’s his scent that catches my attention, stronger than it should be.
I can smell him in me and feel him dripping from my core.
It’s as if I’ll never get him out. It should upset me, but it settles something within me, making me curl into his bare arms.
“Good girl,” he purrs, his chest rumbling.
I let him carry me through the room before he slides down the wall, holding me tightly. I’m so exhausted, I can’t open my eyes. “Rest, little mate. Soon, it will be time to fight, and you must be strong.”
He’s right. I relax further, letting my now empty mind drift until darkness claims me.