Chapter 16
SIXTEEN
CARINA
This whole situation has me more confused than ever. I don’t know what to think of this challenge.
Okay, so that’s a lie I’m telling myself.
I know what I’m feeling about it. I’m freaked the fuck out.
There’s no way to put it. I don’t want anything to happen to Pyro, and from what they’ve all told me so far, it’s a possibility my man is hurt or worse, killed because of this stupid challenge that he has to face.
The idea of him being killed scares the dickens out of me more than anything.
I finally feel at peace, only to have this weigh over me.
I don’t like it. Why does this challenge have to take place?
It should be my choice just as the legend of the dragon mark states.
Another dragon should not be able to do something like this, yet here we are dealing with more negativity of the mark I’ve done my best to hide for years.
Holding onto the back of Pyro as he guides his bike through the mountains, my arms tight around his waist, my front pressing tight to his back.
If not for the heat radiating off of him, I’d be a frozen corpse right about now, but he’s keeping me warm which is nice cause I wanted so much to ride with him.
Pyro tried to get me to ride in the truck with Herja and Evelin.
She’d also thrown a fit to be left behind.
She and Fire had ended up in an argument about it, but he ended up relenting and letting her come.
Mostly because she was going to stick close to her mother while the guys were busy.
We both were. This worked for us, granted, I had to be there because of the whole thing.
Evelin didn’t, and with her being pregnant, she probably should have stayed back, though I could see her reasoning.
She’d wanted to stay close to her man but also be there in case they found her friend, Kinley.
Evelin and I talked about her missing friend a lot in the past weeks.
I could tell it was eating at her terribly, not knowing if her friend was okay.
It would bother me as well if it were my friend. Not that I actually have any.
Well, I do now, but I didn’t before. I had acquaintances. People I spoke to for work.
I wish I could be of more help to find Kinley, but I honestly wouldn’t know where to start.
I mean, I did my research on Shiverborn before I’d even put plans in place to go there.
I knew there was a lot of rough terrain, high mountains, lots of slopes for activities, but there were also other things for tourists to do there, like shopping.
I was supposed to stay at the High Peak Lodge before the accident, but I didn’t make it there. In the end, it was a good thing. I got to spend time with people I’ve come to care about and get reacquainted with my hometown. The article is nearly done, and I can’t wait for readers to read it.
I’ve done some teasers on social media for it with the help of Evelin. Well, I didn’t do it, my assistant posted them, I simply sent her the footage and pictures.
“We’ll be there soon, Sweets,” Pyro’s voice comes loud and clear through my mind. I’d gotten really good at making the shield that keeps him from hearing my thoughts and me hearing his.
“Okay.” I smile and hug him tighter.
“You okay back there?”
“Of course.” How could I not be okay? I’ve been riding with him the whole time.
I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Granted, I was doing it without my boot on for the time being.
I promised to put it back on when we got there, but it would have been too clunky for the entire trip.
“Though I might be a little sore later, considering it’s my first long trip on the back of a bike. ”
“I’ll help you ease the soreness.”
I can easily imagine exactly what he plans to do to help ease my pains. The very thought of it has me getting wetter than I already am.
“I can smell your arousal, Sweets,” Pyro growls in my head. How is it possible for him to do that? “I intend to feast on your pussy tonight before fucking you until dawn.”
Oh my.
“Sounds like a plan,” I tell him, tightening my arms around him and pressing a kiss to his cut-covered shoulder. I can smell the woodsy scent of his cologne mixed with leather. It’s heavenly. I don’t think I’d ever get enough of him when it comes to anything that involves this man.
“You know I really want to suck your cock.” Now, why the hell did I blurt that for him to hear?
“Carina.” His voice is like a snarl in my head. “Don’t you worry, Sweets, you’ll get the chance to do just that while I fuck that little mouth of yours.”
Well, this is something to look forward to for certain.
“We’ll be there soon enough. When we get there, you don’t leave my sight.”
“I’ll stick to you like glue,” I promise him and give him another squeeze.
I’m not sure what to expect when we get there, though I can tell by the way Pyro is right now, Shiverborn isn’t a place he wants to be going to. And I can understand it, considering he doesn’t want to deal with his mother.
For that matter, I’m nervous about meeting the woman who is also a very powerful witch.
We both fall silent again, and I simply savor the moment, enjoying being on the back of his bike, feeling the rumbling between my legs.
I look forward to when we get to where we’re staying, and I can ride him instead.
Which I definitely intend to do. I want to feel him under me.
His big body between my straddled legs while I ride him fiercely.
“Sweets, if you don’t stop thinking about fuckin’ we’re gonna stop on the side of the road, and I’m fuckin’ you out in the open.”
“What? I can’t help it that I want you right now. And stay out of my head.”
“Then stop thinking about shit that’s got me hard as a rock.
I could pound nails with my dick right now,” Pyro growls, bringing one hand to mine at his waist and bringing one down to feel just how I’m affecting him.
“I’m as ready for you as you are wet for me.
And you will definitely be riding me later. ”
Whoa.
I really like that.
More than liked it.
I love it.
I really, really look forward to having him inside me.
I didn’t want to wait, but I didn’t want to have sex on the side of the road either. In the woods, it was different. I knew no one was around, but I wasn’t one for having people watch as he fucks me. I’m not one for voyeurism.
“We’ll be there soon, Carina.” His reassuring voice soothes me at the same time, turns me on even more.
Deciding to tease him for being in my head, I brush my fingers along his jean-covered cock and up under his shirt. If he wants to keep turning me on, I’ll do the same.
I’m sure it’ll make things interesting when we’re alone in a room where the two of us can do just as we said we wanted. I most definitely wanted to experience Pyro fucking my face and then fucking me until the sun comes up.
By the time we got to Shiverborn, all I wanted to do was drag Pyro to a room, but we had to check into the Lodge first. Each of his brothers got rooms all on the same floor as us.
Pyro has kept an arm around me since the moment we got off his bike. I did put my boot back on so he wouldn’t fuss at me for it, though it’s starting to feel normal again, but I can’t not follow the doctor’s orders. My man wasn’t going to let me.
Together we walk hand in hand to our room, his eyes scan our surroundings as we move. His body amazingly tense, on guard for anything to happen.
Only when we’re safely secure in our room does he relax marginally. Even then, it’s only slightly. His expression is dark and intense.
“On your knees, Carina,” he orders, coming toward me standing in the middle of the room.
“What?” I knew what he said, but I needed to hear him again.
“Said it once, Sweets, I’m not going to say it again, do it.”
Wow. I don’t know what to say, and I don’t. I simply do as he commands, lowering myself to my knees.
“Take your shirt off.”
I’d already taken the hoodie I was wearing off, the very second we’d stepped into the room. I was hot and needed to strip a layer off, which is strange considering how cold it is outside. The outside world was layered in a thick sheet of white.
I follow his order, taking my shirt off, eyes on Pyro.
“I just knew you weren’t wearing a bra.” He grunts, his eyes on my chest.
I didn’t have large breasts, but they weren’t small either. They were also perky. I didn’t have to worry about a bra. I hated wearing them if I didn’t need to. I’d wear bralettes, and I had a few regular bras, but I preferred to go without most days.
Pyro steps closer, hands moving, taking his cut off, tossing it on the dresser with the TV. His shirt goes next, leaving him in jeans and boots.
“You’re gonna suck my cock, Carina, and I’m gonna fuck your mouth. You toyed with me on the way up here. Now’s the time to learn I’m not a dragon that enjoys being teased.”
My body lights up, fire building between my legs, stronger now than before.
Pyro unbuckles his jeans, pops the button, and lowers the zipper.
I reach up to help, only for him to swat my hands away.
“No touching until I tell you to.”
Oh my.
This is a totally different side to my man.
“Open your mouth.” I do as he says, one of his hands going to my hair, gripping it in his fist.
I keep my eyes upward to watch his expression as he fills my mouth. I suck him in, swirl my tongue around the tip, flick across the little slit, and bob my head down, taking as much of him as I can.
Pyro’s eyes flare with fire, spurring me on. I want to drive him as insane as he makes me. I want him to lose control.
Lifting my hands, I ignore his early words about touching. I need to touch him. I need to feel him as much as he needs to feel me.
I lower his jeans further to get them out of the way. One hand I use to curl around the base of his cock, the other cups his balls.
Pyro curses and throws his head back for a second, growls and tightens his hand in my hair, “You asked for it, Sweets, you’re getting it.”
I didn’t know it was possible to become even more turned on than I already am. Pyro uses the grip on my hair and does just as he said he was going to do. He fucks my mouth, filling me to the back of my throat. It’s a good thing I don’t have a gag reflex.
With each thrust into my mouth, I swallow and suck him harder.
Within moments, Pyro snarls, his release jetting out from the tip. I swallow it down, enjoying the taste of him and the fact that I was able to do something so powerful.
No sooner than the last spurt leaves him, he moves, pulling out of my mouth, bending and lifting me off the floor. I gasp, finding myself flying through the air, bouncing on the bed.
Pyro doesn’t say anything when he strips the rest of his clothes off and does the same with mine. Though, he does take his time to take the boot off my leg.
The second my jeans and panties leave his hands, my man moves between my legs, settles with his mouth right on my pussy, licking along my slit.
“Magnus,” I cry. The way he works his tongue is magic in itself.
Without words, he devours me, fucking me with his tongue and fingers.
It’s amazing. Within seconds, I’m unraveling.
Pyro doesn’t stop. He keeps going, building yet another in me with his mouth sucking on my clit and two fingers inside me crooking a come-hither motion that rocks me right over into another orgasm.
“Please, Magnus, I need you,” I plead, loving what he’s doing but wanting more.
The need to feel him pumping in me, filling me with his cock, so intense, I can’t think past the seconds in front of me.
“You have me, Sweets,” he grumbles against my pelvis and presses a kiss right there.
“I need you inside me,” I moan, back arching with the way he slides his fingers against the walls of my pussy, scissoring them.
“You got my fingers in you right now, what else do you need?”
“Your cock,” I cry out as he latches onto my clit once again. “Magnus!”
How is it possible for him to cause me to come yet again?
Before I can focus on anything else but the release washing over me, Pyro moves, rolls us, and plants me over him, his cock slamming into me.
“Ride me, Carina,” he orders, hands gripping my hips.
I do as he tells me, rocking my hips, riding him as if my own life depends on it. Which, at this point, was very likely to be true.
The orgasm building inside me, I knew, was going to rock my world off its kilter with the intensity in it. Pyro must feel it too from the way he starts slamming up into me, holding my hips tightly.
“Fuck, Sweets, you’re so damn beautiful. Come all over me, soak me with those sweet juices.”
That’s all it takes. His dirty words have me going over.
I throw my head back, my body bowing. I cry out his name, stars fill my gaze, blurring my vision to anything else.
“Carina,” Pyro snarls, bringing a hand up to jerk me to him, his mouth finding my neck where he bites down, filling me with his release while driving me even further into insanity.
Pyro might have already marked me, but this time it was different, and I don’t know how to describe it other than proving I was his.
Which I was. I’m his, and no challenge will change that. I won’t leave him even if I have to die to be with him. No one will take Pyro from me. Or me from him.