A low growl rumbled in his chest as he dips his head, lips devouring my own once more.
I can’t resist keeping my hands on him. Moving them up his stomach over his shoulders and stroking along his back, holding onto him as if my life depended on it.
“Fuck, Sweets,” Pyro murmurs, breathing heavily, after ripping his lips away from mine. “I need to get you out of these clothes. You’ve got too much on.”
“Yes, please,” I utter breathlessly.
I thought he might strip my clothes away, but he doesn’t. What he does is way, way hotter. Claws extend, and he rips the clothes right off of me. The only thing he doesn’t shred is the boot that he gingerly removes from my leg.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” His eyes shift up my body, taking in all of me.
“You won’t hurt me.”I’m not a virgin by any means, but I’ve never been with a man like him. Definitely not a shifter. “Please, don’t stop now.”
“I’m only just beginning, my sweets.” Those intense eyes lock on mine as he shifts between my legs, ever cautious of my leg.
It doesn’t hurt, but it does feel achy. I spent a lot of time on it today when I shouldn’t have. But it was nice not to be on crutches.
With eyes locked with mine, Pyro comes over me. I thought he might kiss me again, which he does, but not where I thought. Instead, he peppers kisses along my torso, upward to between my breasts. Bracing himself on an elbow, he brings one hand up and tweaks a nipple at the same time his lips wrap around the other.
A gasp leaves my lips, and my back arches off the bed.
Oh my.
I’ve never felt anything like this.
He continues to touch me, to drive me wild with just his fingers and mouth. Pyro takes his time exploring between both breasts and kissing my chest and stomach.
Finally, he shifts downward, settling in with my legs spread wide.
“Fuck me, you smell amazing.”
A shiver courses down my spine, and I feel myself grow wetter as he speaks those words against my core. The feeling feels different from what I’ve ever felt before when it comes to being with a man. Maybe it’s because we’re mates. It has to be that.
“Stop thinkin’ so much, Sweets, and lay there while I finally get to enjoy eating this sweet pussy,” Pyro starts, his voice rough and rumbly against my entrance. His breath tickles me, making me crave him even more.
“I can’t help it,” I pant as he flicks his tongue through my slit and moan. “Oh Goddess.”
Pyro groans against me and keeps at it, licking and sucking on my clit. My fingers go to the back of his head to hold him where I need him most.
Two fingers slide inside me. He thrusts them deep, crooks them, and hits just the right spot that has me seeing stars.
“Magnus,” I cry out, my back bowing, the orgasm of all time consuming me.
I barely take in Pyro’s moving, his fingers leaving me, his body coming over me. His cock pushing inside. His cock stretches me, filling me so deeply.
“Fuck me, Carina, I love your taste. Nothingbetter. Being inside you just might kill me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Unable to process words, I moan and hold on for dear life as Pyro moves, sliding nearly all the way out to slam back inside me, thrust after thrust. My body is on fire, and I love it.
Pyro easily sends me spiraling into another orgasm. My body bows off the bed, and I don’t even recognize my own voice as I scream for him.
“Fuck yes, Sweets, your pussy is like a damn vise. Squeezing the hell out of me,” he growls, thrusting harder.
Before I can come down from one release, I’m already being built up for another, and I tighten around him, loving the sounds coming from his throat. He’s amazing. The best that I’ve ever felt before.
Tilting my head slightly, I offer him my neck, eyes on him. Pyro doesn’t ask questions. He knows what I’m offering. It’s what I want. I want him. I want to complete what he started, and by doing this, we’ll officially be bonded and mates. Not just halfway. This is me accepting what fate has deemed to be.
Pyro shifts onto his forearms, holding himself up so he’s not laying his full weight on me. His mouth brushes kisses along my jaw line, down to my neck,and as he thrusts inside me, his teeth sink into the crease where my neck meets my shoulder.
