I scream, my body lighting up like the hells of fire, but it doesn’t hurt. I’m completely enraptured in this moment. My body is alive with such intensity. I can feel all of him. His emotions. His soul. Everything between us seems to snap into place that was only woven partially together.
We’re one whole that was once two halves.
It’s beautiful.
Suddenly, Pyro’s body stills, his cock pulsing inside me, his release shooting out of him. A groan leaves him as he continues to stay latched to my neck.
Breathing heavily, my body humming with the experience of having Pyro, I know I’ll never forget this moment. It’s much too special for me ever to forget.
With him, I know I can let down all the walls and let him know me for who I am, and he won’t judge me. Not now. Not ever.
THIRTEEN
PYRO
Fuck me.I wasn’t intending to go so far with Carina, but damn it, I couldn’t stop myself. Taking her, being inside her, fucking her, it was something I won’t forget.
I definitely didn’t expect the two of us to complete the mating bond that seals her life to mine.
I certainly don’t regret it because it was the best damn thing I ever experienced. Sex is something I’ve enjoyed since the moment I knew what my cock could do. It was a simple act that we all did to get off and relieve tension.
With Carina, it’s different. Something entirely out of this world.
Carina is beautiful in every way possible. I’veseen the tattoo on her arm of my dragon, but the one aimed at her pelvis surprises me. It’s the same dragon, and its fire aims for her pussy.
My dragon seemed pleased at seeing it.
Hell, I’m pleased by it. By all that is Carina.
This morning, I didn’t want to leave her in bed by herself. I wanted to stay curled around her. Unfortunately, I had no other choice. The club was meeting this morning to go over some things Boot found, according to the intel he saw throughout the night. The asshole never fucking sleeps.
Grabbing a cup of coffee from the bar, I make my way toward the room we hold church in. It’s a sacred space to my brothers and me. No one, not even prospects, unless invited, is allowed in here. Only those who wear the patch get past those doors.
I step into the room to find most of my brothers already in here. I take my place next to Fire and nod to the others. “This better be worth getting out of bed at this hour of the morning.”
None of us is an early riser unless we have to be.
“Prez wouldn’t have called us in here if it weren’t,” Flame remarks, grumbling.
“We know,” Fire grunts and takes a sip of his coffee.
Heat is the last to come in, along with Boot.
I glance at Heat as he throws himself in his chairand lets out a rough breath. “Let’s get this the fuck over with. Boot, tell everyone what you found first thing this fuckin’ morning,” he says and takes a large gulp of his coffee.
“I was able to trace the call Kinley made to Heat,” Boot announces.
“Where?” Fire demands.
“Her call came from Shiverborn,” Boot announces and goes on to explain that it bounced around several areas in the general area before he was able to zero in on an exact location.
“Where in Shiverborn?” I feel all eyes turn to me. I know myself that my voice isn’t right. My brothers in here know of Shiverborn, and that’s where my mother lives, along with her cult.
“That part I couldn’t quite get a read on, but I know the call was near Trent Peak,” Boot says and pulls up a map on the large screen on the far wall.
“There’s a shit ton of caves surrounding and on Trent Peak. They could be in any one of those caverns.”
“We can go there, make a launch party out of it, find her, and finally bring her ass back where she belongs,” Brimstone grinds out.
