“How about we get our shit and head out. Discuss everything when we get there,” Boot suggests.
What the hell is there to discuss?
Okay, I’m sure that’s an illogical question to even think. I mean, they have things going on with them that I don’t know about. I honestly don’t even know how to comprehend any of it.
What I do know is that with this whole challenge I don’t want anything to happen to Pyro. In the time that we’ve gotten to know each other, I’ve fallen for him. Doesn’t matter that I’m mad with him right now or not. He’s meant to be mine. I can feel him as part of my soul.
The guys all start walking back, but I stay planted in my spot in front of Pyro, not moving. He doesn’t either. When the crowd is far enough away, that’s when Pyro moves, and it’s only to move me backward toward the tree line off the gravel road.
Pyro presses me up against a tree trunk, the back scrapes against my back, but I don’t care. My gaze is pinned to my man’s.
“When I tell you to do something, you’re notsupposed to go against me,” Pyro says, stepping in and pressing me deeper into the tree.
It’s lucky for us that today it’s not overly cold. And with him being so close to me, it works in our favor as his warmth keeps the chill away—total bonus to being mated to a dragon shifter.
“I’m not one for taking orders, and you should know that already.” I feel myself growing wetter by the second for him, and I don’t get why. Seeing him angry as he is makes me hotter than I’ve ever been before in my life. Doesn’t matter to me that we only started having sex last night.
It feels like a millennium.
“I don’t give a fuck, my sweet Carina, if you think you don’t take orders well or not.” He grips the edges of the hoodie, whips it up over my head, and tosses it to the ground to find I’m not wearing a bra. “Fuck me, you’re damn beautiful. Most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
Oh my.
I don’t care that I’m exposed to him right now or to the rest of the world.
Pyro spins me around, hands at my hips, and he pulls my pants down my legs. “You’re gonna learn, Carina. Keep your hands on the tree and don’t move.”
I do as he says, feeling my already sopping pussygrow wetter at the command. So, maybe I can take orders at least when it comes to Pyro and sex.
I can hear him behind me unfastening his jeans and lowering the zipper.
Seconds later, Pyro presses the head of his cock to my entrance. “You’re my fuckin’ mate, Carina.” He snarls and plunges inside me in one swift thrust.
“Magnus,” I cry, my body bowing from the intensity of the movement.
“Fuck, Carina, so damn tight. So sweet and tight. Your pussy is a vise around my cock. All wet and ready yet fitting around me like you were made for me. And that’s exactly what you were. Made. For. Me,” he grits out each word as he pulls out and thrusts home.
“Oh Gods, Magnus,” I call and plead with him as he continues to thrust and pound inside me unrelentingly.
When he circles a hand around my waist and reaches to pinch my clit, I’m done for. I scream out his name as stars cloud my vision. If not for him holding me up, I’d surely fall to my knees.
Long strokes later, Pyro growls and roars as his cock pulses inside me, filling my womb with his release. I feel each and every movement that causes me to shudder with pleasure.
Breathing heavily, Pyro presses a kiss between myshoulder blades, pulls out, and adjusts my pants. Once he has those straight, he turns me to face him and cups my cheeks in his hands.
I raise my eyes to meet his to find him staring down at me with such vulnerability in his gaze.
“When I give you an order, it’s for your own good and not because you’re a possession. I don’t see you as that. You’re my mate, Carina, my Sweets. All I’m doing is protecting you.”
How could I argue with that?
I can’t, and honestly, I don’t want to.
“I just don’t understand why I couldn’t be out here with you.” I don’t lie. It’s the truth. “I wanted to know what was going on.”
Pyro lets me go and bends to grab the hoodie. “We’ll talk more about this after we get to the clubhouse. We don’t have a lot of time, but we’ll talk about it. I’ll explain this part to you.”
“Thank you.” I nod and lean into him, pressing myself to his front. I don’t care that I’m still topless.
