Chapter 56 The Long Ass Flight
Rhea POV
Six hours of flying felt very different when you were carrying a very large sexy man on your back.
My wings burned. Not out of pain, not exactly, but strain. Phoenix fire was not endless. It demanded respect, pacing, and apparently rest. I only knew this because Pyra had hissed it at me repeatedly during the flight.
I could feel myself lagging, the distance between me and the others stretching thin. Before I could open my mouth to complain, Korr’s presence brushed my mind.
"We stop ahead," his voice cut through decisively. "There are caves. We rest for the night."
Pyra snorted loudly in my head. "Bossy fucking alphas."
"Tell me about it," I muttered back as I dipped lower, irritation mixing with exhaustion. I couldn't help but wonder if he had seen me lagging though. Damn that was sweet.
Korr broke formation first, angling toward a jagged cliff face carved with dark openings. He landed hard, shifted mid-motion, and was already moving before I’d even fully hovered. Efficient and paranoid. Very dragon king of him. He disappeared into the cave.
I hovered, my wings beating slower now, Rhett steady against my back. My muscles trembled. A moment later, Korr stepped back into view.
“Clear,” he called.
We landed one at a time. Rhett slid off me easily, his boots hitting stone. I shifted back, fire folding inward, and my wings dissolving into embers.
And immediately nearly ate shit. Strong arms caught me before gravity finished the job.
“I’ve got you, Rhea, my heart,” Nox murmured softly, cool and steady.
I smiled up at him. “Not gonna lie. I really enjoy you vampire.”
He smirked. "The feeling is mutual.'
Everyone moved fast after that. Sleeping bags. Blankets. Gear. I stood there blinking like a dumb ass.
“…I don’t have a damn sleeping bag.”
Rhett froze. “Fuck.”
He scrubbed a hand over his face. “I meant to order everything for you, love. But we had to leave in a hurry.”
I pouted dramatically. He stepped closer, his hands warm on my waist. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll set up our tent and a fur bed.”
I purred and hugged him hard. “Thank you, my bossy alpha.”
He chuckled. “Anything for you.”
Korr huffed. Nox laughed quietly. Together they set up the tent inside the cave, clearing space, and arranging a massive pile of furs and sleeping bags. It was big enough for all of us. Gryn and Dryn set their bags around the edges like sentries.
Then they headed back outside. Fire roared to life moments later, bright and crackling. I stood in front of it, hands outstretched, sighing in relief. “Not gonna lie. Dragons are handy to have around.”
Gryn and Dryn puffed up immediately. Korr growled at them. They backed off, laughing. I shook my head, smiling, then looked at Korr. “You’re the only dragon I’m interested in.”
He tilted his head slightly. “You’re interested in me?”
I laughed. “Really, dude? You’re the one being a dick about how I have to change the world.”
His expression darkened. He stalked toward me slowly.
“Not anymore, Rhea,” he said in a low voice. “I have given up everything in pursuit of your destiny.”
Anger flared hot in my chest. “You walked out at the Luna Ceremony. You said it would never work.”
His jaw clenched. “I was wrong.”
The words were sharp and arrogant, but honest.
I scoffed. “You hurt my feelings you old arrogant damn alpha dragon cockface!”
The cave erupted with laughter. Korr’s face went red. He simmered for a long, dangerous second. Then he stalked forward and grabbed me. Before I could react, I was slung over his shoulder like a damn sack of taters.
“If you gentlemen will excuse me,” he said smoothly, “I need a moment with our mate.”
“What! What the fuck! Rhett! Nox! You traitors!” I shouted as they laughed openly.
Korr carried me into the tent, ignoring my kicks. When I didn’t stop kicking, his hand cracked sharply against my ass. I froze. Heat and desire slammed through me. What the hell? Korr inhaled sharply. Groaned. Then chuckled.
“Delightful,” he murmured. “You like being spanked.”
“I do not,” I hissed.
“Liar.”
He laid me down in the furs and buried his face into my neck, growling and nipping at my neck.
“I am dragon, Rhea,” he said against my skin. “I am not gentle. I was wrong. I am with you now. You are mine, and I will claim you.”
His voice softened just enough. “Will you have this grumpy ancient dragon?”
I melted.
“Yes, Korr,” I breathed. “I fucking want you too. Even though you infuriate me.”
He grinned against my neck. “At least things will be interesting.”
He hovered over me for a long moment, simply looking. Then he reached down, and his fingers curled into the hem of my shirt.
“Arms up,” he ordered.
My breath caught. I lifted my arms without hesitation.
He peeled the fabric away slowly and reverently, as though unwrapping something sacred. When my breasts were bared, he inhaled sharply, his gaze darkening. “Gods, Rhea,” he rasped. “You are absolute perfection. It's like your body was designed exactly for me.”
Heat flooded my face, my chest, and way lower. I arched slightly, offering more. He obliged, and his palms slid up my ribs to cup my breasts. His thumbs brushed my nipples until they peaked painfully. Then his mouth was on me. He licked long, slow stripes across my collarbone, down the valley between my breasts, circling one nipple with the flat of his tongue before sucking it deep. I moaned, my fingers threading into his auburn-gold hair, holding him there. He switched sides, giving the other the same attention, his teeth grazing just enough to sting.
When he finally released me, my nipples were swollen, glistening, and I was already aching between my thighs. This damn dragon. He made every part of me melt.
Pyra purred. "Enjoy the submission. Your dragon needs control."
He moved lower. Kisses trailed down my stomach, and over the sensitive skin above my hipbones. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my pants, dragging them down along with my underwear in one smooth motion. Cool air kissed my heated skin, and I shivered. Korr knelt between my legs, spreading my thighs wide with strong hands. His gaze fixed on me, on the slick evidence of my arousal, and on the way I trembled for him.
“Perfect,” he growled. “So wet. So ready for your dragon.”
Then he lowered his head and licked me. A long, slow drag of his tongue from entrance to clit that had me arching off the furs with a broken moan. He did it again, broader this time, tasting every inch of me like he was starving. When his tongue circled my clit, I cried out, my hips jerking.
He groaned against my pussy, "Fuck, Rhea. You taste like lavender everywhere. I will never have enough."
He pinned my thighs down with one forearm, holding me open while his mouth devoured me. He sucked my clit between his lips, flicking the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue, then plunged it inside me, fucking me with it while his nose ground against my clit.
I was loud, shamelessly loud, moaning his name, pleading, grinding my hips against his face. “Korr...please...don’t stop...oh gods...”
He growled against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core. Two thick fingers slid inside me, curling hard against that spot that made my vision white out. He pumped them in rhythm with his tongue relentlessly, until I shattered. My back bowed, my thighs shook, and my release flooded his mouth as I screamed his name.
He didn’t stop until every tremor had passed, licking me gently through the aftershocks, cleaning every drop like he couldn’t bear to waste it. When he finally lifted his head, his lips glistened, and his eyes were wild. He flipped me over in one smooth motion, positioning me on my hands and knees.
“Ass up,” he commanded.
I obeyed instantly, arching my back, presenting myself. How easily he made me submit. I liked it. Then his palm cracked down on my right cheek...hard, and stinging. I gasped as heat bloomed instantly. He spanked the left, then the right again, alternating until my skin burned bright red and I was whimpering, and pushing back for more.
“So responsive,” he growled, delivering another sharp slap. “Look at this pretty ass...red and perfect for me.”
I moaned, my head dropping to the furs. “Korr... ...please..."
“Please what Rhea? Use your words. Tell me what you need."
“I need you to fuck me,” I begged, my voice wrecked. “I need you inside me.”
He positioned himself behind me, the thick head of his cock nudging my entrance. He was enormous, hot, hard, and pulsing. He pressed in slowly, letting me feel every inch, stretching me open until I was gasping, and trembling.
When he was fully seated, he stilled, letting me adjust, his hands gripping my hips. Fuck he was huge. I breathed deeply. Then he moved. Slow at first in deep, rolling thrusts that dragged against every sensitive place inside me. Each stroke built the pleasure higher, and tighter. The man certainly knew what the fuck he was doing.
I pushed back, meeting him, moaning with every thrust. “Harder..give me everything..I can take it...”
He growled, and his control snapped. His thrusts turned brutal, hard, and fast, pounding into me with dragon strength. One hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back so my throat was exposed. The angle changed, driving deeper, hitting that spot over and over until I was sobbing with pleasure.
“Mine,” he snarled against my neck. “Say it.”
“Yours,” I gasped. “All yours..Korr...please...”
He roared as his fangs sank into the curve of my neck, marking me as his. The bite sent me over the edge, and my orgasm crashed through me like wildfire. My walls clamped down on him in rhythmic pulses. He followed with a territorial roar, burying himself to the hilt as he came, and his hot release flooded me. Magic exploded outward, purple fire and molten light filling the tent, and shaking the canvas.
We collapsed together, still joined, breathing hard. Outside, Rhett’s voice carried through the flap.
“Daaammn.”
Nox chuckled. “Finally.”
Gryn and Dryn started clapping, loud and enthusiastic, like they’d just watched the best performance of their lives. I burst out laughing, breathless and boneless. Korr chuckled against my neck, the sound warm and satisfied. He eased out slowly, turning me in his arms, pressing soft kisses to the fresh bite mark.
“You’re mine now,” he murmured, his voice rough with emotion.
I smiled up at him, my fingers tracing the scales along his jaw. “And you’re mine, you old arrogant dragon.”
He growled and whispered in my ear. "I guess I'll have to punish you again Rhea."
I giggled and met his eyes in challenge, already feeling the heat flaring in my lower belly again. "Oh darn."
The fire crackled outside. The night pressed close.
And for the first time in a very long time, everything felt perfectly, fiercely right.