Wyvern Protection Unit - Chapter 16: Chapter 16

Thank every dang deity all the way to the Fates themselves! She’s kissing me. Really kissing me.
Jasper caught Carolina easily, but he sure as fuck was not anticipating the wave of desire crashing over him as her mouth pressed against his in a steamy kiss that had even his Wyvern’s knees clacking together like symbols in a marching band.
Holy hell! The woman sure could kiss. Her tongue tangled with his in an aggressive little display that turned him on so hard, all he wanted to do was lay her down in the snow and have his way with her.
Kissing her was like kissing sunshine. Her vanilla lemony fragrance burst along his taste buds, filling his nostrils, his mind—every single inch of him with nothing but her.
Carolina moaned hungrily, and he deepened the kiss, bringing her closer, and hoping like fuck, she was okay with this. Jasper nipped her lip as he wrapped his arms around her.
“I want you,” she moaned against his mouth.
“Are you sure?” he asked, nibbling at her lower lip.
Jasper damn near went cross-eyed at her husky little confession. He leaned his head back and watched her nod in reply, lust-glazed eyes met his.
Carolina leaned up, kissing his neck and shoulder, raking her hands down his back and cupping his ass in her chilled little hands.
“Yes,” she said. “I am sure. I want you, Jasper.”
That was all he needed to hear. Jasper growled and lifted both her and the pack up.
“Hold on,” he growled when she gasped in surprise.
Then he took off, racing down the mountain at inhuman speeds, and making quick work of it too. It was all he could do not to Shift and fly her sweet ass back to the cabin.
He made it in minutes, a long cry from the hour it took them both to hike. Once inside, he dropped their things and took her face in his hands. She was breathing heavily, but her blue eyes were dancing with merriment and her cheeks were pink.
“You okay?”
“Uh huh.”
“Still sure about this?”
“Hell yes,” she said, and stepped back, peeling off her coat and stepping out of her borrowed boots.
That was about all he could stand of playing the gentleman. Jasper moved forward, taking her mouth with his and shoving the clothes off her curvy little body. Every inch of skin revealed was given the same treatment. He just couldn’t get enough.
Gently and with a tenderness she did not know he was capable of, Jasper dropped to his knees in front of Carolina, kissing, and nibbling every inch of her soft, pink skin. When she would’ve covered her stomach, he held her arms down, kissing her belly button, and the soft swell of her lower stomach.
He could imagine her ripe with his young and his cock throbbed painfully. He instinctively knew that she could carry his babes inside of her. His Wyvern knew it too.
And the image made him wild with need. Carolina was his true and fated mate. He’d never thought about children before, but he wanted them.
With her. Only her.
“So fucking gorgeous. Don’t hide from me, baby,” he whispered.
“Oh, that feels so good,” she moaned.
Jasper growled as he placed himself between her thighs, lifting one leg and draping it over his shoulder. Caro had nothing else to hold on to, so she grabbed his head and his shoulders, and fuck, if that didn’t make him harder.
Her sex glistened with need, and he could not wait a moment longer. Jasper leaned in, brushing her nether curls with his nose, parting her slick little lips before placing an openmouthed kiss right on her heated sex. Caro moaned loudly, widening her stance and granting him better access. He lapped at her with long, steady strokes, savoring every drop of her desire like it was something precious. And it was to him.
She rocked her hips in time with his ministrations and he could almost taste her orgasm, wanted it badly. Then, to his surprise, she pushed him away before he could bring her to climax.
“Caro—”
“Come here,” she instructed, and he was helpless to do anything but obey.
Carolina kissed his mouth, tasting herself on his lips, but that only seemed to turn her on even more, His cock ached as he kissed her, kneading her breasts with his hands and moaning at the feel of her brushing against his naked body.
“Sit down,” she commanded. And he did, dropping onto the couch, his gaze focused on her. “Last time we were interrupted before I could do this.”
Carolina grinned wickedly, and damn if his heart didn’t almost beat him to death. She straddled his legs, kissing his mouth, his ears and neck. Fuck, her mouth was so hot, so slick.
She slid her slick sex against his shaft, and he growled loudly, but she did not stop there. Nipping and kissing his skin, she tugged one flat, male nipple with her teeth, then soothed the hurt with her tongue. Jasper fucking loved it.
Down, down, down, Carolina licked and nibbled his flesh, teasing his thighs with her fingers, until finally, her heavenly mouth gently covered his swollen cock.
He’d never seen anything as beautiful as her perfect pink lips wrapped around his dick, and her expression said she liked it too. Fuck, his claws extended, biting into the cushions, and he knew he would owe Jennifer a sofa. But it was worth it.
Caro was a naughty little minx, using light suction combined with her hands to stroke, massage, kiss, lick, and basically drive him out of his fucking mind with the best damn blow job he’d ever had.
“Fuck baby, yes, take me in your mouth,” he growled.
His Wyvern scratched at him, demanding he claim his mate. The beast was snarling at him to give his mark to his maiden fair.
Holy fuck.
Jasper had never made that connection before. Fated mates were a Shifter legend, and one he had learned from other species of supernatural. But a Wyvern’s maiden fair was a tale of old he and his brothers had learned at his adoptive mother’s bedside. She used to read them fairy tales about Wyverns.
Okay—so she’d always changed the Dragons to Wyverns for her sons—but Anne Wessex had always told them stories of how the beasts would rescue their maidens fair and live happily ever after.
But it was not just some fantasy, he realized. A true Wyvern would always cherish and protect his fated mate. He would love and honor her above all others until he was nothing but ashes—and maybe not even then.
Yes, he thought as she continued to suck him, Carolina Moore was his maiden fair. His one true and fated mate. And he was going to tell her.
“Stop, baby. I want to be inside you when I come. Wanna feel your pussy sucking me deep when I make us both lose our minds,” he grumbled as his balls tightened with the need to blow.
He lifted his sweet Caro up, pulling her onto his body and claiming his mouth with hers. Lifting her until she was facing him, her legs wide, and her pussy sitting right on top of his engorged cock, slick with her saliva and throbbing with the urgent need to be inside of her.
“Is it yes, baby? Your answer?”
“Yes, Jasper. Yes, please. Oh, um, I’m on the pill, and I haven’t been with a man in a long time,” she confessed.
“Shifters don’t get STDs,” he explained, wanting to put her mind at ease. “It’s been a while for me too. I want you, Carolina, like I have never wanted anyone else.”
It was the truth. Maybe not the entire truth, but it would be enough for now. And that was all he could think as she slid her wet folds along his hard length. Back and forth, without penetrating, just a light teasing that drove him mad with wanting. If he didn’t stop this, she was going to make him come before he ever got inside of her.
Fuck that, Jasper narrowed his eyes and stopped her ministrations with a little slap on her firm ass. His mate’s eyes widened, but if anything, the scent of her arousal grew.
“Need to be in you, baby, now,” he growled, and lifted her, placing his cock right at her entrance.
“Yes,” she said, sinking down, sheathing him in her tight, wet, velvety sheath.
“Mine,” he growled the word, and squeezed her ass, kneading the ripe globes before teasing along her crack.
“More,” she said, and leaned forward, mashing her mouth to his.
Jasper went cross-eyed, all thoughts of teasing her forbidden hole gone from his mind at the sexy little roll of her hips. Damn. She was a fucking goddess.
They would have plenty of time for that kind of play later. Right now, he needed to take some of the edge off before he said fuck it all and bit her without her knowledge or consent.
No, he scolded himself before gripping her hips with his large hands and taking control of the pace.
“Fuck, baby, so good,” he grunted, and slapped her on the ass again.
She whimpered and moaned, and he knew she was turned on by the love tap. He did it again, caressing the sting away as he lifted and slammed her down harder and faster with each turn.
His sweet Caro seemed to like it if the continuous moan that came from her lips was anything to go by. Her head dropped back, and on he continued.
Up, down, up, down. Faster and harder with each thrust. With every lift he lapped at her breasts, suckling her sweet mounds, and scraping his sharp teeth over the tiny buds. Every time he did, he was rewarded with the clenching of her sweet, soaked pussy.
The result was pure heaven for Jasper, who’d never been so intent on his lover’s satisfaction in his life. But she was everything. Her pleasure, her happiness, meant the world to him. As a bonus, knowing he was the one bringing her to orgasm made it that much better for him.
He grunted and growled, lifting his hips in sharp, precise upward thrusts. His mate was nothing short of perfection, riding him like she was born to. A flower among the thorns, she seemed to glow as she rocked her hips, using her palms pressed against his shoulders like anchors.
Eyes at half-mast, mouth open, her dark hair moved around her shoulders. Love for his mate swelled within him with every stroke, just as his cock seemed to grow with every slide inside of her slick heat. His gums burned with the need to loosen his fangs, but he held back. He would not mark her without her full consent.
“Jasper,” she moaned his name, and he felt the first ripples of her pleasure begin.
He sat up, picking her up in the process and laying her on her back. He brought her legs up to his shoulders, and they both groaned as his cock touched deeper inside of her. Stroking her g-spot with every switch of his hips. He found her clit with his thumb and strummed the tiny nubbin in time with his movements.
“Come on, baby, take me deep,” he grunted, watching her eyes glaze over with pure passion with every flex and swivel.
“I’m gonna come,” she yelled as her orgasm spiraled high, taking over her movements.
Her low, throaty moan was his undoing. Jasper pressed down, his thickness stretching her tight sheath. He ground his cock deep within her. His pubis massaging her already climaxing clit into another, longer, more intense orgasm.
Carolina screamed and scratched her nails down his arms. His Wyvern reveled in her marking him, and that was when he finally allowed bliss to overwhelm his senses. His cock pulsed deep within her as he filled her womb with his cum.
Finally, Jasper released his hold on her legs and settled over her. Pressing her into the sofa with his weight and dropping gentle kisses across her warm skin.
“That was,” she said breathlessly.