31. VANYA: FIRE

*They left. *

I knew it the moment I woke up. There was no urge to get out of bed at all. Ezra, who seemed to be aware of my mood, brought me breakfast in bed.
He placed the tray down on the bed and carefully crawled onto it behind me. I sighed when he forced me to sit up.
“Stop complaining,” he muttered, pulling me in between his legs so I could lean back against his chest.
“I’m not hungry,” I told him.
He growled. “You’re going to eat.”
I watched as he pulled the tray closer with one hand.
“Pancakes?” I breathed in surprise.
“Iris helped me make them,” he said. “She said that they taste better with golden syrup but we don’t have any. We found the can of cream and she said that we can eat it with that and the fruits.”
My mood deflated a bit more at the mention of her. I pursed my lips and sat up. Turning slightly, I crossed my legs and leaned forward to swipe some cream off the pancake with my fingertip. Instead of licking it off, I wiped it on the side of Ezra’s jaw.
He froze, wide eyes snapping down to me. “What. . .?” his words died down in a hiss.
I licked the cream from his skin and then leaned back to stare up at his face. Ezra swallowed loudly as he blinked repeatedly at the wall. Finally, his eyes darted to mine. He frowned.
“You’re supposed to eat it,” he muttered.
I smiled at him. “I am eating it.”
I reached out to do it again but Ezra beat me to it. He covered almost half my face with the cream. With my mouth hanging open, I stared at him in surprise.
“Too much?” he asked.
Reaching up, I wiped the cream from my cheek and stared down at it for a few seconds before I wiped it off his cheek. We both reached for the plate at the same time. Our laughter echoes around the room we fought over the plate. Somehow we both ended up covered in cream and pieces of pancakes.
Breathlessly, with Ezra hovering over me, we stared at each other. He smirked at me as he reached out and swiped his thumb across my bottom lip, collecting cream. Ezra licked it from his thumb and growled.
“You were supposed to eat it,” he hissed. “Now it’s ruined.
“Why don’t you ask Iris to make you some more pancakes,” I said sarcastically.
His eyes narrowed. “You’re jealous.”
“No, I’m not,” I instantly denied.
I hated how his lips curled up into a knowing smile and the glint that entered his eyes.
“Do you want to know something?” he whispered as he lowered his head. “You have nothing to be jealous of because you’re the only—”
I kissed him.
His chest vibrated against mine when he purred. One hand slipped down my side to my thigh. Gripping it, he guided my leg up to wrap around his hip. My other leg automatically followed. Ezra groaned when I started rubbing my pussy against his hard cock.
“Vanya,” he hissed, face jerking away. “I—”
“Leave then,” I interrupted him.
“I need to get the condoms,” he muttered, surprising me. “Get naked, sugarplum. I’ll be right back.”
He rolled off the bed and hurried out of the room. For a few seconds, I just laid there and blinked up at the ceiling before I stood. I winced as I collected the pieces of ruined pancakes from between the tangled sheets and dropped them onto the plate. Placing the tray on the floor out of the way, I pulled the sheets from the bed and started fixing it.
I was bent over the bed when hands gripped my hips.
Warm breath fanned my neck. “Can we do it like this?” Ezra questioned. “I’ve seen some of the others do it like this in the facility.”
“We can do it any way you want to,” I breathed.
He growled. “I want to try something I read.”
Swallowing, I turned around to face him. Ezra held out a blue foil packet and gave me a shy smile.
“I don’t know how to put it on,” he whispered
“I’ll put it one.” I took it from him and threw it onto the bed.
He reached for me before I could reach for him. I wrapped my arms around his neck when his lips captured mine.
But in our haste to get to the fun part, things didn’t go according to the plan I had in my mind.
My hair got tangled in my shirt when he pulled it off. After a few seconds of struggling, my hair was freed and we could move on. However, Ezra’s zipper got stuck. Let’s not mention the fact that we both forgot about his wounds. Apparently, the painkillers numbed a lot more than just his pain.
“I can just imagine Obsidian smirking,” Ezra muttered. “It was his plan I swear. He was the one who told me to wear these pants.”
I laughed. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if he planned this.”
“They made it safely to town,” he said softly. “They’re waiting for dark to attack.”
I snuggled closer to his side. “How did they get there so fast? We took days.”
“They travelled through the forest in their animal form,” he explained. “We can run for miles without tiring.”
Ezra turned onto his side to face me. His eyes darted over my face and then dropped down to my chest. Licking his lips, he placed a hand on my side and slowly slid it up to cup my breast. I sucked in a breath when he brushed a finger across my nipple.
“Devrim’s going to be fine because Obsidian is with him.” His eyes darted up to mine. “You know that Obsidian won’t let anything happen to him.”
“It’s what I’m afraid of,” I whispered. “Obsidian won’t hesitate to put himself in danger.”
He swallowed. “I know, but it’s better to think about the positives. Both of them will come back to us, Vanya.”
I nodded.
Ezra hesitated. “If they don’t make it, which I doubt will happen, we still have each other.”
His lips captured mine, silencing the doubts I wanted to voice. Devrim had told me the same yesterday but not in those exact words. He had told me that he loved me and I was so shocked that I didn’t even say it back to him.
I snapped back to the present when the tip of his tongue swiped across my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I denied him. I gasped a second later when he pinched my ass. Chuckling, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.
All thoughts faded from my mind as his lips moved down my jaw to my neck. Teeth started nipping my skin at the same time as his hand slipped between my thighs.
I moaned and parted my legs. His fingers slipped along my slid before one of them located my clit.
Ezra’s head dipped, lips closing around my nipple, sharp teeth sinking into my skin at the same time as he started rubbing my clit. My nails dug into the back of his neck to hold him in place as I chased the orgasm.
His finger moved faster as he started sucking on my breast but I crashed over the edge when he slipped a finger inside me. With a snarl, he jerked away.
“What. . .fuck. . .where’s the condom?”
I barely heard his question. It was hard to focus on anything other than the sharp pain coming from the spot he had bitten and my pussy clenching around his thick finger.
Ezra sat up, making my eyes snap open. I frowned at him as his eyes darted around, hand searching between the sheets. It looked like he found what he was looking for because he sat up and looked down at me.
“Put it on,” he ordered holding the foil packet towards me. “I need you.”
I took it from him with shaky hands and ripped it open. Sitting up, I gripped his length and stroked him until his hand shot out to stop my movements. Smirking, I gave in to his demand and put the condom on.
The moment I was done, Ezra pushed me back down and settled his body on top of mine again. His lips captured mine as he entered me.
I remembered just in time that he was injured, so I gripped his hips instead when he started moving. My eyes fluttered open, only to find him already staring down at me. His brows were dipped down into a deep frown.
“I don’t like it,” he growled. “I can’t feel you.”
Cupping his cheeks, I pulled his face down to mine. His thrust slowed as we kissed but sped up again as I pulled away.
“I—” he broke off, body tensing and head snapping up.
Ezra rolled off me and jerked the sheet over me just as the door was thrown open.
“Get out,” he snarled at Red.
The man didn’t even glance in our direction, he stormed right over to the window and forced it open to stick his head outside. A few minutes later he straightened and turned to face us.
“There’s a forest fire,” he growled. “Get dressed!”
“Why—?”
Red paused at the door and turned to glare at us. “I was asked. . .no, threatened to protect you, so when I tell you to do something, you fucking do it without asking questions.”