Chapter 201 THE CHERISH OF THE KING FIRE

FIRA’S POV

“Holy sh*t.” The corner of Hali’s lip rose up as he was gazing at the head of Carter. He looked at me with incredulity. “You don’t do this, do you?”

I just gave him a smirk. “You’re a ruthless trainor. Disappointing you is the last in my priority.”

“Don’t kid me. You can’t behead.” Hali tsked as examine Carter. “But you stabbed him.”

“You really know my capabilities.”

Pyro was beside me, wiping my face with the wet rug. The frustration was on his face because he said that filthy blood should not glue in my body.

Colden was standing in front of us. His hands were leaning on his waist. “Would it be selfish if I request not to tell this to Eira?” He was having a loud sigh.

“That’s a good idea. Don’t feel bad about it. I won’t tell it to Eira一”

“What is your secret一” It was too late to hide. Eira was at the door, her eyes were full of shock as he was gazing at the body of Carter. Then, he looked at me. “No way!” She immediately ran and hugged me so tight. “Are you okay? Do you have wounds?” She burst out crying. I caressed her hair while whispering that I was okay.

I glanced at Colden. This was why he did not want to tell her about what happened.

“She’s fine.” Pyro gave her a small smile.

“Life’s so boring!” Hali dropped his body on the bed. “Can I get to Zephyrus? I wanna punch his face so I would not feel bored.”

“Get rid of my bed.” Pyro was annoyed as he pulled the hand of Hali.

It was funny as if there was no dead body here. They were arguing like normal days.

Hali rolled his eyes as the smirk was formed on his lips. He made himself heavy so Pyro would have difficulty lifting him.

“I swear. I’m gonna burn your chamber if you don’t go up.” Pyro surrendered to removing him on the bed, but because of his threat, Hali went up.

“Pyro is so boring. I’m gonna go the Zephyrus, the c*cksucker.” Hali went to Colden and grabbed his shoulder. “Wanna go with me?”

“No, thanks.” Colden gazed at Eira. “I have a wife to care for.”

“Oh, come on? Where in the f*cking world should I go with? All of my brothers are occupied because of their woman.” Hali walked closer to the door and shut it. “I’ll get going!”

“That bastard is annoying.” Pyro continued wiping the blood on my face. “You, okay?”

“Ah, huh.” I held her hand while my other hand was touching the bump in her tummy. The excitement filled my whole system. “Who among the two of you have the baby’s features? I can’t wait to see the little Eira.”

“He’s a boy.” Colden said. He was sitting on the bed. Look at him, he was on that, but Pyro did not care unlike when Hali was on the bed. Pyro was sometimes unpredictable.

“Oh? So, it’s a little Colden? I’m so excited!” I almost jumped where I was sitting.

“You need to go to the bathroom.” Pyro held my waist, then my thighs and lifted me up, carrying me on his arm. I waved my hand to Colden and Eira when Pyro walked me towards the door of the bathroom.

I was smirking when he placed me in the bathtub. He poured it with water and bubbles. I grabbed the small amount of bubbles in my hand and then blew it.

“I could see Ember in you.” Pyro was chuckling as he grabbed the brush. He cleaned my back using that while I was just playing.

It was fun that the King was cherishing me. I did not feel that I was once an Omega. I held his neck and pulled him closer to me. I touched my lips on his cheek. “Thank you, Dearest.”

“It’s nothing.” He continued brushing my back down to my shoulder.

“You can join me.” I gave him a grin. I watched his eyes narrow as he was gazing at me with ‘what do you want me to do? Look.

I was laughing when he pulled his clothes off and immediately sat in front of me. We were both in the bathtub. I laughed when I held a bubble and placed it on his cheek and cupid’s bow. It was like a mustache. Pyro was the man who did not let the hair in that part grow. Sometimes, I was the one who would shave it.

“You look like an old man, Santa Clause.” I chuckled. I played with his eyebrows as he was just staring at me as if he was viewing the most beautiful scene that he had ever seen in his entire life. He was just silent. At times, smiling and chuckling. He was focused on wiping the towel on my whole body.

When his hand touched my collar bone, I felt like the place became warm. I gazed into his eyes. We looked at each other for a few seconds.

“You look hot with your wet hair.” His voice was just gentle, soothing my heart. In an instant. My mood changed into a happy heart. I almost forgot that Carter went here to hurt me. I should not be anxious about him. He died and never stood up in his grave.

I moved my face closer to him. “You’re extra dead handsome in this distance.” I memorized the detail of his almond eyes, well-established nose and thin red lips. “I’m fortunate to have you.”

I held his cheek, traveled the little distance of our faces and fixed our lips together. I positioned myself on his lap and started to sway. We were kissing passionately, slightly hard and slow. His hands were moving up and down to my curves. I enveloped my arms on his neck. I followed every move of his lips, every dance of his body until the water was gradually lessening. We could not make love with this slippery bubble water. It might not be good in my hole. I shut my eyes as I could feel his hand encircling my both mounds.

It feels so good.