Chapter 60
Sage
“M mmm,” I moaned as Von slid his fingers into my swollen center. In slow, sensual motions, he stroked me. His fingers curled, hitting that soft, erogenous part of me. I rolled my hips against his hand, grinding against it, chasing after his delicious ministrations.
Shadow hands moved to my thighs, picking me up from the floor as if I weighed nothing at all.
They shifted my legs apart, spreading my thighs wide, Von’s fingers still inside me.
I looked down, watching the powerful muscles in his forearm flex as he drove his fingers into me, all while his shadow twin held me in place.
The other one joined us, and he lowered his mouth to my breast, his teeth scraping across the sensitive flesh before he began to suck on my nipple.
His tongue toyed with the piercing, heightening my pleasure.
I had no control over my body, my trust placed completely in my mate’s hands, and I was living for every second of it, to find out what he and his likenesses would do to me next.
Von pulled his fingers from me, his hand swiftly replaced by his shadow’s. Molten eyes on me, Von tongued his fingers, licking up my arousal, not wanting to waste a single drop. He gave me a handsome grin, one that sent my insides fluttering.
It drove me insane when he did that, the act of it so primal, so sexy.
Von groaned in pleasure. “If I could have you on tap, you are all that I would ever drink.”
“Even better than bourbon?” I teased breathlessly.
“ Much better. Nothing tastes better than you, Sage,” Von answered as the shadow form removed his hand from me and took a step back. Von grabbed his length and placed it at my entrance, the girthy crown stretching me open as he slowly pushed inside.
We both moaned in pleasure. His hands wrapped around my thighs as he took me from his umbra twin. Both of them disappeared.
“Gone so soon?” I panted as Von stole the breath from my lungs, lowering me further down his cock. I slid my hands up his torso, wrapping them around his neck, my legs hooking around his waist.
“They can come back to play whenever you want,” he promised.
“Good.” I lowered my head against his chest, gasping for air as he sank even deeper. Because of Von’s size, adjusting was a bit of a process—one that was pleasureful beyond my wildest imagination. It felt like he was evicting some part of me, forcing me to make room for him.
It was a claiming, carnal and fervent.
And I craved it every single time.
When he was as deep as my body would allow, he walked us over to the tub, stepping over the side. Water splashed as he lowered us into it. He moved to the middle of the tub where he could stand, the warm water lapping at my bottom, drifting over my feet.
Starving green eyes fixed on mine. “I love you, Sage.”
“I love you too,” I panted back.
“Remember that.” A sinful grin played across his lips. “Because I’m going to fuck you like an animal now.” His hand clasped the back of my neck, one arm supporting me as he withdrew himself, leaving just the tip in, before he slammed his hips forward, driving himself back inside.
I cried out his name, his thrusts so deliciously powerful it was like I was visiting the stars with each one. His hand on my leg turned crushing, keeping me there as he thrust and thrust and thrust.
Water sloshed over the sides of the tub.
I tossed my head back, relying solely on his arm wrapped behind me. He licked his way across my neck, my chest, biting and nipping at my skin, sucking on my breasts like some ravenous beast who couldn’t get enough.
I moaned over and over again, not a single intelligible word leaving me.
Heat drifted across my neck, then Von’s teeth pierced my flesh, slowly sinking in.
The pain of his bite was gone in seconds, and my world exploded with pleasure.
I was so close. I ran my hand over his shoulder, my nails biting into his skin, leaving behind deep scratches as he drank from me.
He pulled the ichor from my veins, replenishing himself, feeding our bond.
“Look at you, wife , doing such a good job,” he praised as he raised his head, his tongue darting out to lick my ichor from his lips.
His words and the visual of him hit me like a boulder, sending me flying over the edge into oblivion.
I cried out as I climaxed, my sex spasming around his cock. White light blinded me, sending me to a place only Von could take me. When I came back to reality, my body spent, my gaze caught on his.
“We’re not done yet,” he said, pulling himself out of me.
My core clenched as if desperate to keep him inside.
With swift hands, Von turned me around, positioning me so I knelt on the underwater ledge, meant to be a bench.
His hand gripped my hip, and he slid his length back inside me in one swift thrust, leaving me sputtering.
I grabbed on to the side of the tub as his hips slammed against my bottom, sending the water between us shooting out.
“Oh! Fuck!” I groaned.
“That’s the idea, love.” He chuckled, his hand smacking my bottom playfully as he thrust inside me.
Heat exploded as I let out a pleasure-filled moan.
“You said you wanted me everywhere,” Von reminded me, his hand massaging my bottom, grasping a cheek and pulling it to the side.
Something cool and wet dribbled over that intimate spot.
Von removed his hand, and then I heard him sucking on one of his fingers.
His hand lowered back to my bottom, his hips keeping up their rhythmic thrusts.
My eyes went wide as the pad of his thumb swirled around the tightest part of me, smearing the wetness.
I bristled. I’d never done that before.
“Von, what are you—”
He pressed the tip of his thumb inside, cutting off my words instantly.
I gasped at the wicked intrusion.
“Trust me,” he said, before he began to press his thumb further inside, exploring a very unknown part of me.
I squirmed—my body unsure what to do. It felt so strange, and yet, it felt so incredibly right.
“Give in to me, Sage,” he demanded softly, rolling his hips sensually, stoking the coals of my need. “Relax.” Gently, he rotated his thumb, and my nerve endings went wild. “Give in.”
I stole a deep breath, doing as he asked.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised, his thumb slowly starting to sink deeper. I panted for air, moaning and groaning. I was half out of my mind. He gripped my bottom, his length sliding in and out of me, the sounds of our sex—wet slaps and guttural moans—bouncing around the bathroom walls.
Rapture swallowed me whole, and I climaxed for the third time that night.
Von found his release at the same moment, and I could feel his hot seed lashing at my insides, drowning my sex in his essence.
When he pulled out of me, the world swayed, and my body, which was fully spent, felt like it was on the verge of giving out.
Von took me in his arms, turning me around and pulling me into him. His lips found mine, his kisses tender and soft and filled with so much love it could make my pounding heart burst.
I stroked my hand along his cheek, my voice half dazed as I said, “That was incredible.”
“ You’re incredible,” he said, kissing me once more.
He took us to the side of the tub and sat down on the ledge, placing my body on top of his.
I settled against his sturdy torso, soaking up the feel of the warm water.
Von conjured a cloth and a bar of soap. He wet the cloth then lathered it.
The soap had no smell to it. I knew why—Von didn’t want to mask his scent on my skin.
A small smile touched my lips. Territorial male.
He placed the soap on the edge of the tub, picked up my left arm, and slid the cloth over my skin. As he did it, he asked, “How do you feel about everything ?”
“About you sticking your thumb in my butt?” I quipped, unable to help myself.
“The intensity of your orgasm told me everything I need to know.” He tacked on, “Smart-ass.”
I chuckled. We both did. Then I asked, “Where did you learn to do that?”
“Do you really want to know the answer to that question?” he challenged softly.
I thought about it. The idea of him doing that with another woman had me seeing red. I shook my head. “No, you’re right. I don’t.”
“That’s what I thought.” He lowered my arm into the water and turned his attention to the other one. “I’m talking about everything Naia told us.”
“I haven’t really had time to think about everything yet,” I answered honestly.
“You have time now.”
“I don’t even know where to start.” Wasn’t that the truth?
“Alright, I’ll go first. What are your thoughts on what she said about the Creator being your father?”
“I don’t know what to make of that. What do you think?” I asked, looking up at him.
He glanced down at me. “I think it’s true.
When she was telling us the history of your origin, I didn’t detect any lies.
Not only that, but I’ve watched you, Sage.
You have an unfathomable amount of untapped power, power I believe surpasses my own.
I’ve seen little glimpses of it, here and there.
” He paused. “For example, when the stone giant hurtled the slab of land at you and the others. Out of nowhere, you created a mountain, just like that. I believe you are more powerful than either of us know. So yes, I do believe you are the daughter of the Creator.”
Face shifting back down, I stared at the ancient symbols etched into the wall. I sat with that for a moment. I needed to.
If I was truly the Creator’s daughter, what did that mean for me?
If the Mother Realm had the same hereditary monarchy laws as the Three Realms, it would make me heir to his throne—a throne overtaken by the empress, who was technically .
. . my stepmother. Her ruthless laws had destroyed these lands and made so many suffer.
A heavy weight fell over my shoulders, pushing them down.
“Talk to me,” Von said, dipping the cloth back into the water, warming it.
“If I’m his daughter, does that mean it is my responsibility to fix this broken world?” I asked, the words bearing even more weight the moment I freed them from my tongue.
Von lowered his cheek to the side of my head. “No, it’s not your responsibility. Who your parents were does not define who you have to be.” He dropped the cloth into the water and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tightly.
I needed it.
I felt some of that pressure ease, but not all of it. My fingers intertwined with his.
“Can I be honest?” I asked, my voice small, as if the walls might judge me for what I was about to admit.
“Always.”
“I feel for those who have to live in this world, I do. It is not right, what the empress is doing to them.” I took a breath.
“The Sage who grew up in the cottage would want to stay here and see if she could help make this world better, but . . . the Sage I am now? All I want to do is find our baby’s soul and go home to the Three Realms as a family.
Does that make me horrible? For wanting that? ”
“That doesn’t make you horrible at all, my love,” Von answered.
“Putting your needs before others is okay to do, especially in this situation. You have lost so much, and now, you just want what we once had—a second start at a family. It’s okay to let that be the thing that drives you. The rest is just noise.”
“Says the villain.”
“Says your husband who wants what’s best for you,” he corrected me.
I grinned at that, glancing at the rings on our fingers.
We spoke for some time after that, and when Von finished washing every inch of me, he dried my skin and carried me to the bedroom. He brushed my hair, braided it, and then we crawled into bed.