Sagan
I had just started doing pull-ups with weights when he came strutting into the gym with purpose. I didn’t want to notice or react, but Eloise practically purred inside of me and my gaze couldn’t leave his.
Fine, I did as a woman too. I couldn’t always blame things on my dragons.
“You have something for me?” I asked as I kept going, noting how breathy my voice came out.
So did he from the way he chuffed… And several of the other prospects who were working out had varying reactions. A few had offered to spot for me, but Belinda had shut that down saying there was no way they could keep up.
They had scoffed at her and looked at me to defend them, but I politely told them there was a reason I was queen and they might want to see my routine. But I appreciated their offers to help.
“Baby girl, what I have for you others shouldn’t see,” he said under his breath.
“Oh gods, young love,” Belinda drawled. “Though good training for her to stay focused.”
“When do I not?” I countered and kept going.
“I heard something about a video—”
“I will cut your pay,” I threatened her.
Belinda snorted. “You don’t pay me.”
I frowned. Shouldn’t I?
“I do this out of love, child. My duty to help Thovudin.” She snorted again. “Besides, I’m ridiculously spoiled. If I need anything, I will ask.”
“You also enjoy bossing me and so many others around,” I mumbled, completely busting her.
“Seriously, how much weight does she have strapped to her?” one of the candidates whispered. “I can’t tell.”
“I don’t think we’re supposed to know, and the ancient is using extra magic,” another replied.
“Well, someone’s smarter than the others,” Belinda chuckled. “Five more.” She glanced at Onyx. “This is the one with the master’s in fitness or whatever?”
“Yes, Ancient,” he answered, his gaze still never leaving mine. “I don’t want to interrupt your workout—”
“Fibber,” Belinda coughed.
“But you made it clear to come right back to you and you wanted my report. I hoped more.” He moved closer, his nostrils flaring as he took in my scent since I’d been working out a while. “I came back to you as you ordered.”
Even Iris like that… And he knew that from the twinkle in his eyes.
“Send them all out? Or can we—”
“All right, let’s give them the room,” Belinda said loudly to everyone. “I can’t focus with his hormones, and I don’t want—”
“Belinda,” I growled.
“I tease, I tease,” she chuckled but then made it clear for everyone to get the fuck out.
I really did love her. Crazy ancient.
“Unhook me?” I asked when I finished, giving him a challenging look. Not only that I’d trust him to see how much it all weighed, but if he could handle it.
Barely. He had to do it in two parts and almost fell over.
“It’s really awkward,” he defended, gesturing to the belts of plates hanging from me. He set the last ones down and reached for me.
I let go and wrapped around him, my lips instantly on his as I cupped his face.
He moaned and dug his fingers in my ass as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. “You are so fucking sexy and I cannot stand it. So fucking sexy.” He lifted his head and glanced around before moving me over to a wall behind some other equipment.
Cameras. He’d clocked where the cameras were.
“Let me reward you for working so hard,” he begged against my lips as his fingers teased my tight training shorts.
Eloise and I both moaned, Iris on board since there was begging. I nodded and his hand moved under the spandex, his fingers brushing my pussy as he devoured my lips again.
“Hot and wet for me,” he groaned before pushing two fingers inside of me, his thumb expertly teasing my clit with my own wetness. “Come for me, baby girl. Give me what I’ve been craving and moan in pleasure.”
Fuck, he was so intense, but I wasn’t used to this even if I was loving it.
“Tell me what you need,” he whispered, understanding the issue.
That. That was what I needed.
I needed understanding and acceptance.
I kissed along his jaw and left marks as I tightened around his fingers. The moment he squeezed my breast with his other hand while managing to balance me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I bit his neck to try and keep quiet, whimpering and chuffing as I orgasmed.
“I need to taste you more than I need air,” he breathed in my ear.
“Not here,” I gasped as he tugged at my shorts.
He growled but then nodded, pulling his hand out and licking his fingers for me to watch. He smirked when my body jerked with another shock of my orgasm. “Let me up into your new room, Sagan. I promise you won’t regret it. I’ll do better and pay better attention.”
“I like when you do,” I admitted and nodded after a moment.
The date thing was… I made it bigger in my head. Nothing was easy and I didn’t know him well yet either. It just seemed so basic bitch and low effort.
But I understood now that he saw it completely differently. He saw it as giving me normal and experiencing Nerthus when it had been denied me.
“He sees us in other ways. No one is perfect,” Eloise defended as he carried me to the door but then set me on my feet.
“Give me a second,” he muttered and went out first. “You all stood around the door like fucking dipshits? Seriously? Give her shit or looks—be busy with your phones. I’m allowed to kiss her when she permits it. Get over yourselves.”
Then he came back for me and everyone was absolutely looking at their phones… Except Belinda who was beaming at me.
And reminded me that I had a few more sets but could skip some of my cardio after my “break.”
“That woman is too much, but she brings out a side of you that I adore, so I can’t hate her,” Onyx grumbled as he pulled me along.
“It’s why she does it,” I admitted, nodding when he glanced at me. “She said over and over again that Father wouldn’t have turned out the way he did if someone had knocked out the pedestals under him instead of always demanding he perfected his masks.”
He was quiet until we were past the guards at the residence wing, but he paused at the ones up to my floor. “Just this time?”
I licked my lips and decided to listen to Belinda and put myself first. “Yes. I’ll let them know when you are allowed to come up.”
His eyes danced with something dark. “Yes, My Queen.”
Fuck, he was good at getting me wound up.
The moment we were on my floor without eyes, I was back in his arms. I ignored that he was “princess carrying” me and just enjoyed it.
I was naked on my bed moments later, swallowing a chuckle that three different men had had me that way there now. How crazy was that after so many years of only the lamest sex ever with someone using and abusing me and I’d been too clueless to notice?
I cried out as he immediately buried his face between my legs. I propped up to watch and chuffed, Eloise unhappy too. “Shirt. Off.”
He slowly lifted his head and licked his lips. “And here I thought that planking challenge stuff was corny. Fuck, social media for the win.”
His shirt was off before I could reply and he was back to his task.
Which was eating me out so perfectly that I couldn’t even tell what he was doing or where I was before I just exploded. I fisted his longer hair and loved how soft and silky it was under my fingers.
And apparently, he liked some hair pulling because he got more aggressive with my pussy… Which made me finish again.
“I don’t regret it,” I gasped when he was done and I was still having aftershocks.
He pushed up but then lowered his forehead to my stomach and burst out laughing. “You are so perfect for me. You have to—you are so mine, Sagan.” He moved over me and kissed me softly. “That was exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you, My Queen.”
“Thank you,” I purred, sliding my hand over his shoulder and the other down his chest and abs. “You have to be tense now too.”
Heat filled his eyes. “Yes, I’m dying to have you. Let me have you and—”
“I didn’t mean that yet,” I cut in, feeling stupid. Of course he’d think that.
Onyx was amazing and didn’t even flinch. “You’re going to touch me? I get to feel your hand on my cock?” He groaned when I nodded. “Touch me, baby girl. Fuck, all I need to be happy is you touching me now that I’ve tasted you.”
I felt shy when he said it like that and didn’t push for sex. Kole had immediately… I cleared my throat and sat up, making him as well.
He frowned and then seemed to swallow something. “I’m not him.”
“You have the same eyes and you just went to see him,” I whispered. “Sorry.” I went to roll out of bed, but he was quicker and pulled me onto his lap and hugged me.
“You never have to be sorry. Not with me. He abused you, Sagan. You’re not being petty or… Do you want me to use magic to change my eyes? Would that help you?”
“No, never,” I answered immediately. “I would never—that’s not any healthier.”
“Not forever. Just until you heal some more,” he said gently.
I turned and brushed my lips over his. “Thank you. Really. I know you’re not him. I know that. That was the thought of how different you are, but then I thought of him while naked with you and I just felt…” I sighed and ducked my head against his neck.
“Thank you for telling me. I can be as patient and help as you need, but I don’t know what I’m doing either, so I just need you to tell me. Tell me what’s going on. I won’t be mad.”
I snickered. “I’m glad because I’ve learned you have a temper it seems.” I smiled evilly when he froze. “How bad did you beat their asses? Was it good?”
“Fuck, you are so perfect for me and hot.” He easily stood with me in his arms and brought me over to the closet. “Robe for now or I will do everything to you again.”
I wouldn’t really have objected to that but… Yeah, would have been awkward given the discussion now.
He wrapped his huge arms around me as he softly kissed my neck. “Don’t look at me like that, baby girl. I’m not rejecting you. I’m trying to do what’s best for you and us to have a healthy relationship in the long run. I don’t know the answers though. I’m winging it.”
“Thanks for making sure I know that,” I whispered and pulled away, noting how he watched me as I reached for my robe. Once it was on, I slid my hand in his, which made him happy.
I was happy that he was still shirtless. Onyx was fucking ripped. Like just defined and every muscle moving as he did.
“I’ll have to keep up my routines,” he muttered as we sat on my loveseat. “The dig I was on when your parents died—it was rough. It was completely underfunded and I was doing a lot more heavy lifting than normal. I wanted…” He trailed off, which confused me.
“What?” I mentally winced. “I wasn’t upset that you talked all the dinner. I like listening to you talk. I really do.”
He gave me a soft smile and a quick kiss. “Thank you. It means a lot you said that because I get nervous and awkward and ramble. I don’t mean to be self-centered, but the quiet when I’m—I don’t like it.” He cleared his throat and gestured around. “I just realized this room is really, um…”
“I’m working on it,” I grumbled. “I’ve never like decorated anything and—I ordered a lamp and a couple of plants. I’ve been busy.”
“No, yeah, yeah, of course,” he hurried to say with an awkward chuckle. “It’s just there’s no personality—definitely not your personality.” He frowned. “Almost like a bit of this and that from different rooms?”
I snickered and leaned into him. “It’s exactly that. The maids felt bad that it was just completely empty and I didn’t want the stuff from my old room in here or—”
He kissed my hair and didn’t push, obviously understanding I didn’t want to bring the memories of that stuff with me. “Let’s get something off your plate then, shall we?”
I snorted. “Like they’ll ever go away and—” I yelped when he grabbed me and suddenly I was straddling his lap.
“I will make them,” he growled, holding my face so I looked at him. “I will make them, baby girl. Stop holding me back and let me handle them so they stop hurting you.”
I swallowed loudly and then rubbed my face against his hand—something he really liked from the way he licked his lips. “What’s your idea then?” I frowned as he put papers in my hands.
Where the fuck had he hidden that?
The stack was folded in quarters, and I snorted as I realized he was wearing cargo pants. I gave him a knowing look and he simply smirked as he shrugged.
So he’d planned on coming to find me, not holding a folder of papers—wanting his hands free for me.
That was actually kinda hot.
I sat back on his thighs and ignored how he chuffed, liking whatever view he got then. I wanted to handle this, and honestly my day was loaded, so I couldn’t give him much more time.
I almost dropped the papers when it hit me what he wanted to do. “Sue them? You want me to sue Kole and Vex?” I couldn’t hide the look I gave him that he was off his rocker.
“Kiss me and I’ll tell you all my secrets,” he whispered, locked on my lips.
I was about to and chuckled. “You want to see down my robe.”
“Yes, yes, I fucking do,” Onyx confessed with a smirk.
I did one better and let it slide off one shoulder so most of my right breast was exposed and then leaned in to kiss him. I groaned when the back of his fingers teased my skin.
“Wait, let’s not—let’s finish this first,” he muttered and closed my robe back up.
I nodded and tightened the ties. “Right, it’s not good to mix—it’s already too mixed.” I was glad when he agreed. “But okay then… Explain this crazy to me?”
He chuckled and something dark danced in his eyes. Like… Dark.
“Don’t be scared,” he whispered when I swallowed loudly.
“Please don’t be scared when seeing this side of me.
” He let out a shaky breath and cupped my cheek, relief in his eyes when I let him and even rubbed my face against his skin again.
“You have no idea what it does to a powerful dragon to be ignored and always forced to take a backseat.”
Yeah, yeah, I actually did.
Maybe more than anyone else ever since I had two of them. It was why Eloise was so different from Iris. Not just they were different dragons, but Eloise had been so neglected she wasn’t… Normal.
So yes, I fully understood where Onyx was coming from, and that left me with only one thing to say.
“Tell me everything. No more holding back from me if you want this to be real. I’m trusting you when everyone thinks I’m a fool to—I need faith right now, and I know that’s unfair to you, but it’s not my fault either. ”
It really wasn’t, but… I had to protect myself better this time.
Thorn was a perfect example of why not only Onyx’s nephew.