Chapter 23
Altair
The house was way bigger inside than it seemed from the outside.
Not that I was complaining or anything. The warm water from the shower head was just what I needed.
We’d slipped inside and gone exploring to find our own rooms. This room was the one we’d picked out for ourselves.
It had a king-sized bed, a tiny closet, and an en suite.
Said en suite was where I currently was.
I needed to get all the grime off from the earthquake incident.
Tino had removed most of it, but I still needed a deep clean.
“I could watch you all day,” Tino’s sultry voice startled me. I hadn’t even heard him enter the room, too busy lathering up my hair and humming happily to a tune only I could hear.
“Why don’t you join me?” I asked, smirking in his direction. He stood at the showers opening, watching me with lust-filled eyes and clear hunger.
“Maybe I will.” I should’ve taken his dark eyes more seriously, because the next thing I knew, Tino was in front of me, fully clothed as he smashed his lips against mine, groaning as I eagerly returned the kiss, palming his ass as he got drenched in water.
I began tugging his pants open, a lot harder to do as my wet hands couldn’t grip his zipper without issue, swearing curses under my breath because a tiny zipper was what stood between me and my man’s glorious dick.
I simply had no extra brain powers to spend on kissing until this zipper issue was fixed.
He laughed at my failed attempts to rid him of his pants. “You do it then!” I snapped, glaring at the stupid zipper. And then… “Oh! I have magic I can use!” I quickly changed the metal, forcing it apart at the same time Tino made a squeaking sound.
“Don’t use magic near my dick!”
“But it worked!” I defended, gesturing proudly to the now open pants.
“You could’ve given me a piercing for all we know!”
Oh… now that he’d put that into my head…
“No!”
I pouted. “Fiiiiine. No sexy piercings.”
He shook his head, removing his pants as he muttered about boner killers.
I rolled my eyes and resumed washing my hair. “Drama queen,” I whispered loudly enough for him to hear. Then I felt his hard body behind mine, and one obvious sign my magic hadn’t been a “boner killer” as said boner poked me.
“I love this ass,” he groaned, caressing my ass cheeks, then palming them. I whimpered when I felt him kneel, the anticipation for what was to come too real. Too…
“Oooooh,” I sighed, and closing my eyes, I let pleasure take over as his tongue lapped at my hole, licking around it. Playing. Exploring.
“Fuck,” he rasped, clearly loving this as much as I was. “I need to get up or I’ll come on the floor.”
“And that’s bad?” I panted. I was all for coming with his tongue in my ass.
“It is when I want to come with you. I want to see you come. Want to watch your face transform as you reach your peak. Want to see you respond to what I’m doing to you. Knowing no one else will ever touch you, or see that part of you. Only me.”
“Damn,” I rasped. “Have you always been so possessive?”
He gave me a grin as he stood in front of me, somehow completely naked now, his clothes in a wet pile on the tiles behind us.
“I’ve always been possessive of you, but now that I’ve claimed you?
” He didn’t say anything else, just grabbed me and licked my neck, sucking it and marking me.
I found that I didn’t care anymore, way past the point of needing to talk.
I grabbed his dick, blindly pushing our lengths together as he continued to maul my neck.
Not that I was complaining about that. In fact, the thought of others seeing his claiming mark on my skin had my knees weakening.
“So good,” he praised as I continued to stroke us together. “My perfect Tair.”
His words were affecting me too much, my release creeping closer as I sped up my movements, his hard warm dick sliding against my own perfectly.
He removed his lips from my neck, his eyes meeting mine, and then he gasped, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he came, flooding my hand and dick with his release.
I groaned at the sight, and then I came too, my cum joining his, merging it together as I wrung out the pleasure until we shivered from the cooling water. Damn, no time to enjoy the afterglow.
After getting dressed we really didn’t have a lot of time to enjoy our new home before two mages came with food and introduced themselves as part of the kitchen staff. We were now sitting at our dining table which held seven chairs, like they’d truly made it ready for us with Julie in mind, too.
“Do you think you’ll be trained in being an anchor?” Niam asked Julie.
Julie took a sip of water before answering, “I have no idea. Nujik mentioned something about teaching me what it meant being your anchor, but I have no idea if he meant giving me books to read, or if I truly have to train with you.”
“Well, he did say you’ll watch us train, but that can hardly be enough, can it?” Silver questioned.
“I mean, you’re supposed to save your world and all you have to do is train your magic, maybe my job isn’t too far from that.” She did have a point there.
“Whatever they decide is necessary, we’ll do it,” Wilston said.
“So, you trust them, too?” I asked, wanting to finally have this conversation. I knew we trusted them enough to help us, but enough to follow their lead was something else.
“I do,” Xari said. “They know much more about all of this than we do.”
“True,” Silver agreed. “And if what Nujik and Willow told us is true, they’ve been preparing for this even before we were born, waiting for their true leaders to take over the council of mages.”
“And let’s not forget, Nujik and Willow have led these people ever since they knew for certain we were the future leaders. They had years to figure out what would be the best course of action,” Niam reminded us.
“I actually like that they tell us what to do,” Tino said, surprising me a little. He’d never liked listening to authority figures growing up.
“Me too,” Xari sighed. “It’s a relief having someone around who knows what the fuck they’re doing.”
“Agreed,” Silver said, taking another bite of his tuna sandwich.
“What about training today?” Wilston said, looking directly at me. “You feel up for it? If not, they can’t force you, and we’ll understand.” I smiled, so glad to be surrounded by these amazing people.
“I can’t wait to try using magic again. I’ll just be careful this time,” I promised.
“You just used your magic an hour ago,” Tino reminded me, making me grin at him as I remembered his terrified tone.
“You did?” Silver asked excitedly. “How did it go?”
“Fine,” I said, smiling proudly as they all looked at me with interest.
Tino scoffed, then muttered, “Scared me half to death.”
They wisely ignored his dramatics, but he did remind me of something I wanted to ask Xari about.
“Can you make piercings and pierce skin with earth magic?” He was the only one of us who had piercings, or visible ones at least. I knew Wilston was gifted at making jewelry, so I would ask him about the stones I wanted.
Xari looked surprised by my question and then seemed to ponder it. “I think you could pierce skin easily with the magic, forcing it through the skin. What kind of piercing did you want?”
Tino choked on air beside me, but I ignored him for now. “I have several in mind.” Which was the truth, but I also feared the pain of said piercings and starting with my dick didn’t seem to be the best option.
“Do you want me to pierce you?” Xari asked, a grin forming on his lips.
“No!” Tino objected, startling Silver who sat next to him enough for him to lose his grip on his sandwich, which fell to his lap instead.
“What do you mean no?” Niam asked Tino pointedly. “If Altair wants piercings, he should be able to get them.” Oh, how I loved Niam.
“It’s not that,” Tino defended, rolling his eyes.
“Then what’s the issue?” Silver asked, his irritation over losing his sandwich clear. He was dabbing his shirt free of tuna, not even looking at Tino as we waited for him to answer.
“I don’t want Xarius anywhere near my man’s dick,” Tino said, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair, daring any of them, and me, to argue.
Xari burst out laughing, causing the rest of us to follow. “I’m loving this!” he wheezed. “You want your first piercing there? Damn.” Was that pride I saw on his face? Admiration?
Sitting taller, I nodded. “But maybe we shouldn’t start with that.”
“I have to agree. Where else do you want one?”