Chapter 21 - Auðr

I went into this knowing Sage was a virgin. I wasn’t sure about most of their sexual past, but I felt safe in my conclusion they were a virgin. I’ve been with my share of virgins. I won’t go into or try to count how many ‘straight’ guys I’ve nailed over the years. While experience has it’s benefits, fucking a virgin is always fun. You get to know you’re the first they’ll experience, so you must bring your A-game. And with Sage, I’ll be their only, so nothing less than my A-game is worthy of them.

This was one of the other great things about virgins. They aren’t set in their ways and take guidance. Honestly, Sage didn’t need much guidance beyond me telling him to grip my cock harder and the occasional adjustment to how his head was titled as he sucked my cock. For someone who has likely never done this before, Sage was a natural. Perhaps their wolf or the mate bond kept Sage in sync with my desires. Whatever it was, if Sage kept this up, I was going to cum.

I started to step back, not ready to cum just yet, but Sage’s mouth chased my cock. I had to tug their hair to stop them gently. I could appreciate the enthusiasm, but we’ve got time, and I had plans, and they didn’t end with a blow job. I chuckled at Sage’s pout as they looked up at me in question.

“I can think of better places to cum, though your mouth is a tempting option.” I smiled, rubbing my thumb over their bottom lip.

I chuckled again as Sage’s eyes went momentarily wide at realizing what I’d just implied. It was quick because more purple was seeping into Sage’s amber eyes. Eclipse was coming out to play. In my long life, I’ve slept with my share of men but never a werewolf. This should prove interesting.

“Lay back,” I instructed.

Sage arched their brows but didn’t question me as they lay on the king-size bed. They looked hot against the cream duvet, shirtless, wearing cutoff shorts, fishnet stockings, and combat boots. It was time for those to all come off. Sage propped themselves up on their elbows, watching me as I knelt between their legs. I winked before setting to get off their boots and then reaching for the button on their shorts.

I was curious what sort of underwear Sage would have. I opt for none, but that’s just me. The shorts are a tad too short for regular boxers, but given that Sage doesn’t strictly dress according to either gender norm, the possibilities are endless. I licked my lips as I tugged the denim down, Sage lifting their hips to assist, to reveal black men’s boyshorts featuring cutesy frogs with rainbow mushrooms for hats. I could say men’s because they were obviously designed to accommodate a cock and balls. It was an interesting choice, though I was more interested in what was under them.

“I wasn’t exactly expecting anyone to see my underwear…” Sage half apologized and explained.

“They’re cute, but they’re coming off.” I smiled, pulling them and the fishnet stockings down next.

Jackpot.

The bulge I’d felt in the car and saw as I’d been undressing Sage was not all material. I’ve sadly had that happen. It’s not bad. It’s just disappointing when they happen to be smaller than anticipated. Sage certainly delivered on size. I cocked my head, looking at the light blonde pubic hair. The carpet doesn’t match the drapes. However, I still didn’t know if their purple hair was because Sage was a hybrid or their choice.

I didn’t touch Sage’s dick. I touched around it as I rubbed my hands down their thighs and down the rest of their legs to take off their clothes. Sage was not happy with that bit of teasing, growling low as I ran my hands back up to barely brush against the base of their cock on my way to trace the subtle abs in their otherwise flat stomach.

“Patience, Sage.” I clicked my tongue.

“Not a virtue I or Eclipse has,” Sage grumbled.

I chuckled, giving Sage what they wanted in my own way as I swirled my tongue around their tip before taking it all in.

“Oh fuck!” Sage moaned.

I know I give good head. I’ve been at it for over a century. I was pulling out all the tricks: swirling, licking, and nipping, driving Sage crazy. I locked eyes with Sage as I took their cock out of my mouth and licked my index finger. Sage’s eyes were an equal blend of purple and amber as their pupils dilated in understanding.

“Want me to stop?” I asked, giving Sage the chance to back out.

“Don’t stop,” Sage growled, their voice overlapping with their wolf.

I smiled and went back to sucking their dick, letting them relax and forget all about my finger. As soon as I felt they had forgotten about my finger, I started working it in. Sage’s hips bucked at first in surprise, but then it was to get me to go deeper faster. At least they were eager. That was a good sign. If they hadn’t reacted well to anal play, I’d be fine with bottom. I just prefer top. I picked up speed as I fingered Sage’s ass in time with how I was sucking their cock, adding a second finger as I went.

Sage was moaning and growling in pleasure as their hands gripped the bedding. The label will have to add replacement bedding to the damages. I heard Sage’s claws rip the fabric when they shouted my name as they came in my mouth. I hadn’t expected Sage to last long, and while I hadn’t wanted to cum in their mouth, I was more than okay with them coming in mine since I’d still get their ass.

“I… shit… wow…” Sage said between catching their breath.

“Fun isn’t over unless you tell me you want it to be.” I smiled, licking my lips clean as I stood up and took my fingers out.

Sage sat up a little, eyes hazy and face flushed from their orgasm. Their eyes traveled the length of my body and stopped at my dick and licked their lips.

“You’ve not orgasmed. So, yeah, we aren’t done. Just tell me where and how you want me.” Sage nodded. “I don’t want to be a selfish mate.”

“All you need to do is move up the bed and relax, Skittles,” I instructed.

Sage scrambled up the bed with a giggle, eager for what would happen next. I followed them onto the bed, reaching for the nightstand. I may not have brought anyone back to this hotel room since checking in, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t unpack and prepare for the possibility of getting someone here. I took out a new bottle of lube and a new box of condoms.

“Someone was prepared. Or do they stock that for you? Tucking it in next to the standard bible?” Sage laughed.

“I’m always prepared.” I winked. “I wouldn’t trust anyone else to buy my supplies. It’s too great of a risk of being tampered with.”

“That’s smart, though tampering with a condom would be a bigger risk for the straight members of the band,” Sage said.

“And no more of that subject.” I shook my head.

I leaned over Sage and kissed them to stop that conversation. Talking about my band and anything related to them or my prior sex life are all not topics of conversation while trying to have sex. Sage didn’t protest the change of topic or that I used a kiss to get us back on track. Their arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. I’m dexterous enough and able to multi-task. While we kissed, I got a condom on and used the lube on Sage.

Our kiss muffled Sage’s moan as I entered them. I went slowly, it was their first time, after all, but damn, it felt good even with the condom. I wanted to go faster and harder, but I wanted this to be a good experience for Sage, not just me. Occasionally I’ll admit I’m a selfish fuck. Those were groupies, and I’d never seen them again. They were there to check ‘fucked a celebrity/musician’ off a list. I was there to get off.

Sage is forever. I took my time. I kept a rhythm that Sage could match, changing it when Sage gave cues they wanted more—nonverbal cues like digging their claws into my shoulders and verbal cues like right now.

“Oh fuck. Auðr! Harder! Faster! Please… more.” Sage moaned, raising their hips faster, encouraging me to change my pace.

“If you think you can handle it.” I teased, nipping their neck before pulling back to kneel for a better angle and more control.

While this offered less skin-to-skin contact, and we couldn’t kiss, it certainly provided a great view. I watched Sage as they tried to keep up with the new pace. I watched the purple of their wolf in their eyes as they growled in satisfaction. I reached between us, finding their freshly hard cock, and jerked them off in rhythm of my hips. Watching Sage climax with my name on their lips was possibly better than finally getting my orgasm.

“Wow…” Sage licked their lips after I’d pulled out. “Is it always going to be like that?”

“I mean, it can be. Though I’d like to think we’d change it up.” I shrugged, throwing out the condom before joining Sage on the bed.

“Like switching who’s topping?” Sage asked as they snuggled into my side.

“Sure. I’m fine with switching.” I nodded, bringing my arm around them to cuddle.

The only person I’ve cuddled in the last hundred years had been Agustín, who was the closest to a commitment as I got, and that was more a fuck buddies deal. He’s going to give me so much shit when he hears I’ve got a werewolf mate. His mom, Albert, and Caleb will too. Unlike my band, they’ll at least only tease me in a good-natured way.

“I know you told your family you’d be back. Did you want to lie here for a while and have me drive you back?” I asked, breaking the comfortable silence we’d fallen into.

When Sage didn’t answer, I realized they’d fallen asleep. I carefully got out of bed and found my phone. I sent a quick test to Léonel asking him to inform Sage’s family they’d be home tomorrow as they’d fallen asleep in my room. With the text sent, I switched my phone to silent, ensured the blinds were securely closed, and returned to bed with Sage. Sage and I could discuss our future and how to handle the band and Steelcrest tomorrow. Till then, I’ll enjoy the peace of Sage in my arms.