This was nerve-wracking. Since high school graduation last spring, I haven’t been on a stage in front of a crowd. And even then, it hadn’t been this many people. Just the family of those in my graduating class.
Several hundred Madonie wolves are sitting in the amphitheater. That’s a lot of people looking at us.
The only thing keeping me from freaking out is that I’m touching the small of Amelia’s back. She’s just as nervous as I am. I need to remain calm so we both can remain calm.
‘How am I supposed to make my oath if I can’t talk to anyone but you?’ Amelia frowned as Darren stepped aside so Alexander could take his oath.
‘Drink first to make the link, then say your pledge to Alpha André.’ I suggested. I certainly can’t say her oath for her. It was the only way I could think of.
‘You’ll be fine.’ I encouraged her as it was her turn.
I watched as Amelia nervously approached and carefully knelt, not wanting to ruin her dress. In silence, she took her sip.
I saw André smile as he gestured her to rise, so I knew she must have said her oath in the link. I involuntarily winced when she had to cut her wrist to include her blood in the goblet.
I took a deep breath, slowly letting it out as I moved to kneel before André. ‘It’ll be okay.’ Amelia whispered through our link.
“I, Stephen Rhett Walterson, solemnly swear that I will faithfully serve the Madonie people, ALpha André, and Aleph Darren as their Gamma. And will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Madonie Pack.”
Having said my oath, I took my sip, standing as André gestured me to rise. I cut my wrist, letting my blood drip into the cup before stepping aside.
Amelia quickly took my hand in hers. ‘You both did well.’ Darren encouraged through the link, his eyes on the crowd.
‘The hard part is about to come. Be ready. We can’t let anyone who’s looking to harm André through.’ Alexander chimed in.
I blinked because shit, that was weird. The realization dawned on me that a new Madonie pack link was created as we pledged. I hadn’t thought about it until I heard Alexander speak.
I’m used to Darren as we were both Bloodmoon. I felt sad that my bond to Bloodmoon was forever severed, except for my family.
‘We are so proud of both of you.’ Mom beamed from her seat in the audience with tears in her eyes.
‘Stephen. Amelia.’ André’s voice filled my head, making me stand at attention. ‘Now is your time to shine, darlings.’
Right. Now we have to watch the crowd and point out anyone that will be a danger.
A chorus of gasps started as Ivan Furlan stood up from the crowd and made his way down the center aisle and up the steps to the stage. Amelia and I weren’t surprised.
We knew he’d pledge. He didn’t have loyalty to Ignazio. Anything he did was to protect Amelia. Even if he spends his life under house arrest, he would rather do it as a loyal pack member watching over his sister than a rogue.
“I, Ivan Noé Furlan, do swear by the Moon that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to Alpha André of Madonie, his heirs and successors. So help me, Goddess.”
‘Conway, we need to put all our energy into this. There are many people, and we can’t let anyone get through.’ I called Conway, who was at the ready.
‘We’ve got this.’ He assured me as I felt his power pushing forward.
Whoa, this was new. Conway has grown stronger since Amelia and I mated, but this was different. This must be from becoming Gamma. I certainly won’t say no to a power boost.
I started focusing on the crowd taking a deep breath, and sorted through the collective scents around me to seek those with malice. Those with the intent to hurt or even kill.
Amelia and I started to point people out in the crowd through the link. Darren was quick to inform his family, who started popping up without warning in the crowd to take away those we were pointing out.
“Be calm.” André called out to everyone, and some of the people were making a scene at being taken away.
“Tonight is a celebration as we move forward as a pack. Anyone you see being detained is not here for those reasons. Place your trust in your ranked wolves and me.” André assured the crowd.
Everyone who’s already pledged seems to be at ease with his words. But those yet to pledge still emitted unease.
Crap! A strong scent of malice was close. ‘ALEPH! The male next in line! I’m sorry I didn’t pick it up sooner.’ I called out just before the male rushed for the stage.
“I won’t bow to an outsider! Madonie belongs to those born here!” The male shouted.
I was worried my warning was too late. But in a blur of blue, André went from center stage to having one hand on the male’s throat while the other still gripped the goblet. Not even a single drop had dripped from the goblet.
“Madonie belongs to those who will live, breathe, and fight for it. Madonie belongs to the one who will protect and serve its people. Madonie belongs to me!” André’s wolf snarled as his eyes turned yellow.
‘That guy is in for it now. He’s pissed Duilio off enough to come out.’ Alexander smirked, folding his arms as he watched, poised to move if our Alpha needed him.
“Anyone that supported Ignazio, that felt the whelp who would slay his own parents for power was a worthy Alpha doesn’t belong in a pack, least of all mine!” Duilio’s voice boomed throughout the amphitheater.
“Know this. If you felt Ignazio’s massacre of your previous ranked wolves, his massacre of the peaceful Nebrodi, and his war against the Incubi were justified, leave now. Leave now and live your life as rogues because you are not welcome in my territory!” He commanded.
The male was gasping for breath as Duilio still held him tightly.
“Then kill me.” The male demanded.
“If you think I am such a danger to your authority, kill me. Prove how strong you are.” He tried to sound confident as he spoke between gasps for air.
Duilio scoffed, dropping him to the ground. “I kill only to protect my pack and only when I am left with no choice. A true Alpha’s power isn’t in how ruthless he is. I give you your life. That is my mercy. Now get out of my territory, rogue.”
The guards finally got to us and hauled the male up by his arms. “Take him to the edge of the territory and let him go. Do not harm him.” André instructed, his eyes returning to their natural blue.
A clear message was being conveyed on stage. I could smell the change in the wind. The amount of malice and hate for those of us on stage was diluted. Duilio’s words had their effect.
As the last person pledged there had only been fifteen people taken away. Five of them Amelia had called out for being influenced by magic. Five sleeper agents, I suppose, leftover from Melania’s influence on Ignazio.
“My people! Thank you for joining us tonight and solidifying our bond as a pack. To celebrate this first step to the future of Madonie, we shall have a pack run! If you cannot shift, please make your way to the pack villa where the party is waiting to get started!”
André exclaimed, his excitement infectious as the crowd eagerly started to either change clothes to shift or filed out to head for the packhouse. I followed Alexander’s cue and went off stage to start undressing for the run.
‘Are you still shy about shifting in front of people?’ I questioned Amelia through our mate link.
Amelia blushed, shrugging a little as I shrugged off my dress shirt. I was down to my slacks and underwear when André and Darren joined us.
“Alissa? Amelia? Not joining the run for any particular reason? Or just bashful about being naked?” André arched an eyebrow as he started to undress.
“Oh… um well… Alpha, I’m….” Alissa shyly smiled, holding a hand to her stomach.
“Oh, that’s wonderful news! The first ranked heir is already on its way. Congrats to you and Gildo. And they get to have the distinct pleasure of growing up with my little brother or sister.” He grinned.
New life. After a war that resulted in so many deaths it was good to know those numbers will grow again. That is good news indeed.
“Thank you, Alpha. I’ll make sure everyone’s clothes are taken back to the villa and that the party starts without issue.” Alissa bowed her head as she gathered her mate’s clothes, kissing his cheek before he shifted to his wolf.
“Amelia? Are you going to tell me you have a pup on the way too?” André arched an eyebrow with a teasing smile at my blushing Gamma.
My back stiffened as he asked Amelia if she was pregnant. I know that heat is the most likely time for a she-wolf to get pregnant.
But we were careful, for the most part. We still ensured before coming to Madonie if she was, but the test was negative. And I’m okay with that. I want to be a dad, but Amelia and I are both too young and need more time together before adding a pup.
‘No… I… it’s not that. But I’m just not the most comfortable….’ Amelia explained through the pack link.
“Don’t worry, darling. The only person who will take notice of your nudity before your shift is Stephen. And no one is ever going to bad mouth you again. You are Gamma of Madonie, a gorgeous she-wolf with a hottie for a mate at her beck and call. Own it, sister.” André winked, shedding his clothes last before shifting to his massive black wolf with blue streaks along the flanks.
I’m not sure how I should feel that my Alpha called me a hottie. But whatever, I’ll chalk it up to André being André.
Darren rolled his eyes, turning his attention to Amelia. “You can shift last if it makes you more comfortable.” He suggested. “Then meet up with the rest of us at the front of the pack.”
Amelia was blushing bright red, looking up at the sky to not look at Darren as he stood naked for a moment before shifting to Cardinal.
With a howl, André led everyone else away to start the pack run. Leaving just Amelia and me standing in the side area of the stage.
‘It’s just us now. You should undress so we can join the others.’ I encouraged. ‘Do you want help?’ I offered, toying with the zipper of the dress.
Blushing, Amelia nodded as I unzipped the dress. I was careful as I removed the dress. It was her mother’s, after all.
‘We should also take care of the jewelry.’ I suggested kissing her bare shoulders as I carefully removed her necklace, earrings, and hair comb.
I smiled as she shivered, not because she was cold, her body melting against mine. ‘We… we need to catch up with the others.’ Amelia sighed as I unclasped her bra.
‘We’ve got time.’ I assured, slipping her bra off, taking the opportunity to palm her breasts.
‘But if you want me to stop, I will.’ I assured, scraping my teeth over her mark as my hands slid along her curves to start tugging down the lacy white underwear.
Her breath hitched as her ass unconsciously, or maybe it was on purpose, rubbed against my crotch. I groaned, nipping at her mark.
‘Do you want me to stop?’ I questioned, letting my hand slip between her thighs. I growled, finding her wet.
‘No…’ She whimpered, arching into my hand.
Oh, thank Goddess. I know I would have stopped if she said so, but I’m glad she didn’t. And well at least I don’t have to feel bad or weird that I did put condoms in my jacket pocket. Even if we have to be quick.
It was probably a good thing everyone was gone because the sounds of our quick lovemaking echoed in the amphitheater enough that I was embarrassed. We’d just shifted when Nicolao, the butler from the packhouse, stepped out.
“Just here to collect any discarded clothes, Gamma Amelia and Gamma Stephen.” The older male bowed his head to our wolves.
I nodded to him before rushing to catch up with Amelia and Faith. ‘Oh, Goddess. What if he… what if he heard us? What if he saw us?’ Amelia questioned.
‘I doubt he did. And if he did, he obviously isn’t going to say anything. We are the Gammas now. It’ll be okay, And honestly, with an Alpha like André, I’m sure stumbling on us together is the least scary thing Nicolao will deal with.’ I chuckled.
Amelia sighed, shaking her head as we finally caught up with everyone else. The run was fun. It was good to stretch Conway’s legs, and he always enjoys getting to run with Faith.
‘Alexander, you will come with André and me to deal with those we detained. Amelia and Gildo, and your mates, will be responsible for entertaining at the party till we can get there.’ Darren instructed as we reached the packhouse.
‘We can handle that.’ Gildo assured through the link before trotting off in the direction of his mate to change.
‘We’ll do our best.’ Amelia agreed. ‘We won’t let you down, Ca…I mean Aleph.’ I nodded before spotting Ivan and my family waiting for us.
My mom and Suzie had Amelia’s things and went with her for her to change while dad handed me my clothes as I shifted without much concern about being naked while I got dressed.
Ivan grunted, picking something off the ground and nudging my ribs. I raised an eyebrow as he opened his massive hand, and I paled when he handed me a condom that had fallen out of my jacket.
“Um… thanks.” I gulped, putting it back into my pocket, avoiding eye contact.
“At least they are practicing safe sex.” Dad, the helpful man, snickered.
“Come on, Ivan, let’s find you a large glass of something to drink.” Dad patted his shoulder, directing the giant inside.
Ivan left but not without glaring at me over his shoulder. If he had laser vision would have cut straight through me.
‘Everything okay?’ Amelia questioned as her hand slipped into mine.
‘Perfect now that you’re here. Let’s go mingle and show ourselves to be good Gammas.’ I suggested. I smiled and kissed her temple.
With smiles on our faces, we entered the party. There were some cautious glances thrown our way. And a few people that Amelia tensed when they approached.
But Amelia showed she held no hard feelings against those who bullied her. She is genuinely the better wolf.
There is not a petty bone in my mate’s body. And tonight, as she smiled and was kind to her childhood bullies. She even consoled a few who lost their families to this war.
She’s proving to them that she will be a caring and supportive Gamma for the pack. As I watched her with people, especially the orphan children, I could see how perfect she is for this role and how great a mother she’ll be someday.
This is our new life. We will support this pack, support Alpha André and Aleph Darren. And always support each other. I will spend my life supporting her and showing her every day how much I love her and how happy I am that she chose me.
The END! Or at least of this part of their tale. There will still be two Epilogues from each of their POVs to show a glimpse of their future.
It’s been a year since I became Gamma of Madonie. What a rollercoaster of events that have happened in such a short time. I still miss my parents but having Stephen is always a comfort. I wish the Goddess had made him my mate from the start. But when I start down that path of thinking, I remind myself that the Goddess always has a plan. So even if Stephen wasn’t her initial plan for me, she made sure I did find him when things went wrong. And while I am not the Luna of Madonie as I initially was meant to be, I am the Gamma. Working with André, Alexander, and Gildo, we have made many improvements in the pack. I’ve been working on learning LIS, Lingua Dei Segni Italiana, or Italian Sign Language. It’s helped with my communication skills with people outside the pack and pack members too young to use the pack link. I also completed school and have enrolled in university to further my education regarding social work to better help the pack.
Things have been going rather well for us these past five years. Madonie is prospering, and our people are happy. It has been difficult for Amelia and me when others have babies. It reminds us of what we cannot have, especially for Amelia, as she watched other she-wolves, including her sister-in-law, going through their pregnancies. But that makes us appreciate having Grace all that more. Grace is an intelligent girl, she may not have understood fully, but she always knew when Amelia was feeling down because she’d climb into her lap and give her hugs and tell her how much she loved her. She has been a bright spot for us. Just as Grace’s arrival into our lives helped Amelia through the news that she couldn’t have children. She then helped her get through watching others she is close to having pups with their mates. So rather than focusing that we will never have a pup that Amelia birthed, we have poured our love into Grace and the pack. I’m always amazed Grace doesn’t behav
The chapters will be for the short story Warrior's Redemption from this point forward. Clement “Austin” Shelton: Everything can change in a blink. I went from a promising military career to having no direction. I was told, “The Goddess guides us on our paths. But we all have to put in the work to find our destinies.” and encouraged to look within to find out who I am. I’ve taken those words to heart. But is it possible for a guy like me to find redemption? Suzie Walterson: Growing up living down the road from the Shelton family, I knew that Clement Shelton was a dick. I have known it my whole life. And I didn’t think losing a leg could change him. But an accident put me in his debt in more ways than one. Has he changed, or is it just a ruse?
Returning from Incubi was hell. As glad as I was to be home in Bloodmoon territory, I returned in a sorry state. I was one of the few injured sent home first and in the worst state. Only I would manage to lose a leg in a fight. I made a stupid mistake, and now I’ve fucked up the rest of my life. Grandma will probably fuss until grandpa tells her to stop babying me. I can just imagine what grandpa is going to say. I’d try to imagine what dad will say, but I am sure I’ll be met with indifference. As Doctor Bryant finished his examination, my hospital room’s door flew open. The whirlwind of the Shelton family burst through. They got here faster than I thought. “Clemmy!” My grandmother called, hurrying into the room with a tote full of I don’t want to know what. Probably another sweater or scarf long enough to turn me into a mummy that she knitted. “Michele, stop trying to fuss over him.” Grandpa commanded in his gruff voice. In an instant, grandma took two steps back and low
“Come on, Suzie…” Shannon pouted, tugging on my sleeve. “It’s a bad idea, is all I’m saying. And I really should just go home.” I shook my head, shutting my locker. “Oh, come on. Stan’s going to be there. Aren’t you a little interested in seeing him shift… or rather seeing him before and after.” Shannon giggled, wiggling her eyebrows at me. I roll my eyes but smile a little. Stan is handsome, and he only got his wolf this past full moon. So far, none of the she-wolves in our pack are his mate. Shannon grinned. “Yes. I knew I’d get you with that.” I rolled my eyes, zipping up my winter jacket. “You realize no matter what he looks like naked; he’s going to be insignificant if I compare to Amelia’s big brother.” I blushed just thinking about the handful of times I’ve been in Madonie and seen little Ivan. His mate is a fortunate woman, that’s all I can say. And she, of course, knows it. We were happy for Ivan when he found his mate two years ago when Amelia made him go to a
I’ve spent the last five years getting my life together. Unless it’s required for all pack members, I have distanced myself from the pack. Not in a sense that I want to turn rogue or something stupid like that. I don’t want to leave the pack. But early in my recovery, if I trained in either human or wolf form around others, I got unsettling looks and heard their whispers. Which shows they wanted me to listen to them bad-mouthing me. We’re werewolves, so they know I could hear them, and if they didn’t want me to listen to it, they’d have used a direct link to who they were gossiping to. So it was done with intent. I get it. I was an asshole for… well, my whole life. So to avoid such situations, I trained at human gyms and would let Jax out in areas where I wouldn’t run into packmates. Random pack members weren’t the only people I spent less time around. Grandpa has written me off and for the stupidest of reasons. He’s pissed that I decided I wanted to be known as Austin f
OH, MY GODDESS!!! How can he be that dense!? How can I be this stupid!? Ugh! Why would I think after three months of talking and what I thought was subtle flirting meant a damn thing to him? It was all just in my head. I BAKED him a PIE! I don’t bake for ANYONE! I can’t believe I baked him a pie. I went through the effort of styling my hair, putting on makeup, and picking a cute outfit. And none of it mattered. I walked in on Austin with one of his coworkers. I can’t believe I was so wrong about this. I grumbled, digging out my cell to call Diann to come back and get me. I’m going to feel like such an idiot for this. I had told Diann about my cute physical therapist and the flirty vibe I’d been picking up. She’s the one who encouraged me. Hell, I’m wearing her skirt! “Hey, girl. Why are you calling? I dropped you off like a minute ago. Was he out sick or something?” Diann asked with a chuckle. I, however, wasn’t laughing. “Suz? Oh no. We misread his signals.” Dian
I haven’t seen nor heard from or about Suzanne Walterson in months. She hasn’t had to come to the office now that her sessions are over. And I tend to keep my distance from pack gatherings so we don’t cross paths. Even if she lives down the street, we don’t generally cross paths. I went years without seeing that kid. Since her brother moved to Madonie, I haven’t had any reason to go by her house. Not that Stephen and I were ever good friends. Mostly I was his ride since I had my car. And given how we left things, his fist in my face, we will not be mending fences. I hadn’t thought that three months of seeing her three times a week would change anything. I got by just fine, not talking to or seeing her before. So why have I missed seeing her? Miss the low-key banter during her sessions. I’ve attempted to distract myself with Denise. She’s not a bad person. I get along with her well enough, but she’s human and not my mate. Unlike the she-wolves at the pack who have snubbed
Dear Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read this Anthology. I hope you have enjoyed all the stories it contained. With the conclusion of The Hybrid’s Vampire, we have come to the official end of this Anthology. I will take the rest of November off to work on a project. You can follow me on social media to stay current on what I'm working on. I will return to Goodnovel in December with Her Second Chance Mate, Alex Whitland and Holly Boland's story. Bring tissues! See you son and thanks for all your support! Bryant
As we entered the hall, I locked eyes with the various members of our family, and my vampire bandmates posted up around the room. Someone I knew was truly loyal to us was watching all the exits, which made me feel safer. The elders and their sons were already waiting on the stage. Christian, Elton, and Otto spotted us and hurried over with concerned expressions. “What’s wrong?” I asked, skipping any small talk. “Something feels… off,” Christian whispered, beckoning us to an alcove away from others. “Define off,” Sage said. “Beyond that, your families and the vampires are on high alert and watching all the exits?” Otto folded his arms. “They were weird all day. What’s up with that?” Elton asked. “Back to what’s off.” I nodded my chin to Christian. “Our dads and grandads. They... I can’t place it, but they’ve been acting weird the closer we’ve gotten to the ceremony.” Christian whispered. “Spit it out, kid.” I hissed. “Auðr.” Sage elbowed me. “I’m gonna need you to elaborate.
Sage and their family are right about one thing: their Goddess always has a plan. I’d never thought about why I’d had the dreams about Eclipse back when I was human. I never realized the cute guy who’d bought me a drink and tried to chat me up at the club the night I died was a werewolf, let alone my mate. It’s weird to know now. It was strange that Miles and his Eclipse wolf appeared as a warning to Sage and me after our marking. I already didn’t like Joar and the others, so to hear it was his ancestor who killed Miles wasn’t a shocker. I want to trust Christian and the others. I know it’s unfair to hold the father’s sins against the son, so I will give those boys the benefit of the doubt. However, the benefit of the doubt has only extended so far. If I get even the slightest inkling that they are a danger to Sage, I’ll rip their fucking heads off. I didn’t feel safe in Steelcrest during the day. It wasn’t that I’d be their target. Though now that we’re mated, killing me would be
I couldn’t tell you how we got from the hallway outside the banquet hall to our room. It was a frantic blur of rough kisses. Auðr’s vest was gone, his shirt was missing most of its buttons, and his pants were open. My vest and blouse were in a similar condition to his shirt. As for my skirt, well, I don’t know where it is beyond not being on me. “Fuck… Auðr… commando,” I groaned, tugging his pants down to find he wasn’t wearing underwear. “Complaining?” Auðr teased, stroking my cock through my boxers. “Neeever…” I moaned, eyes rolling back as he reached into my boxers and stroked my bare dick. “Didn’t think so.” Auðr chuckled into my lips as he kissed me. I moaned, wiggling out of my vest and top, wanting fewer layers between us. With the offended clothes gone, I wrapped one arm around Auðr’s neck while I used my free hand to return the favor by stoking his dick too. Touching Auðr and especially being touched by him is always crazy good. This blood moon eclipse made things ev
I know I should be focused on socializing and getting to know the people of Steelcrest. After all, tonight is my introduction to them, and tomorrow, I’ll take my oath as their Alpha. Yet, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Auðr, eager for tonight and our official mating. Sure, we’ve had lots of sex these last few months. It’s not the same, in any case. “You know staring at him isn’t going to make him suddenly come back.” Elton taunted as he joined Christian and me, with Otto in tow. “Ready for the torment of a Steelcrest social event?” Otto asked in their typical bored emo-esk tone. Some might think his broody exterior is just a front, but it’s not. At least not that I’ve seen. Christian and Elton have also told me Otto was like this, even as kids. It’s just who he is. Otto’s not opposed to having fun, or what Otto calls fun. He’s a stealth mischief maker. We bonded over politics, and he helped plan and execute a few anti-protests back in Portland when misogynistic fascists fucks dared
Six months sounds like a long time on paper. When you’re living it, however, it’s a different story. It felt like I blinked, and time was nearly up. Retiring Immortal Eclipse took me two months, including finishing our tour. I’m an old hat at this, so the transition was smooth. I’d spoken to Albert. He knew this was coming, not the Sage part. That was a shock to him. Albert had figured we were hitting that limit of being in public without all the speculation about our immortality. As such, the label already had everything ready. They did all the media release that Immortal Eclipse has retired, and band members thank their fans for all their years of being fans and hope they will respect their privacy as they transition to civilian life. This time was going to be different from past decades. I wasn’t going to return to music as a profession. I wasn’t the only one retiring permanently. As much as the rest of the Darby family wanted Léonel to return to les Ombres Sanctifiées, he wouldn
After we’d had our fun, including an exchange of blowjobs in the shower, we got dressed, and he called his band to his room. I sat anxiously in a chair as the band walked in and sat on the sectional sofa. Léonel was the only one with a smile for me, though he didn’t look happy otherwise. Was he going to be upset about the news, or was he unhappy about something else? “All right. Let’s get to business. Immortal Eclipse has run its course.” Auðr started. Rune opened his mouth but shut it when Auðr glared at him. “We have been at this for twenty years. You all know how this goes. We aren’t aging, and people are noticing.” Auðr said, tossing a few gossip magazines about what surgeries they had to stay young. “We need to hang it up and step out of the limelight like before.” “So when things settle, we’ll start a new band? Like before,” Rune asked. “You are free to do that. However..” Auðr looked at me with a smile. “Sage has a prophecy, one I’m part of. One that connects to my tatt
Waking up naked wasn’t exactly new for me. Waking up naked with someone else? Yeah, that was new. Initially, I’d been able to freak out till I smelled Auðr’s scent of black currant wine, patchouli, and soothing vanilla. I’d stayed in bed smiling like a fool, just enjoying being in his arms and realizing that this would be my life no matter our path. I could wake up in hotels around the world, traveling with him and his band, by whatever name they called themselves. Or I could be waking up in our bed in Steelcrest face each day as Alpha and Aleph together. After a while, I got out of bed, threw on my underwear, and went into the rest of the room. I checked my messages and smiled when I realized Auðr had notified my family that I was staying with him. There wasn’t anything to eat in the kitchen, so I ordered room service. I’ll offer to pay for it when Auðr wakes up. They automatically charged it to the room, and I didn’t want to get in trouble with his label just because I got hungry.
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