Chapter 31

Chapter

Thirty-One

WOLFE

T he moment Sage entered the conference room, her presence instantly caught my full attention—dressed in tight pants that follow those beautiful legs and a black shirt with buttons pulling slightly across her bust. Her nipples are hard, pressed against the fabric, and the sight leaves me breathless. Add to that the gaps between the buttons revealing a tiny bit of skin has me hyper-focused on her chest and the reality that she wears nothing underneath the shirt. I'm mentally willing her shirt to rip open, to have her tits bouncing out.

It's incredible how her entrance can completely change the mood of the room from a stoic, serious, tense situation to one where her scent floods the room, and I'm unable to think about anything but her.

At my command, the room clears except for the four of us.

Sage joins us at the table, sitting between Killian and Nyko, who immediately places his hand on her leg.

"I think that vessel is here because it belongs to my father. He knows I'm here. And that puts everyone in this vessel in danger."

A blade twists harder in my heart, the same one that had lodged there when Nyko told us earlier about their vision of the burning vessel and Sage's plan to deal with her father. The thought of her being in danger sharpens the ache.

"You're right," I state from across the table. "I had scouts swim underwater to the smaller vessel just before dawn. They confirmed it was the King's guards. We're still a day's travel away from the kingdom since we paused our mission."

"Howler in flames has been haunting me." Nyko glances at Sage, and she leans into him, her presence seeming to ground him.

My fingers itch to reach out and touch her, to pull her into my arms. It's been too long since she's been at my side.

"Our time has run out." There's a determination in Sage's eyes that wasn't there before. "I want your support to go and tell him that I am his heir, and as my true mates, so are all of you. And if he wants to find out anything about my ability, he's going to have to accept us into his kingdom." She's fidgeting nervously in her seat.

"I fucking hate that idea, but maybe you're right." Killian studies her, his lips poised downward. He takes her hand into his, unable to keep his distance, either.

"We go armed and with backup," I explain, repeating what we'd discussed with the team earlier, but I don't expand into the tactical details.

I pace the length of the room, knowing Sage's plan puts her front and center to a danger we may not be able to completely protect her from. I'll guard her to my dying breath, but the risks are fucking enormous. I step closer, my eyes locked on her, and she grimaces.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask.

She nods. "We're offering my father what he wants, me , and I won't reveal to him what he's dying to know—what my abilities are. That should keep us safe initially. I'll drag that information out for as long as possible to keep Howler and everyone else protected until we can determine if he's open to negotiating with us." She pauses, breathing heavily. "And who knows, maybe if I get him alone, I can use my ability against him?" She's smiling nervously.

Killian clears his throat. "There's no guarantee how the asshole's going to react, and you're not taking him out yourself. If he gets wind of what you're doing, he'll kill you." His lips pinch tight, glancing at Sage, his expression softening.

"We push him to consider a treaty as we've returned you, and now you are his heir," I add. "We just need him to let down his guard, and I'll take out the fucker."

"I want to fuck him over him so badly," Nyko growls, then looks at Sage. "Sorry for saying that. I know he's your father, but…"

"Don't." She squares her shoulders. "I have no allegiance to him. I don't owe the man anything, even if he is my blood. He's not family, as far as I'm concerned."

"Priority is Sage's safety, gaining a home for our people, and ensuring your vision never comes to fruition," Killian says.

"I guess we're doing this, then?" she asks, her voice steady despite the dread rippling over her face.

"I'm ready," I state, Killian and Nyko mimicking me at once. We've been waiting for this moment for years—to have a reason to approach the King without being killed on sight on his island.

"I mean, I'm scared out of my mind, but the fear of doing nothing is so much worse," she says, offering us a lopsided grin. Fuck, she's adorable.

Nyko pulls her into a fierce embrace. "That's my girl," he murmurs proudly.

I'd give my left arm to be him right now, taking her into my embrace.

"All right." I nod. "We need to prepare for departure. Sage, you'll be staying with one of us three at all times from now on, just in case. Nyko and Killian," I continue. "Get the warriors ready. I'll speak with Clay about the course for the vessel, and I'll send a message to King Bren of our arrival to avoid them attacking us for arriving unannounced. Our plan is to be there in just over forty-eight hours." I swing my attention to Sage, my hand reaching up to cup the side of her face. She leans into my touch, the admiration in her gaze for me unmissable. It softens my heart.

"I hate that you're going to be in the firing line, but we'll risk everything to protect you," I explain.

"I never expected anyone to risk themselves for me."

Killian leans in and kisses her on the lips. Nyko closes in behind her and takes her mouth the moment they finish. A growl rumbles in my chest at the sight, the jealousy that I'm across the table from them.

Then everyone rises. As we head out, I grab Sage's hand, feeling the warmth of her skin. "Have you got a moment?" I ask softly.

She gives me that small smile that had me falling for her back in Nightingale Village. Killian and Nyko glance our way, then leave us alone in the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Are you sure about this? It's easy to get caught up in the adrenaline. I can't bear it if anything happens to you."

"I'm ready. If this is my fault, I should fix it, right?"

"It's not your fault." I grip her hand tighter, my eyes searching hers. "If we're going to play the blame game, it's us three for seeking you out and bringing you here."

She sighs heavily.

"You know, you're a very different girl from the one who arrived in Blight," I explain, trying to steady the storm inside me, my fierce attraction to her.

Reaching over, she curls her hand through my dark hair, draping it over my shoulder. The touch sends a delicious shiver down my spine, and I lean into it, my hunger for her intensifying.

"Maybe I just didn't realize I was this person all along," she says softly. "I was never given the chance in the village."

"I fucking love this strong side of you," I confess. "But it scares me, too. The thought of you getting hurt…"

"I know the risks, Wolfe." Her fingers continue to play with my hair. "But I want to stop thinking about them for a moment as I'm going to be a mess leading up to seeing my father. I'd rather focus on your monster form because it does something wonderful for me." She bites her lower lip as her breaths quicken.

My gaze dips to her mouth, then lower to where the buttons strain against her heaving chest.

In a heartbeat, my human form sheds, and I grow and expand, standing in front of her in my Shadowfen form. My pants and shirt, feeling too tight, will be coming off soon.

"My monster form doesn't scare you?" A growl rumbles in my chest, the hardness in my pants growing. I trace my fingertips over her collarbone, enjoying the heat of her skin.

"It did when I first saw you that way." Her hand falls from my hair to the hard planes of my chest. Her touch, even through the fabric, is a fire, and I'll willingly burn in her flames.

"You have no idea what I'd do for you." I thread my hand through her hair to the back of her head, pulling her even closer. "Right now, it feels like an eternity since you've been in my arms."

She purrs softly, the sound vibrating through me. I adore that sound she makes. My lips brush hers, inhaling her sweet berries and sex scent.

"Good, you should never be frightened of me."

Her hands clutch at me, her body pressed tightly against mine.

Her scent fogs my mind, drowning out every thought.

Irresistible.

Unbearable.

Our mouths clash, stealing my breath. The intensity of our kiss is overwhelming, a desperate mingling of need and fear.

"I missed you," I murmur, my hands gripping her waist. "You have no idea how much."

"Oh, I have an idea. It's just a fraction less than I missed you." She breathes, smirking, her fingers pushing through my hair, tugging it slightly, and I lean down to kiss her again.

Our passion deepens, becoming more frantic, more urgent. Her heart pounds in her chest, thumping against mine as her body molds to me.

I hadn't intended to end up with my tongue down her throat or my cocks aching for release, but trying to think of something else—anyone else, for that matter—in her presence is impossible.

Sage consumes my thoughts.

Reaching between us, my hand tugs at the buttons of her shirt that pop open easily. With the last button undone, her breasts bounce free. My cocks twitch, my gaze all over the dusty mauve color of her nipples. I've got my hands under her armpits, lifting her off her feet. In moments, she's sitting on the table, and my attention is on those beautiful full tits that have been teasing me from the moment she entered the room.

"I've been dying to see your breasts again."

"Oh, is that so?" She breathes the words. Leaning back on her arms, she sticks her chest out, offering them to me like a reward.

A shuddering exhale rushes from my lungs. My pretty little monster wants me to suck on them, and I'll give her what she craves. I lean over her, my hands on either side of her, resting on the table, my tongue licking her beautiful offering, circling them, not leaving a section untouched.

"Is this what you want?" I ask before taking one of her fully erect nipples into my mouth. It's hard yet soft as I roll it over my tongue.

She moans as my hand claims the other one, pressing and squeezing it fiercely. I lightly bite down on the one between my teeth, pinching the other, not letting her go. I'm in fucking euphoria.

She has a hand curled around one of my black, curled horns, the sensation buzzing down to my balls. I adore her aggressive arousal.

My greedy mouth tugs and sucks on her, her hips already starting to rock, her musky perfume blooming. I release one breast, loving the red markings I've left around her areola, then I take the other morsel between my teeth, drawing more and more into my mouth. I'm fucking greedy as my hands pull open the buttons on her pants.

Her moans escalate. "Wolfe, should we be doing this here?"

"I'm going to fuck you here, and nothing will stop me." I latch onto her breast again as she wriggles her pants down her hips, then her legs. My cocks pulse in need, my balls pulled in so tight that a growl presses on my throat. I help her, tugging them down her legs while my mouth remains full. She kicks them off, then spreads herself for me.

Fuck!

Heat pours from her.

Intoxicating perfume.

She's mesmerizing.

Desperation rips me apart, and I sink my teeth into her breast, the copper taste of blood in my mouth in seconds.

"Wolfe!" she cries out, shoving against my shoulders, but I can't let go. My hand dips to between her thighs, and the moment I press my fingers between her swollen lips, she's moaning for more.

I lick the bite that's around her areola, the perfect mark staking my claim. Just like the one I gave her on her shoulder, I assume the others on her neck are from Nyko or Killian.

She now bears the marks of our obsession.

"That hurt," she murmurs as I tease her clit.

"And incredible!"

She glares at me, her gaze fogged over from the lust consuming her. Two droplets of blood roll down her breast, the red against her ivory skin calling to me. I lick them, loving the taste of her.

"The marks on a true mate's body are a real indication of how much she's adored and loved."

Her gaze flips wider. "You love me?"

I sink two long fingers into her, sending her body into shudders. Leaning forward, pressing my forehead to hers, still fingering her, I stare into those stunning violet eyes.

"I think I fell in love with you the moment you arrived in Blight. I knew instantly that I wasn't going to be able to stop myself from falling hard. I just refused to accept it at first. But yes, I'm so fucking deeply in love with you that I don't know where my emotions begin and end anymore. You consume my thoughts every second of the day and night. I dream of you, and I wake up with your scent in my nostrils. That's why I know you're mine."

She's mewling from how fast I'm thrusting into her, but her eyes glisten, a whimper in her chest.

"I-I never expected to find someone who would care so much for me. I've always accepted that I'm the outcast, the one most ignored, so this…" She gasps for air, and there's a tear in the corner of her eye.

I lean in, licking it as it rolls down her cheek.

"Only you can make me horny as hell while making me cry at the same time," she whispers. "I don't know what to say."

"You don't need to say anything. I didn't admit my love to have you mimic it back. There's no rush, as I know this is a lot for you, and I'm a patient Shadowfen."

She half smiles, half cries out, but then she's kissing me, and I'm lost to her completely.

I work into her harder, and she inches closer to me, her hands tugging down on my pants, our mouths refusing to part.

In moments, I have her off the table, breaking our kiss and twisting her away from me.

"I've got my sights set on filling your ass today."

"Wait! I'm not ready for that, and no way are you putting two in there."

She rocks away from me, but I have my hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place.

"You're not going anywhere, and I won't force anything. Now, bend over for me and lean across the table."

She's shaking, making those purring sounds that turn me wild. Yet she follows my command, and I release my grip on her.

Ass high, she spreads her legs for me, and I step back, needing a view.

"Fuck!" She's dripping wet, her pink lips engorged, glistening with slick that spreads all the way up her adorable little puckered ass. More of it coats the insides of her thighs. When I reach over, running my fingers over her entrance, her cunt pulses in response, seeming to flutter at my touch. Her hole squeezes, more slick seeping out.

"Sexiest thing I've ever seen," I snarl, dropping my pants, my two cocks bouncing out, then rip off my shirt.

"P-please," she groans.

"Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?"

"Don't make me wait. The desire inside me is too much. I'm burning up."

"You didn't answer me." With my hand between her legs, I give her greedy cunt a small slap.

She flinches, freezing in place. "Did you just slap my pussy?"

I laugh. "Keep ignoring my question, and I'll have you over my lap, spread and raw."

She's quivering, a moan spilling from her lips. "Yes…" She's breathing heavily. "Fuck me in the ass," she murmurs, rocking her hips for me.

Is she getting turned on by the idea? Noted.

"My filthy girl, let me reward you." The lower cock in hand, I run it along her slickness, then push the head into her, the walls clamping down on me instantly, squeezing.

"Fuck," I hiss.

"You make me feel so dirty, and I can't resist you."

"That's my sweet girl." Taking my second cock, I enter that pink ass waiting to be fucked.

She stiffens against me as I work my head into her slowly, in and out, getting her used to letting me in, to getting her opening up.

"Don't resist me," I start. "Deep breath and relax." And just as she tries that, I press in deeper. She groans loudly, the tightness of her ass strangling me. But she's soaked, and I know she can take me.

"I want to hear you screaming for me." Inching in deeper, I take my time with her, my fingers sliding down on her clit, rubbing that adorable nub.

She's barely standing now with her legs wobbling, but I hold her and push deeper, spreading those gorgeous holes. I give a final shove, driving myself all the way into her.

"Is it meant to feel so full inside of me?"

I chuckle, then moan each time she wiggles. "That's when you know you're being fucked well. Now, let me give you my reward." Releasing her clit, I grasp her round hips, pull out of her, then lean back in a few times, getting her readier than she already is. Her walls are tight, her entrances squeezing me just how I love it.

Then I'm fucking her, unrelenting, my fingers digging into her flesh, my cocks buried so deep inside her that she's screaming her pleasure. I lean into her again and again; the friction is fire, and I can't get enough. Never enough.

"Do you like being spread?" I snarl. "Tied up and used by me? Taking it whenever I give it to you."

"Wolfe, yes, you're my God!" Her words are barely a whisper as she rocks with the table she's leaning against.

A guttural grunt rolls over my throat at her words, the climax I'm chasing, building and building, clawing at my insides.

"The fuck!" Nyko's abrupt voice slices through my concentration, as does the door slamming shut. I glance over my shoulder at him, my cocks buried in Sage down to the hilt.

"Either join us, or get the fuck out," I snarl.

Evidently, I didn't need to give him an option as he's already ripping his shirt off and undoing his pants.

"What do you think, my sweet girl?" I rub a hand over Sage's beautiful ass. "Feel like a third cock?"

She moans, lifting her gaze as much as her restraints allow, her attention on Nyko in his human form. Her lips curl into a grin.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but yes, I do."

Nyko smirks, pausing alongside me. Staring down at the cocks inside our true mate, his breath catches.

"You've got her so spread; I fucking love this imagery."

He maneuvers closer to her, and in no time, he's sitting on the edge of the table, our true mate between us. Each movement she makes has my dicks throbbing, her insides close to crushing me.

"Are you ready for me?" he asks, his attention on her.

"I'm ready. I need this," she says. "Whenever I'm with you three, I turn into this horny monster."

"You're ours, just as you are," I remind her.

Legs spread, Nyko holds her firmly by the shoulders, supporting her weight as he leans down to steal a kiss. She has her hands flat on his hips, letting Nyko take all her weight. When he releases her, she shuffles to get comfortable.

Tilting my head to the side, I watch the way her hungry mouth takes his erection. My cocks pulse at the image, at the notion that my pretty girl has three cocks deep inside her now.

With how she feels wrapped around me, I'd agree to anything she desires, no matter what. I rub her ass as I start to rut her again.

We fall into a rhythm, all three of us groaning, the meeting room having turned into a sex marathon. She shifts her position, adjusting herself so I can slide deeper into her.

"That's it, take more," Nyko coaxes her, rubbing her throat, teaching her how to take more of him.

Just when we have a system in place, thrusting into her at the same time, a rush of cool air comes up my back, telling me someone's just walked into the room.

"What the hell now?" I growl, twisting my head to find that it's Killian.

He pulls the door shut, swinging back around. "You fucking assholes! Why didn't you tell me we were claiming our sweet girl."

"This wasn't a planned event," I hiss as Sage squeezes me, making me shudder.

"Take a seat, and enjoy the show," Nyko grunts just as Sage releases him and turns to Killian.

"Well, this is kind of embarrassing," she teases, but right now, she's dripping so much, shivering, she's close to bursting.

Killian's there, stroking the hair out of her face. "Mind if I watch?"

"Or…" She licks her lips. "I've never felt this way before, and I want the sensation to last… but my nipples are feeling lonely."

I burst out laughing. "Our sweet girl loves it so fucking dirty that she's going to ruin us all."

Nyko chortles. "I can fuck you all day and night, princess."

Killian, never one to shy away from getting his dick out, gets on his ass and slides in underneath her.

"Look at these luscious tits." He takes one in each hand, squeezing, and Sage moans.

"Please, now fuck me, make me scream. I want to feel like I'm the most loved woman in the world."

"That you are," Nyko groans.

The moment Killian latches onto one of her nipples, Sage is purring, her body buzzing. She's covered in a sheen of perspiration, her body working overtime as we make her ours, over and over. I drive into her, breathless, needing more.

I've never met someone so aroused, and this is why I know she's my forever mate. The way she reacts to us is insatiable. It's meant to be.

"Just think, Killian," Nyko says between guttural sounds from his cock being sucked. "When our princess is pregnant, how luscious she'll be to fuck. I can't wait to suck on those tits, drinking her milk."

"I will never stop licking her swollen breasts," Killian snarls.

Sage groans her protest, but Nyko's not releasing her from his cock.

Now I can't get the image out of my head of my mouth full of her milk, having it sprayed all over my face.

Fuck! I go harder when she starts to convulse, her climax rushing through her, her cunt and ass squeezing me, igniting my own climax.

I howl, spent. Releasing into her, I flood her with my cum. Nyko roars and stiffens, his eyes rolling back, ejaculating down her throat. Killian's got his cock in his hand, too, his mouth full, and the longer we burst, the quicker he joins in, ribbons of his cum coming all over his hand.

My beauty pulls off Nyko, moaning, her body still quivering. I'm pressing into her, close to being cross-eyed at how hard I come.

Drained into her, I pull back. Her legs are barely holding her, but I've got her by the hips. I memorize this moment in my mind, of my seed dripping out of her cunt and ass.

"Hell," I murmur, knowing I'll never forget this. "The things you do to me… to us."

Killian's on his knees, taking her weight, helping her down to her knees so she's in front of him. I join them, as does Nyko. The four of us closer, touching her.

"I've never felt so turned on in my life," she murmurs, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

I reach over, wrapping my arms around her shoulders, taking her weight. "You are absolutely beautiful." Kissing her on the side of her face, I leave a trail down to her neck.

She giggles as Nyko and Killian press in closer, all of us holding her. "I know I should be blushing, but I never imagined sex could feel so incredible." She blinks at us, exhaustion on her face. "But now, I'm a mess."

Killian strokes her face, whispering, "It's a beginning, a promise of everything we'll share in life going forward."

Nyko's kissing up her arm, and I'm keeping her warm body against mine.

This is perfect.

Yet thinking of us going to her father soon feels like shards of glass in my lungs, each breath stinging. Instinct is to take her and run with her, hide her back on Earth so she can make herself forget this world. To save her the agony, the danger.

Except, now that she's seen it, met us, she won't leave. I know that much. She's feisty, determined, and so fucking loving; it's a blessing to have someone like her in our lives.