“Sorry, baby.” Garridan rolled off him, but pulled Sage to his side. His hand came down Sage’s back and palmed his ass cheek.
“You really like my ass, don’t you?” He lay his head against Garridan’s chest and ran a finger down the center of his body until he gotto Garridan’s spent cock. It was shiny with lube and cum. Sage almost wished he could get it up again so he could climb on top and have another go. No way would that happen. He did run his finger around the tip of it, though, making his way down the shaft to Garridan’s balls. Garridan sucked in a breath when Sage cupped his balls and held them.
Garridan squeezed his ass cheek and made a noise in the back of his throat that spoke of his approval. “I love your ass.”
“I understand the love of a body part. I’m a big fan of your dick.”
“You better be the biggest fan.”
Sage laughed and let go of Garridan’s balls. “I don’t know. I may need to try it out a few more times to really determine just how awesome it is.”
Garridan growled and flipped them over so that Sage was underneath him again. “Try it out, huh?”
“Yeah, over and over again.” Sage pulled Garridan closer and kissed him.
“I hope that means you liked it a lot and not that you’re unsure if you liked it at all.”
“Of course, I liked it. I definitely want to do it again. Maybe after we get cleaned up and go to my house to pick up some more of my stuff first.”
Sage started to get out of the car, but Garridan touched his arm. “Let me make sure it’s safe first.”
“Do you think the vampires that raped me are in there?” Sage could feel the panic rise in his chest.
Garridan growled and his eyes changed. “I hope they are. I’ll rip them apart.”
“No, Garridan, please. They could hurt you.” Sage went to grab him, but Garridan was already out of the car.
Sage scrambled after Garridan, fully expecting him to make his way into the house, but he didn’t. Instead, he stood in the driveway and sniffed the air.
“They aren’t here,” Garridan said a few seconds later.
“How can you tell?” Sage wrapped his arm around Garridan’s back so he could be as close to him as possible.
“I can’t smell them. Not even the faintest whiff of a scent, so if they were here, it’s been a very long time.”
“Oh, right. I never thought of that before.” Sage used his sense of smell to detect danger was practical. He probably should have been doing that most of his life, but he had gotten complacent in Saint Lakes. Nothing bad had ever happened there. At least nothing bad until the kidnapping.
“Why is that?”
Sage shrugged. “Saint Lakes has been at peace for a long time now.”
“I’ll talk to Ramsey about this when we get back home.”
“After this thing with the vampires goes away, I’d like to move back here. If that’s okay with you.”
Garridan nodded and sniffed the air. “You can go in.”
When Sage entered his house, everything was exactly as he had left it. On the arm of the chair lay his folded, red and black checkered blanket. His pillow was beside it and a book he had been reading sat on the couch cushion beside that.
Garridan picked up his pillow and rubbed a hand over it.
“I’ve always had a hard time sleeping in the bedroom of this house,” Sage said, explaining why the pillow was on the couch in the first place.
“It smells like you. This whole place does.” Garridan looked around and put the pillow down.
Sage watched him as he walked around the room. He went over to the built-in bookshelf and pulled a book down. He opened it, studying the pages.
His place was just a little cabin across the street from North Lake. Three rooms made up his entire house. His kitchen and living room were one big room.
