A command, not a request. I slowed up and used the chair to take long and teasing strides instead. Charlie fumbled for the vibrator and pressed it against my clit. My eyes rolled back, and I had to resist every urge in my body telling me to fuck him faster as I forced myself to follow Charlie’s order. I felt an orgasm build and release, and as I clenched around him, Charlie made a gasping breath.
“A little faster,” Charlie said, and I increased my pace. Charlie continued using the vibrator on me and reached up with his other hand to pinch and twist my nipple. I let out a soft sound and enjoyed the feel of his hand on my breast as we became entangled in the moment. I rode him for a long while, and changed up the angle, so I was taking him in deeper. As his dick rubbed against my g-spot, I swore, my body began to elevate.
“Faster,” Charlie ordered, and I fucked him as hard as the chair would allow. I felt his release building quickly, and at his excitement my own began cascading, too. He fisted his hands in the sheets as he came, and I went right after, fireworks exploding behind my eyes as the world turned into a dazzling array of colors and light.
I had to take a few minutes to catch my breath. My arms were burning from lifting me up and down, but damn, it had been worth it.
Charlie appeared stunned. He took a few moments to recover before he helped me off the stool, then put it away. He reached into a mini-fridge sitting on the dresser, which was stocked with water bottles. He gave me one, then took a couple of long drinks himself. “Hell, it feels like we ran a marathon.”
He winced, before he added, “Poor choice of words. Sorry.”
“It doesn’t bother me,” I said. “You don’t get offended when I tell people wesawsomething.”
“I guess not.” He got a bottle of lotion from the dresser drawer. “Lie on your front.”
I turned over onto my stomach, and Charlie began rubbing my back. I almost didn’t know what I liked more— the sex, or the aftercare. Even when sex wasn’t particularly dominating, Charlie always spoiled me after. I think he liked taking care of me as much as I enjoyed being pampered by him.
As Charlie massaged my shoulder, I sniffed, and my lip quivered. I had tears in my eyes, though I tried to hide them away.
“Pidge, you crying?” He turned me over and wiped a bit of wetness away from my lashes.
“What you did was very thoughtful,” I said shakily. “I never thought I’d get to have sex in that way again.”
“It’s not like I didn’t get any enjoyment out of it,” he said, amused.
“Yeah, but… you wanted to make sex accessible for me. How’d you even think of it?”
“I know it’s a little weird, but I had Eddie’s help setting this place up,” he confessed. “I sent him with a list of stuff to get, and the chair was one of the things he suggested. It’s a tool he and Alistair have used. He thought it’d be helpful for us to have one of our own.”
I didn’t think it was weird. On the contrary, I thought Eddie was being very kind, to be so open in order to help us. “Even if it wasn’t completely your idea, I’m still touched. You remembered that I loved being on top, and you came up with a way to make it happen.”
“Of course I did,” Charlie said, and he tucked me into his chest as he kissed the top of my head. “I’d do anything to make my pidge happy.”
I knew he would. This room was made for us, but he’d created itfor me.
“It’s wonderful,” I replied with a sigh. “Our little sanctuary.”
“I think this room needs a name,” Charlie said. “That sounds about perfect. Our Sanctuary.”
I snorted and put a hand over my mouth. “It sounds like we’re screwing in a church.”
“What we do in here is holier and more sacred than anything in any church could be.” Charlie reached over to pull me on top of him. He gave me a light kiss, and I rested my head on his chest.
This placewasour Sanctuary. We had tools we could use here that would make our time together truly ours. Nothing had to be missed, or left out.
Now that we were free, we could experience every aspect of our intimacy together, like any other couple would. There didn’t have to be any barriers in our way. It made me dare to think we could just be… normal.
Though I cast that idea aside almost instantly. Now that we were part of the Elven mob family,normalwould be something we’d never get a shot at ever again.
As the dayspassed in Ilamanthe, Charlie and I were kept busy with royal duties and growing our magic. We had demigod practice every single day, and it was made clear to us that harnessing our abilities to their fullest extent was our most important task. Charlie’s team was looking into the vampire key,but so far, they hadn’t found anything conclusive that could lead us to where the key might be.
One morning, while Abigail was curling my hair, she said that my family wanted me to visit for lunch. I kissed Charlie goodbye, then left him to go practice mirror portals with his grandfather. Opal, Marina, Abigail and I hurried off to the suite where my family was staying. Kallie didn’t come, since she was in a meeting with a couple of Elven diplomats about fae relations, and I didn’t want to bother her.
Oberi walked beside me with his head held high. Each day, Oberi wore an even bigger and more ridiculous hat. Today’s hat was in the shape of a large mushroom, with a bunch of little mushrooms stacked on top of it. It was wholly obnoxious, and I knew that’s why he loved it. He had his own personal room now in our quarters that was solely devoted to his hat collection, and I’d never seen him so happy.
A servant opened the door for me to my family’s suite. The area was set up like a full-size condominium, with a kitchen, living room and all. Mama was at the stove, working on her famous Italian. The Elves were amazing chefs, but not even they could measure up to Mama’s cooking.
Alana was sprawled out on the couch with her tigress Familiar, Zareen. She practiced Water magic by making a stream of water spin in mid-air. Maverick tinkered with tools and mechanical gears at a desk nearby, though the project was so jumbled I couldn’t be sure of what he was working on. Daddy sat in front of the widescreen with a black cup of coffee. He watched the latest updates on the supernatural news with a scowl.
