Page 35 of True Sacrifice
Most of the items I collected throughout my life were in my gallery. We all had them, and I imagine Morrigan would have one soon as well. Our seasons at the palace were boring and long. Normally, we partied, fucked, ate, and slept. Months at a time, letting the days slip by as we dipped into the depravity offered to us. In one moment, the moment Jasper said yes, everything changed, and I have never felt more alive.
Morrigan stood just barely in the doorway and looked around my room. Taking it in the same way she had done with the record hall. She seemed to enjoy the architecture as much as I did. My room featured stacks of books. Some were on shelves, while others were littered around my room, open to whatever page I had left off on. My bed was a simple single sized bed that I only used for long trips inside the mind of a creature. I slept in the pile of blankets and pillows arranged in front of my fireplace.
“Don’t have company over often?” she asked, looking primarily over at the bed.
My hand moved slowly to shut the door while I invaded her space, making her step back. Her back pressed against the door as I locked it. I brought my hands up on either side of her head. Pressing flat against the door, caging her with my body. “Are you asking me how many girls I’ve brought here? How many of them I fucked in that bed, or on the floor, or against this very door? Did you want the number, my fox? Because I’ve kept track.”
Her gaze was like fire, daring me to fuck up. Jasper really had gotten her riled up. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I slowly licked up her neck, making my way to whisper in her ear, “ask me. You know you need the answer now.”
“How many?” Her voice was raw. This subject was striking a nerve.
“Zero,” I said, smiling into her neck.
I felt her hands pulling on me, forcing me to see her. She was near tears but fighting it. Fuck. I had only been playing with her. I didn’t expect it to make her this upset.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, full of concern. I realized I felt absolutely no emotions coming off of her. I had felt nothing from her at all today.
“What do you mean, zero? There’s no way you’re a virgin.” She laughed, like it was a relief from the heavy emotions she was feeling. Ones that I, apparently, could not feel.
“What happened to your emotions? It’s like there’s a wall built around your feelings.” I searched her face with my gaze, hoping the answer would simply jump out at me. We would get back to the other thing later. First off, I needed to make sure my mate was ok.
Her eyes widened, and then a tidal wave of emotions hit me all at once. There was just too much to sift through.
“I learned how to block off the connection to Jax in my mind by building a door to his bond inside me. That may be a door that blocks all the bonds, though, not just his. All I did was open that door and apparently, you were affected as well.” At least I knew her switching up the training times was effective. Day one and she completed what she had failed all last week.
“Very impressive. Now all these emotions you have going on, tell me who hurt you so I can cut their tibia out to start a collection for your throne.” That wasn’t a bad idea. That would be a badass throne.
She smiled lightly at me. “You’re not getting away with not answering my question about the virgin thing.”
“Never planned on it,” I said, giving her a kiss on the nose before releasing her. I headed over to my little nest of blankets and sat down, hoping she would follow.
The warm golden glow of the flickering fire danced across her face as she animatedly discussed everything that I had missed in the day and a half I was away from her. Of course, I already knew what happened with Jasper, but I enjoyed watching her blush as she told me in basics that she had been with him. The part I had not expected was Jax. I had half a mind to slap him now for being so fucking stupid, both of them. I loved them like brothers. I did. Both are morons, though.
“So, what did you mean by zero earlier?” Her eyes were much clearer now. I guess she needed someone to unload to.
“Zero, as in the number. Only Jax and Jasper, and now you, have been in this room before, and I have never fucked either of them.” A glass of bourbon showed up on the small table next to me.
Morrigan watched me tip the glass back, downing the contents. The poison resistance ensured I could never actually get drunk, just a pleasant vibration of energy whenever I drank. That was my blood burning through the alcohol. The worse the poison, the more the high, which is why I took on testing poisons for a while.
“So where did you fuck? Was it in your dungeon?” She gave me a smile. The way she said fuck was a challenge. She had just fucked the fuck out of that fuck before letting it out of her mouth.
“Yessssss,” I replied suspiciously, “who told you about the dungeon?” Someone was going to get an arrow dipped in my poison in their thigh. Night-night for a couple of hours.
“Nope. That secret stays with me. How many have you had in your dungeon?” She moved to lie down in my nest, grabbing a pillow and shoving it under her head. She put another pillow down beside it, patting the space for me to lie down next to her.
“No idea. Didn’t keep track of how many. I don’t even know their names,” I answered honestly as I joined her. I turned my head to look at her and she did the same.
“What do you do in the dungeon?” she whispered. There was genuine curiosity coming off her.
I felt the wide smile creep across my face. “In the dungeon, I am in control. Full control. There are no safe words. I will not stop until I want to. Anything I want to do is on the table.” Let’s see how she handled that side of me. See if my fox liked a little darkness in her life.
“No safe words?” She repeated.
“No safe words. So, when you choose to go into the dungeon, you agree to those terms.” I hoped one day she would join me in my dungeon.
“What kinds of things do you want to do to me in your dungeon?” she breathed; I could feel the lust as it trickled into her emotions.
“I want to do everything to you.” I cupped her cheek with my hand. She was the greatest treasure ever made. A treasure made for me.
