Married To The Last Ice Dragon-Chapter 129: Breathe my love

Mirabella, stunned, froze at the spot, blinking rapidly to process what she saw or thought she saw.

She pointed at two of them. "What are you two doing?" She screamed.

Stefan, flustered, waved his hands at Mirabella. "No, no, no! It is not what you think!" He exclaimed.

"It is exactly what you think, dear Mira," Ashton said calmly with a smirk, kissing Stefan on the cheek before walking away, past Mirabella, and out of the lounge.

Mirabella’s eyes twitched in surprise, while Stefan froze in surprise, his face flushed.

...

Sage paced around the room, mumbling to the scroll she was reading.

Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and she was dressed in a white free knee length dress that was inappropriate for the cold weather that day.

She had been focusing all of her mind and energy on reading all of the scrolls that day in order to relieve her mind of the fact that she wouldn’t have anything to read after that.

Cyrus emerged from the bathing room with wet white and black hair and only a towel around his waist.

"Are you done? You are bathing for the second time." She said to Cyrus without looking at him, her gaze fixed on the scroll.

"I am done." Cyrus’ deep calm voice vibrated, and Sage swallowed as her heart skipped a beat, influenced by his seductive voice.

Her eyes widened as she caught sight of him half naked. Her jaw dropped as her gaze moved from his stunning face to those broad shoulders. He kept raking his fingers through his damp hair, which she found very seductive, causing her to immediately lose her words.

His arm muscles flexed, and his hard chest was visible, forcing her to swallow forcefully. Her gaze fell to his abs and the V line.

"Parrot, you are about to drool." Cyrus abruptly said, causing her to gasp and shift her gaze to his stunning smirking face.

"I...I... you..." She stammered and dropped the scroll she was holding to the ground.

Cyrus smiled as he bit his lower lip. He took a step towards Sage, who stood motionless, her face as bright red as her hair.

Cyrus stood close to her in front of her. He cocked his head to the side, still biting his lower lip, and made eye contact with her. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Would you like me to undress you?" He inquired calmly.

Sage’s eyes widened and she averted her gaze. "Um... why are you taking your second bath this morning?" She asked, wanting to change the subject, even though she was trying hard not to caress his smooth skin.

Cyrus took a bath as soon as he woke up that morning, but after a brief break, he returned and bathed again, which she found strange.

"Did you kill anyone this morning?" She gasped, avoiding his gaze.

"Maybe, but you do not worry about anything." Cyrus smirked, his gaze fixed on his cute overreacting wife. He turned his head to the other side to get a better look at her because she was avoiding his gaze, which irritated him.

The sexual tension was palpable, and Cyrus, sensing his member twitch for Sage, grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, which she did. Her face turned even redder.

"Are you shy?" Cyrus inquired, smirking.

"I am not sure why." Sage laughed, finding it ridiculous.

Being with Cyrus was always exciting for her, and she knew she’d never get tired of him. She looked at him, hoping he felt the same way she did. She didn’t want him to grow tired of her, and she didn’t want him to abandon her one day, especially since she had a human life span and couldn’t live as long as he could.

Her lips parted as she prepared to speak, but Cyrus smacked his on hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back.

Cyrus smiled against the kiss, watching her as she kissed him aggressively with her finger drawing circles on his neck.

His mind was filled with the impending attack on the statkus mages in the city’s west, but he was mostly concerned about Sage because he didn’t want her to get involved for fear of her getting hurt.

He closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her, pressing her body against his, and kissed her hungrily. Before sucking her lower lip slowly, his tongue played with his and explored her mouth.

"W..what?" Sage ashed slowly as she watched him rake his fingers through his hair, then lift her up and toss her ripped dress aside.

"Promise me that you will do it." Cyrus muttered as he unhooked her bra and tossed it aside.

Sage swallowed as her body yearned for Cyrus, her region felt hot and soaked, and her mind begged Cyrus to take over.

"I can not promise anything." She couldn’t help but laugh.

Cyrus smirked as he pressed his lips against hers, his hands cupping her breasts and his fingers playing with her nipples.

"Do not come..."

Sage moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing the towel away from his body.

She arched her back as Cyrus approached, allowing his hard member to continuously rub on her covered clit, which felt soaking wet.

"So wet." Cyrus chuckled deeply as he rubbed his member repeatedly on her clit, which ached and itched, causing her to groan in pain.

"C... Cyrus." Sage sighed.

Cyrus chuckled darkly, his hands moving down the sides of her body slowly until he grabbed her underwear and ripped it off.

Sage wondered how much fabric Cyrus had ripped, but her thoughts were cut short when Cyrus unexpectedly penetrated her, causing her to squeak and bring his face closer to her.

"I am sorry. Please tell me when to move, parrot." Cyrus murmured sensuously, his cold breath fanned her lips, and his fingers drew lines on her waist.

Sage held her breath, but Cyrus kissed her on the lips to calm her down. "Breathe my love,"

"Ah.." Sage moaned into his mouth, causing him to go insane.

He thrusted faster than expected, and Sage let out a cry, which she suppressed by biting Cyrus’s lower lip hard, which only ignited fire in the ice dragon.