Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Help to torture me?
With kisses.
And nibbles.
He was thoroughly enjoying himself.
“Don’t forget your hands, sexy boy. You don’t want to lose out on deciding what game we play.” Daddy’s teasing voice had my cock trying to get even harder. “I know you want to pick out a fun game, but that’s only if you’re a good boy.”
He was fucking with me.
“You’re…that’s…” I was going to tell him not to once he stopped biting my nipples and I could find the words. “That’s…”
Yes, that was very naughty.
Devious.
Sexy.
Ugh.
Everything he did was sexy.
Part of that was just him but part of it was how much he enjoyed it and how his happiness was coming through the bond. It was really hard to get frustrated about something that made a mate so happy.
Cheating.
Dragons just cheated.
“I’m not sure grumbling makes you a good boy either.” His nearly singsong tone had me groaning. “That’s not happy thoughts coming through our bond.”
Cheater.
But since he’d started it…
“Oh, Daddy, you…you can’t feel how good this is?” I could help with that.
He realized a few seconds too late that he’d picked a terrible way to fuck with me and groaned as I flooded the bond with arousal and the flashes of painful pleasure he’d been sending through me with each nibble.
“Fuck.” Grumbling, he buried his face against my chest as I giggled. “Brat.”
“I kept my hands down, Daddy.” So technically I was being good. “And I didn’t picture anything you told me not to.”
I’d picked something else that was almost just as fun.
And to make sure I could keep up the fun for a few more seconds at the very least, I closed my eyes and imagined how it would feel if it were his nipples being pinched and him being pressed down to the bed.
“That’s weird.” Daddy’s strange tone as his head popped up made me laugh and I had to open my eyes to see what he was doing. He looked very confused as he glanced down at his chest. “That’s very weird.”
Weird but not sexy weird.
It was still funny, though.
He was quickly back to glaring at me and it didn’t help my giggles. “That was unexpected.”
My planner didn’t like surprises.
“Bad unexpected or just odd?” He wasn’t mad but it was taking him a second to process it. “I won’t do it again. I didn’t think you’d feel it that much.”
Bonds were strange things that we didn’t really understand. Who got them…how they formed…why we bonded…most of those answers had been lost when the portal had closed but we knew enough to recognize how special they were.
“I don’t know.” Brows pulled together, he studied his nipples again. “We’ll have to figure that out another time?”
Nodding, I kissed his cheek. “So you’re going to tell me yellow to make that clear and we’ll talk about it later to sort through it more logically.”
“And maybe experiment.” His head was making little jerks up and down, but I wasn’t sure if he knew what he was doing. “Yes. I’m going to say yellow on that. The giving me sensations part. I liked the pictures you were sending. It was like personalized porn that was just for me.”
Distracting himself again, he frowned at me. “I’m going to ask how you can visualize your butt so well.”
Giggling, I tried not to blush. “Yes, Daddy. But later. Right?”
Huffing, he wanted to pout and question me but he agreed. “Yes. Later.”
“Great dragons above. You two need to stop getting distracted. It’s so weird.”
Daddy rolled his eyes, ignoring Wren’s slightly muffled words. “I’m never staying in the same motel as a family member again. I’m never staying in a motel ever again.”
Laughter probably wasn’t the best response, but there was no way I could’ve held it back. It just had him getting all dramatic and he sighed, rolling over onto his back. “My mate is laughing at me.”
Because he was funny.
“Because you’re just as dramatic as my mother said you were.” Wren made a strangled sound that might’ve been his reaction to getting a spank. “Sorry. I’m going to be forced to be quiet now. Please go on.”
I was never going to stop laughing long enough to get my mate inside of me. “We’re being cockblocked by your cousin.”
“Great.” Wren’s dramatic groan came through the wall. “Now I have to explain what that means before I can get gagged.”
As Daddy groaned, I lifted up my head, careful to leave my arms in place. “Can I move my arms? I have every intention of riding you once I stop laughing.”
It didn’t help his drama but Daddy nodded. “Please. I need attention and cuddles. Because evidently, I’m dramatic.”
Yes, he was.
But I rolled over and flopped onto him, keeping that comment to myself. “I like giving you attention.”
Of all types.
He was a top-level pouter too, so I gave him a quick kiss on each cheek before working my way along his jaw. “I like kissing you and I like laughing with you.”