Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
It wasn’t my fault Pierce and Merritt kept getting sidetracked…like…for fuck’s sake. “Great dragons above. You two need to stop getting distracted. It’s so weird.”
How were they taking so long to make love together?
I’d given them all kinds of wonderfully romantic things…Pierce even had my pretty new candles.
Pierce was pretending to ignore me as Daddy rolled his eyes, but my cranky cousin couldn’t resist complaining to his mate loud enough for me to hear. “I’m never staying in the same motel as a family member again. I’m never staying in a motel ever again.”
He must’ve done something ridiculous and dramatic because something made Merritt laugh. “My mate is laughing at me.”
“Because you’re just as dramatic as my mother said you were.” Eek. Oops.
Daddy seemed to have found his limit because somehow I was over his lap and he was rubbing my ass menacingly. “Sorry. I’m going to be forced to be quiet now. Please go on.”
I was pretty sure it was Merritt’s laughter and obvious delight at my shenanigans that saved my bottom. He was giggling so much we almost missed what he said to Pierce. “We’re being cockblocked by your cousin.”
Daddy froze. “Please define cockblocked. The image in your head does not match the word…expression? Is that two words?”
“Great.” I was never going to get to play with my toys at the rate we were going. “Now I have to explain what that means before I can get gagged.”
Or plugged.
Or spanked.
It was going to be a long night and it was all Pierce’s fault.
Chapter 16
Toman
How was a cock to be blocked?
Shields and clothing came to mind, but based on Wren’s delight they were wrong. They were, however, interesting enough to have him wiggling his bottom at me as humor filled him. “It’s just a term that covers anything that stops two people from doing mate things together, Daddy.”
Interesting.
And accurate in our case.
“You must stop preventing your cousin and his mate from…from being mates.” It seemed their family did not hold to the ignore everything you shouldn’t hear set of manners.
“They are having a hard enough time staying on track without your help.” Even speaking quietly might distract them and Wren seemed to be having fun driving his cousin crazy. “We are going to solve that problem and plug holes that are demanding attention loudly.”
Hmm.
Doing my best to remember the words I hadn’t used in a long time, I closed my eyes and ran my hand down his back as I gathered my magic and focused it to my will.
Bingo.
“Wow. Damned right it’s a bingo.”
Ha.
I used that correctly…but clearly needed to work on not sharing every thought. However, even though it was accurate and I understood his surprise, the rules of being a Daddy meant I needed to spank his bottom and sigh. “Language.”
“Sorry, Daddy.” Wren lifted his head, frowning over his shoulder at his now bare bottom. “How the…I mean…how did you do that?”
The clothing spell?
“It is a simple spell that anyone who is around young children masters. They wiggle and removing their clothing in a physical manner can be dangerous.” My mate’s shocked emotions said he had not seen anyone else do the same. “It is not a difficult spell.”
Strange things had not been passed down through the generations, and I could not help but wonder what else they did not know.
“I never saw anyone in my family do it but that doesn’t mean everyone is the same.” Wiggling his bottom again, my Wren clenched his cheeks and giggled. “I need to make sure the littles with mage mates know about this one.”
“Humans and our people alike get naked in a variety of inappropriate places. Do you think that is wise?” My question had Wren giggling, but through the bond, I could feel him acknowledging my correctness.
“We’ll think about it, Daddy.” Still enjoying being naked, he rocked against me and moaned as his erection rubbed against my thighs. “Where…where did my clothes go?”
“The dresser.” Squeezing the cheek I spanked, I explained the spell. “It automatically puts clothing on top of the correct storage place in the room you are in. So baby clothes do not make a mess of the room.”
Babies required as many things as littles did for their contentment and happiness.
“That’s amazing.” Still pleasuring himself, Wren relaxed his upper body back on the floor. “And really handy.”
I imitated the scoff sound I had heard the human deputy make and earned another laugh from my mate. “I am ignoring your implication, my mate.”
It had not occurred to me that mates could use such a spell for grown-up activities as Wren called them.
“I’m your good boy, Daddy.” The good boy in question pushed his bottom up toward me. “You’re helpful, so you’re good too.”
He had a very interesting way of using that word.
“Being helpful is important.” I was going to take advantage of the idea of being helpful. “So I will make sure to do it extensively.”