Page 314 of The Protective Gryphen

He knew how he felt.

“Let me have a nap, and you can punish me all over again. We’ll talk about how I’m going to disobey you next, so you have to spank me again.”

Oh, and he would. Ian could bet on it.

“Rest, my love,” he said, enjoying the scent of his mate against him.

He was just about to close his eyes when he heard the noise outside their door.

It appeared that they had company.

When there was a knock to the door, Gryphen laughed, grateful it wasn’t the ghost.

That was the LAST thing he needed now.

“It looks like your helper has come to see if I accosted you to the point you were trapped with me,” he said. “Or he came back to check out my dick again.”

He snorted.

“It’s up to you how you deal with him, my Lord. I’m going to let you do your thing. You take care of me, and I’m being taken care of now,” he said, stretching and slipping his leg between Gryphen’s.

“You can come in, Graham. I’m not getting out of bed,” he said, as Ian didn’t move next to him.

The man had his hand over his eyes.

“I’m just checking on Ian. I know you told me not to, but I was hired by Callen and Chris, and they specifically told me BOTH of you are to be safe and well. I heard the screaming…”

Oh, he bet he did.

“Then check on him,” he said.

When Graham moved his hand, it was clear to see Ian was good. The man was cuddled up with Gryphen, and looked content like a well-fed cat.

“Are you well, Ian?” Gryphen asked. “Your babysitter thinks I manhandled you a bit too much.”

Ian stretched, and Gryphen placed his hand proprietarily on the part of Ian’s ass that was sticking out from under the blanket.

He nodded.

“Yeah, my Lord, I’m good. You wore me out punishing me. I’m just sleepy.”

Graham focused on Gryphen once he heard directly from Ian that he was good. From the things he’d heard in the kitchen, he’d been…

Worried?

Curious?

Jealous?

Aroused?

“Then, I guess I can go to bed.”

Because he wasn’t sure how much longer they were going to be there, Gryphen laid down the law.

“He’s mine, Graham. I take care of him, and he’s more than safe with me. Anything that happens in our bedroom, he agrees to it. You can relax, or next time, I’ll get mean. Now, goodnight.”

He nodded, and headed out.

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