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“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.”

Because his family was just as ridiculous as mine but less stressful and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

“I like just being with you and I like playing with you.” All the different types of games. “And I like helping you survive your relatives. They’re a handful, but I’m your mate and I will help you deal with the chaos.”

There was no way Wren wasn’t trying to grumble and comment on that, but it seemed like his Daddy had found the gag.

“Because I’m dramatic?” He pouted again but his eyes were sparkling with laughter. “You have to deal with it because you’re my mate.”

He was adorable.

“I am your mate.” Sitting up, I stood quickly and shimmied out of the underwear I’d put on for some stupid reason after getting cleaned up, giving him a show as well as pushing desire through the bond. “I’m your boy.”

Daddy’s eyes were glued to my erection as I straddled his hips and slowly lowered myself down. “And I’m your little mage.”

When I was kneeling on all fours over him, I rocked my hips and rubbed my erection against his torso, moaning at how good it felt to finally feel him that way. “And right now I’m your naughty slut who’s ready to ride his Daddy.”

So before he could make me laugh again, I sat back on my knees and reached for the lube.

No more distractions…he’d promised me that I could pick out our game and it was time to play.

Chapter 21

Pierce

Sexy as fuck.

“My mate…” He was amazing and he was reaching behind himself with two lubed fingers. “That’s so…fucking…baby…”

His grin was flirty and wicked as he handed me the lube like he was passing me the salt. “Thank you, Daddy.”

It might’ve been for the awkward compliment or taking the lube, but my brain wasn’t working well enough to figure out how to decide. “You’re welcome.”

That got a snicker out of him, but it was quickly cut off as his head fell back and he moaned. “You’re…you’re going to keep making me laugh.”

He liked it when I made him laugh.

“I’m not seeing a downside with that.” I’d make him explain it later…once his fingers weren’t filling up his tight ass. “Dragons above, that’s sexy.”

I knew exactly what it would look like too because he’d given me some amazing visuals of that view. Resisting the urge to close my eyes and relive the show, I ran my hands up his chest, flicking his nipples and giving them pinches as he moaned again. “One finger or two, naughty boy?”

“I…I started with one…for a…for a second.” He sounded breathless and like he was lying, so I flicked the head of his cock that was bobbing and begging for attention. “Ah. I…Daddy…two. I started with two. I…I always start with two. That’s the best.”

“My sexy mate likes the burn, doesn’t he?” The way he was riding his fingers said I was right, but the way the flick to his erection had his whole body lighting up made me confident in his answer before he even managed to nod. “I think you downplayed how much you like that, naughty boy.”

He’d technically said he liked the burn, but it felt like he hadn’t given me the most accurate explanation. “I…I was…I need more, Daddy.”

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