Page 39 of No Potions Needed

“You know the story, right? About my brother’s banishment?”

“Yeah. He stole the potion and found his mate. Your carrier lost his shit and banished him. Your parents separated for a while. Your sire hung out with my parents for a while,” he nodded.

“I don’t trust him to be kind or live up to his word on things anymore. Even now that they’re back together and he’s given the potion to other jaguars, I’m afraid we’ll show up to visit and he’ll lose his shit. You’ll see the sort of crazy that runs in my family and leave.”

“Uh…. Mate, you do know who my sire is, right? He once went all the way back to Green Bay or the GGB to shoot a man because he told him he would if he ever came back to his territory. When he shot him, it wasn’t even his territory anymore. My mom was great. She was a philanthropist at heart, but her parents were greedy assholes. I loved them both. Don’t get me wrong but they could’ve done so much for the world, but they didn’t. So, my siblings and I now joke that Cromwell Incorporated, that’s now ours, does it for them. So, a violently protective dragon with a heart of gold and a fox who tried to bring good to the world to balance out her greedy, generational wealth family.”

“They didn’t banish you,” I pointed out.

“No, but Fred’s parents would never acknowledge my brother, Duke. Still haven’t,” he countered.

“Shit in a tree,” I mumbled. “Why are they like that?”

“They’re not. My parents aren’t. Mum would’ve loved you. My sire will love you. Elio and Nelum too,” he said. “And I’ll do my best to get along with your carrier.”

“You don’t have to take shit, though,” I said, leaning my head back, trying to look up at him.

He kissed my forehead, and I let my eyes drift closed for a long moment. Maybe it would all be okay. Maybe somehow my carrier had really changed and Teddy would make peace with his mum’s passing. Maybe we could have a big holiday where everyone was there. I hated myself for how much I wanted that. Hated myself for mourning something that was probably never on the table in the first place.

“Do you want to vent, to solve, or to be distracted?” Teddy asked.

“Distracted? How?”

“You have to choose first. You can choose more than one. Like you try to vent while I distract you,” he chuckled.

“I’m only choosing distraction because I’m curious.”

“And hard,” Teddy said, sliding one of his hands down my belly to wrap around my naked dick. I let out a long hiss of breath. He was right. His hand on my cock was a distraction. Any thoughts of my parents or in-laws ran away as the slickness gushed around my omegahole. “Slick too. You smell so sweet.” Teddy’s warm breath played through my hair as he wrapped his legs around mine holding me in place as he squeezed and stroked my dick. I almost told him I had no intentions of running away but I heard enough rumors to know bondage was sometimes his thing. My imagination ran wild for a moment. He had me all tied up to the bed teasing me until both my heart and my balls threatened to explode. My hips arched up to match the pumping of his big fist. I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet but I’d never been great at keeping my mouth shut.

His thumb circled the head of my dick sending a cascade of tingles down my spine and I let out a sigh. I had to make some noise or all the sensations would build up inside me and I might actually implode. Teddy slid his hand down to my balls and ran his fingers over the textured skin of my scrotum. The change in touch nearly made me melt off the bed, but his arm and legs held me in place. Maybe that’s the real reason people liked to be tied up. So that they didn’t melt right off whatever surface they were tied to.

“Let me suck on you,” I said, trying to slip away onto my knees but Teddy didn’t let go of me.

“After,” he whispered in my ear and licked down my neck.

“I don’t always have to cum first, alpha,” I laughed.

“You do, though,” he whispered back.

“That is the weirdest---” My breath hitched as his thumb circled the head of my dick again. “That’s the weirdest thing to be a cave-alpha about,” the words gushed out as soon as I could breathe again.

“Not being a cave-alpha. You have to cum before me. If my partner doesn’t get there, neither do I,” Teddy said. “Found that out early on in my sexual experimentation. Probably psychological but it is what it is.”

“What? Like you have to earn it?” The last word pitched with a moan as he squeezed my dick as his fist slid down it.

“Not exactly,” Teddy shook his head. “I just need to know you’re enjoying yourself too. I mean we can work on it if that bothers you but not right now.”

“I can’t exactly go anywhere right now,” I let out a breathy chuckle. “Mate, you’re fucking strong.”

“Do you want me to let go?” Teddy asked, freezing in place.

“No,” I answered quickly so that his fist would keep pumping over my cock. I needed him to touch me. He was the only thing keeping me from sliding off the face of existence. “I like it.”

“We should have a safeword.”

“I trust you.”

“I know. That’s why we should have a safeword. Stop works for now or no. I know what they mean. I’m not saying that we’re going anywhere near anything wild but sometimes having a safeword for pretty vanilla stuff is good. What if you got a leg cramp or I don’t know, I squeezed too hard?”

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