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So Seryn lay there with his mental fingers crossed, holding his breath.
"When I was on the phone with Jude, he told me he has a Daddy kink type of relationship with his hus—I mean mates." Mitchell ran his hand along Seryn's side.
Seryn stiffened. Would the other shoe drop? Was this where Mitchell told him it wasn't something he wanted? "It's a common kink amongst the Dragon Skulls."
For some, that was why they joined. Well, that and because they were dragon shifters, or some other type of paranormal. It was difficult for a paranormal who liked Daddy kink to find like-minded people sometimes, especially ones who also liked the comradery of a motorcycle gang.
"Is that something you're into?"
"I've explored." But it hadn't been a deal breaker, mostly because for Seryn, any experiences had always only been about sex. "I've never been in a relationship either."
"And your visions. They were never like they are now?"
"It got a lot worse after I met you."
"So, what does that mean?" That was a good question, and one Seryn didn't have a full answer for, but he might have figured out some of it.
"I think it means, if we mate…" No pressure or anything. It was just his mental health that would suffer. "…all our kinks will align."
Mitchell hummed as if contemplating that. "I haven't even dabbled in the Daddy kink thing."
Seryn could tell he wasn't averse to the thought of it though, and that made him smile. "Newbie Daddy."
Mitchell kissed the top of his head again. "Yeah, I would be. It sounds…intriguing. Maybe we could explore the idea. You know, before mating. And date, like I said before."
Seryn sighed. The dating discussion again. Yikes.
Before Seryn could respond, Mitchell plowed forward. "Before you get mad again and storm off, I need you to hear me. Are you ready to listen, boy?"
Oh. They were starting the Daddy/boy relationship right away. That was a good sign and Seryn liked what being called Mitchell's boy did to his insides. "I'm ready, Daddy."
"What are you ready to do?"
"To listen, Daddy."
"Good boy." Mitchell patted Seryn's ass and left his hand there.
The praise went straight to Seryn's cock. Well, that and Mitchell touching such an intimate part of him. It made him feel sexy.
"A relationship starts by getting to know each other, which means we date. I’m talking romance. Exploring each other. We can do all of that before we get to the mating stuff."
"It sounds like bonding, but without the biting." And Mitchell had said Seryn could bite him to feed. "If I bite you, even to feed, we'll have an internal connection. Without the sex, we won't be able to communicate telepathically, but we'll still be able to feel the other's emotions."
"Wait. What?" Mitchell sucked in a breath, as if everything Seryn had said was new information. "Jude left out a lot about the mating thing."
"Like the internal connection." Seryn smiled. "Is the idea of it bad for you?"
"Here's where my head is at. If I can read your thoughts—"
"It's more like you'll be able to tell how I'm feeling."
"That's even better. So, if I can tell how you're feeling, then the opposite is true. Which basically means you'd have a ringside seat into my head. I'm a mess up there."
Seryn chuckled. "So am I, as you already know."
"Exactly. So, I can't help but wonder if my mess and your mess will just create more of a mess or will we clean each other's space? It's hard to say."
"I want to think we'd help each other. I certainly want to take care of you. Protect you."
