Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
That wasn’t even worth reacting to.
As I ignored the ridiculous mage, I wrapped Lorne up in my arms. “Alright, monkey, what do you want at this moment and what do you need?” He started to answer before clamping his lips shut and frowning at me.
When his pout came out, I chuckled. “They’re not trick questions and I’m not cheating.”
Giving our mage a side eye, I sighed. “I’m not a mage.”
That finally got a giggle from Lorne, who snuggled closer again, and it got a dramatic glare from the mage. “Daddy…”
“Nope.” I shook my head and tried to look very serious. “You’re not going to distract me by looking cute.”
His grin said he’d try, but after a few seconds, Lorne nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
But answering my questions took a lot of wiggles and some adorably serious expressions while he thought. When he finally came to his answers, he huffed like it’d been exhausting work. “I need to feel close to my mates and have an orgasm.”
Before I could respond, his suspicious expression came back. “Technically those could be separate things, but they shouldn’t be.”
Carrick was barely holding back laughter and it looked like it hurt.
“I can understand that.” My answer probably felt too vague to Lorne, but I wanted all the information before I influenced him or made a decision.
When that was all he got, Lorne rolled his eyes and settled back on my lap, deliberately grinding his ass against my erection. He did his best to ignore what he was doing to me, but there was a very satisfied smirk on his face before he pulled it back.
“I want my mates to do something to me together and I want to see you both naked.” Glaring at both of us, he even wagged his finger. “That means no sleep pants or shorts or whatever else you two think is reasonable, or so help me I’ll never be anything but big and wide awake.”
I took that as the threat he meant it as and nodded, kissing him softly. “That isn’t necessary.”
Clearly, I’d been taking care of him a bit too well.
I felt like I’d pushed him too far, but Carrick sat up with a cloudy expression and a glare in his eyes. “Those aren’t issues for me either, but do you know what I’m going to say about that tone?”
Lorne’s gulp was audible as he pouted and looked like he was trying to decide how to respond. “Yes, Master. I’m sorry I was rude.”
He might’ve been sorry in the most technical sense, but I knew better than to point that out at the moment.
“Good boy.” Carrick’s smooth tone sent a shiver through Lorne and I could see his desire surging back to the surface.
With his frustration soothed and feeling like he’d been heard, there was nothing holding back his flirting or his raging desire. He pouted sweetly and leaned over, nuzzling his cheek against his Master’s and arching his ass out so our dicks were rubbing together. “I like being your good boy, Sir.”
The mood shifted so quickly, it took me a moment to catch up, but soon I moved from cuddling Lorne to stroking my hands over him, exploring his sexy body…his nearly naked sexy body.
“Would my good boy like another spanking?” Carrick chuckled when Lorne’s entire body tensed and he shivered again. “How about we drape you over our laps and then when we’re done making your bottom nice and pink, we’ll use you to get off?”
Lorne didn’t seem to be breathing but it was definitely a good thing judging by the desperate way he nodded. Carrick didn’t mind the lack of words, though. He petted Lorne’s cheek and gave him a sweet kiss, barely brushing his lips over our boy’s. “Would you like us to rub our cocks all over you and drench you with cum?”
Looking a bit too much like it was the best present he’d ever been promised, Lorne finally found air and working brain cells. “Yes, Master. Thank you very much. I’d love to wear your cum.”
How did he make that sound like he was getting flowers and perfume?
“You’re welcome, boy.” Carrick kissed Lorne’s nose, still looking like they were having a sweet, romantic conversation. “Now, I want you to sit up so we can peel those panties off.”
Lorne clearly wanted to melt, but he nodded and forced himself to sit up between us. It looked like it took a ridiculous amount of effort, and I wasn’t surprised by his distracted gaze or slow movements. “Yes. Yes, I’m going to be a good boy.”
“That’s right.” Carrick ran his hands down Lorne’s chest as our boy straightened and steadied himself between us, straddling one of my legs and one of Carrick’s. “You’re going to be a good boy with an aching bottom and his Doms’ cum all over him very soon.”