Page 20 of Culture and Curiosities (Blue Ridge Charm #1)

Wren

Yes.

That.

Yes.

All.

Mine.

Yes.

I was chasing words around in circles and it had Daddy chuckling in my head, so he must’ve heard them too.

“Silly boy. Hmm. Maybe you don’t want me inside you? Did I misunderstand?”

Daddy liked fucking with me.

“And I will like fucking you, my mate.”

I giggled as he thought about how weird English was again.

“That, Daddy. Yes. Inside me.”

Anything we did would be perfect but I couldn’t help the way my brain filled in scenes that were a bit rougher than he might’ve been picturing.

I shouldn’t have worried because Daddy laughed in my head.

“My naughty mate. So many ideas.”

Because my Daddy was sexy.

And sweet.

And funny.

And strong.

“Oh.”

He chuckled as he rolled me over in his arms and stood up, rubbing his arm over my bottom and jostling the plug wonderfully.

“You’re cheating. Magic cheating.”

Even having dragon strength wouldn’t let him do that and his wicked chuckle said I was right. “Daddies cannot cheat. I remember that lesson in the diner.”

Those men were too helpful sometimes.

Daddy had a wicked twinkle in his eyes as he stretched me out on the bed, lifting my arms toward the headboard as he pretended to study me. “My next decision is a difficult one as well. Do I restrain my mate or do I let him wiggle?”

Oh.

“Wiggle, Daddy.”

Yes.

Wiggling meant I could wrap myself around him and pull him tighter and touch him.

Hmm.

Showing him what I wanted always seemed to get better results, so I kept my hands high on the bed where he placed them but I let my imagination fly. All it took was picturing writhing under him with my hands stroking his chest to know I’d won.

Daddy moaned.

“You are the cheat, my feisty mate.” Leaning over me, Daddy pressed a kiss to the other side of the ball gag and I could see passion flaring in his eyes. “This has helped you behave, my mate, but it has also forced you to use our bond and to let me see completely into you.”

I had a feeling that was going to be at least part of Daddy’s favorite part about our night together. Wanting to give him everything, I closed my eyes and did my best to remember every emotion he’d flooded me with and how sexy he’d looked when he had me over his lap.

It got another moan from Daddy, but it was softer that time and I could feel Daddy’s emotions flooding through me. “Yes, my mate. I love you too.”

“Sneaky Daddy, reading my mind.”

Delight and warmth like his smile whirled through the bond. “Tonight, and every night we are given by the ancestors, I will do my best to show you how I feel. You are the most important person who will ever walk this ground or any other. You are my mate and the man I will go into the future with.”

Kissing my nose and then my forehead, Daddy filled me with how much he loved me and how excited he was to get to know me and to feel our bond grow. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before and it was like the best kind of subspace because it was all from my mate.

It was probably that wonderfully floaty love that distracted me enough that I wasn’t sure why he straightened and stood beside the bed.

Duh.

My brain turned back on when he slowly started unbuttoning his shirt.

Daddy was getting naked for me.

Yay.

There was always a sweet kind of look to him until something switched and his inner Dom flared to life…and we’d definitely hit that moment because he was smoking he was so hot as his serious expression got an edge to it and his clothes came off.

Best striptease ever.

I was a good boy and kept my hands up and my wiggles mostly in check, though.

I was ready for my mate in every way possible and I wasn’t going to risk anything that would make him decide to fuck with me instead of fucking me.

The tiny smirk that barely ghosted his face before it was gone said he’d already thought about that.

“I’m your good boy, Daddy.”

Pushing my desire and thoughts about how sexy he was through the bond, I loved the way his body shivered and the heat flared brighter in his eyes.

“You’re my sexy, naughty boy, my mate, and I will never forget that.”

I would be eternally grateful to the ancestor and the fates that they gave me a mate who loved his naughty sub.

Imagining stroking my hands over his strong body and down to his cock, I kept my expression sweet and innocent as he moaned and his hips rocked forward as he slowly peeled his briefs off. “Are you trying to distract me, my mate?”

His voice was low and rougher than usual, and I could almost see the wicked thoughts I knew were hiding just out of reach of the bond. “Oh, are you curious about how I would punish my naughty mate?”

Oh.

Punishments for distracting him? What kind?

He chuckled out loud as he finally stepped out of his clothes, deceptively hard body under the preppy clothes he seemed to prefer. “I am starting to understand the English expression of the curiosity killed the cat.”

Me too…but there were just so many things to wonder about.

Climbing on the bed, Daddy stretched out completely over me and pinned me to the bed, resting his upper body on his forearms. “It’s dangerous for sweet little kittens too.”

I couldn’t hold back the squirms that were taking over me, but I pouted sweetly and looped one leg over his to distract him.

“Am I your kitten, Daddy?”

Rubbing my cheek against his, I did my best to keep loving and sexy thoughts at the top of my mind to try to hide the naughty ones.

His laughter filled the bond and rolled around in my head.

Shoot.

“Your brain is a wonderfully busy place, my mate, but let us see if I can give it something to focus on that won’t get you in trouble.”

It wasn’t my fault.

My bottom was wonderfully achy and I was plugged and he was sexy.

Yep, not my fault.

Daddy had set me up and the wicked gleam in his eyes said he knew it.

“You’re my wonderful Daddy. I know you’re going to take good care of me.”

Yes, I had to focus on the prize and not get distracted by the temptation of wondering what he’d do if I fucked with him.

Ugh.

I needed to work on my self-control because that was harder than it should’ve been.

He kept making it more difficult, though, rocking over me and rubbing our cocks together as he kissed my cheeks. “My sexy boy.”

His needy boy.

“Please, Daddy?”

Hot desire and passionate need flared through the bond as I begged for him and the combination sent matching emotions through me as my dick made a valiant attempt to get even harder.

“I need you inside me, my mate.”

Dragons above…his imagination was getting almost as good as mine.

“I need you, Daddy.”

Something shifted in him and I felt confidence and an emotion that felt almost like certainty coming through the bond in soft pulses that brought back the happy floaty feeling again. Daddy smiled and leaned down to kiss along my jaw, sending more shivers through me.

Clenching around the plug sent another wave through me and the real world faded away as I tried to thrust up against his body, but he had me pinned to the bed.

And realizing that sent another wave of pleasure and submissive need through me.

It was so distracting that it wasn’t until the gag was completely out of my mouth that I realized he’d been working on removing the restraint.

As I moaned out loud again, Daddy took my mouth in a long, hot kiss, diving right into fucking me with his tongue. I couldn’t help whimpering as I imagined lower parts of his body mirroring the sexy things his mouth was doing.

Pride and desire filled the bond in a wonderfully dominant pleasure that was pure Dom marking his mate.

I loved the sexy mix that made up my wonderful mate…

the stoic expression he always wore…the tender emotions that he fed me through our bond…

the sexy predator that would come out when he finally unleashed everything he was feeling.

And he was using all of that to push me right to the edge as his tongue stroked mine and his teeth nibbled my lips.

But even when he pulled away, he kept me whirling as he kissed down my chest owning me completely.

“Yes, my sweet mate. Who do you belong to?”

His mouth was busy tormenting my nipples and making me whimper as his teeth gave me sexy reminders about the predator that was always hiding just under the surface.

“You, Daddy. My mate. You.”

There was no doubt about that and there hadn’t been since the first moment I’d met him.

I’d heard of human mates struggling to accept the bond, but I’d known I was his from the first time he’d looked at me and had really seen me.

His mate. That shocked awe and instant acceptance had been all I’d needed to know I’d found the man I was supposed to belong to until the ancestors brought us home and beyond.

“Every moment, my mate. I will keep you with me for all time.”

The words were beautiful and I’d never forget a single moment of them, but the feelings coming through the bond were what I really wanted to keep with me forever. I never wanted to forget the love and passion and complete acceptance that he gave to me without thinking about it.

All I could do was soak up the wonderful emotions and roll them around with mine before sending them back through the bond to let him feel all the incredible things whirling around in me.

And just as it fed my desire, it seemed to feed his because his nibbles were sharper and his body got hotter against me as his dragon inched closer to the surface, ready to claim his mate and mark me as his.

Daddy might’ve been sweet and tender, but the closer his dragon came to mine the rougher his touch got and the more possessive his thoughts were.

He was going to make me come just by biting my belly button and filling me with his ownership.

“Mine.”

So fucking sexy.

“Yours.”

By the time he got down to my cock, the niceties he showed the world had faded and all that looked up at me was my sexy Dom with the dragon that was claiming his mate shining from his eyes.

It sent a shiver through me, but the mix of need and submission he created in me had me spreading my legs and whining for him. “Please…I need you…please, my mate.”

Pushing them wider, he reached between my cheeks as he sat up, pure predator staring out of his normally sweet face. When he teased the plug, rocking it and barely fucking me with it, my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. “Are you ready to feel me inside you?”

I needed a better word for sexy because there just wasn’t one in the English language to describe how he looked, naked and towering over me on the bed.

I managed to nod as I swallowed and shivered, but I couldn’t make my mouth work.

“Yes, Daddy. I need you. I need you inside me in every way possible.”

He must’ve been able to feel my desperation through the bond because he finally stopped teasing me with the plug and eased it out, leaving me feeling empty and desperate. “My sweet boy. So needy.”

As he stretched out over me again, he tossed the plug to the end of the bed and braced my legs over his arms. His cock stroked over my hole, barely teasing me and sending frantic signals through me, but Daddy wasn’t in any hurry.

He just kept up that slow caress and watched the crazy emotions swirling in me. “Tell me again, my mate. Let me hear the words from your lips this time.”

Dragons above…he just kept saying the sexiest things.

“I love you.”

“Daddy.”

“Mate.”

“Mine.”

“I love you.”

And I felt all his love filling the bond as his body finally filled mine.

The dual sensations would’ve been enough to send me flying, but the way he held me down and the look of pure Dom-in-love in his eyes pushed me right over the edge.

One thrust was all it took to have my orgasm crashing over me and the pleased-as-fuck passion coming through the bond just made it even more insane. As my cum shot between us, I cried out and he took my mouth again, fucking me with his tongue as his cock fucked my ass.

The only words coming through the bond were random, broken bits of ownership like mine and love and fuck, and somehow knowing I’d shattered his ability to think like he’d done to me just kept the pleasure going.

Forcing what felt like dry orgasms through me as he nailed my prostate and filled me with his desire, he fucked me until I was nearly flying before he followed me over, filling me and claiming me and owning me.

My mate.

The only thing grounding me to the bed and reality was his weight holding me down and the soft kisses he was sprinkling over my face.

“Love you…Daddy… I…”

I was going to tell him something but my body was alternating between heavy and so light I was like a cloud, and words were just too hard.

“I love you too, sweet boy.”

Nuzzling against me, Daddy made soft, soothing sounds and sent warmth through the bond that soaked into every part of me.

“Yes, my mate. That’s my love filling you.”

Filling me.

Owning me.

Loving me.