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Pierce

He was a naughty cutie…and the most adorable little manipulator I’d ever met.

“I’m glad you want to be my good boy.” I was still fairly certain we were operating under different definitions for that, but it seemed like it was going to work in my favor this time. “I’m going to help you remember why you want to be good.”

There were some holes in that logic, but they were only car sized, so it was all right for the time being.

He was doing his best to look sad as he nodded. “Thank you, Daddy.”

It would’ve come across as much more genuine if he wasn’t humping me and trying to make me even harder. “You’re welcome.”

Still, it was a good try, so I gave him another peck on the cheek and ran my hand down his back like he’d instructed me to. “To start with, you’re going to stretch out over my lap. Can you be a good boy for that part?”

The little shiver that raced through him didn’t help his sad act either. “I…Yes, Daddy. I can be good.”

We were going to have to put together a working definition for that word at the very least.

“Can you be a good boy when I bare your bottom?” I was the one trying to look sorry that time. “Spankings go on bare bottoms.”

That did not help his ability to look sad and worried. “I…I understand, Daddy.”

And he was looking forward to it judging by how hard he was.

His cock was tenting the front of his jammies and doing its best to beg for attention. But since the game required I ignore it, I was doing my best to pretend it wasn’t sexy as fuck. “Thank you.”

More sweet kisses seemed appropriate, but they just made the scene sexier somehow. The wonderfully fake innocence was even more wicked when I thought about what was coming next.

His spanking.

And an orgasm…in some way.

He hadn’t teased about what he wanted after his spankings, but depending on his headspace, there were a variety of fun options. No matter what, though, I knew we’d thoroughly enjoy any option his naughty little body desired…or that his wicked mind came up with.

Because I wasn’t the only one who liked playing pretend.

My adorable mate loved playing all kinds of games, but the spanking one was new. Still, we’d talked about limits in a variety of ways, so I knew what he’d like. It probably hadn’t been the most conventional date conversation, but I wasn’t the type to talk about the weather.

Giving him one last sweet kiss on the nose, I ran my hand low enough on his back to pat his bottom. “Let’s get you into position. Don’t forget. You were going to be a good boy for your spanking.”

An excited shiver raced through him again, but he nodded and still tried to look worried about the consequences of his actions. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll be good.”

“I hope so.” I shrugged as he sat up on his knees, hard cock bulging as he wiggled into position on all fours as I stroked my hand over his bottom again. “I want to be able to reward a good boy after his spanking.”

That got me another wonderful full-body reaction and he whimpered as his hips rocked forward. “I…I like rewards, Daddy.”

That was a perfect understatement.

“I’m glad.” Not giving him anything more, I kept caressing lower on him as he stretched out over my lap.

He’d positioned his dick perfectly between my legs to give him friction from every angle, so I carefully eased my legs apart just enough to take away some of his fun. His huff was so cute I chuckled but my favorite part was when he buried his face into the bedding. “I’ll be good, Daddy. Honest.”

“I know.” Sounding confused, I wrapped one hand around his chest and used my other to ease down his pajamas and the briefs he’d put on earlier. The smooth skin in front of me was a beautiful blank canvas that was going to look incredible when I was finished playing with him. “Did I say you were going to be naughty?”

He didn’t have a good response to that, mostly because he was already clenching his cheeks and making needy whimpers as he tried to grind his bulge against me. “ Daddy …”

“Yes, Daddy’s going to take good care of you.” Bringing my hand down for the first time, I got one cheek and then the other, alternating with firm swats that had him sucking in a breath. They were firmer than I might’ve preferred to start with, but Merritt was letting out low whimpers and trying to fuck my lap already, so I knew I’d understood what he’d wanted.

Merritt liked to start with the burn but not go too much higher.

Except when it came to his fingers or his Cookie Monster.

That must’ve come through the bond because he snickered between spankings, wiggling his bottom at me as I stroked my hands over it. “Such a pretty pink bottom.”

Sending an image of the perfection in front of me through the bond, I gave it a squeeze and chuckled as he tried to hump my lap again. “Oh, is that good boy behavior?”

Before he could try to redefine good, I gave each cheek another spank, loving the sounds it got from him. “Humping Daddy’s lap is more teasing, and that’s what got you here to begin with.”

Making a disappointed sound, I held him more firmly as I lightened up on the spanks to stretch out the pleasure. “You need to learn not to tease Daddy. You belong to me and you need a bit of help remembering that.”

I was ready and willing to help with that, though.

“Rubbing yourself against Daddy is teasing.” He needed to see that teasing wasn’t acceptable, though, so I shifted the arm holding his chest so it was braced down his back. That left my hand free to slide my thumb right down the center of his ass and press against his needy opening. “Humping Daddy is teasing too. It’s making Daddy think about making love to you.”

Still sounding disappointed, I pulsed my thumb against him as I alternated light spanks on his beautiful bottom. “You tease Daddy and make him hard in so many ways. I need you to understand that you’re always making me think about having fun with you.”

That got a sexy moan that was a bit rougher than the rest, and I had a feeling he was inching toward his grown-up side.

“But I don’t mind helping you learn to be a good boy.” I squeezed one cheek right at its most sensitive spot and got another needy sound from Merritt. He pressed his face harder against the bed, but his hips started pulsing up and down as he whimpered.

“I’ll…I’ll be good, Daddy.” Merritt’s tone said he was desperate and well on his way to being my grown-up sub. “I…very good…I’ll remember.”

That sounded almost believable.

“I’m glad.” Massaging his pink bottom one more time, I gave it another firm tap and loved the needy whine he let out. “Being good for me should be the most important thing on your mind. Not teasing. Not closets. Not naughty littles who overshare.”

That got an adorable giggle from him but he also clenched his cheeks and wiggled his ass. “You’re always the most important thing on my mind, Daddy. They just give me good ideas about what you’re doing when I think about you.”

Cheeky brat.

He liked the extra spank it got him, though, and as he moaned, his hips rocked again and I let my thumb finally ease into him. That had him sucking in a breath and he tightened around me like he was trying to pull me deeper. “Yes, Daddy. I…I’ve been good. I was good…I was good for my spanking.”

Doing his best to fuck himself back and forth between my thumb and my lap wasn’t exactly what I’d call good, but it was sexy and that was going to count for the time being. “That’s right. You were very good for your spanking.”

Inching my thumb in deeper, I let him fuck himself against me and tightened my legs. That got another excited, needy sound and a shiver raced through him. “That’s right. You were so good you’re going to get a reward.”

And it was a reward that needed a bit of lube.

No matter how much he loved the burn, I was going to take care of him, so as he rocked against me, I reached for the lube in the tiny storage drawer by the bed. Merritt was too busy humping me to realize what I was doing, but as I slid my thumb out, his frustrated whine said he’d tuned back in to reality. “ Daddy ?”

“So dramatic when I’m trying to take care of you.” Quickly substituting two slicked fingers for the one dry thumb made him much happier and suddenly the whine was gone. He moaned out something that might’ve been Daddy but it was too distorted to hear it clearly.

The only thing that was clear was his desperation and his desire for another finger.

“Please. I. That’s. One more. Daddy.” He was working hard at getting the request out, so I rewarded him with a third finger. That sent us back to square one with words, but his moans were very articulate.

The way he rocked his hips and fucked himself on my fingers was clear as well. He wanted to be stretched and filled and fucked. So that was what I gave him and carefully added more lube to keep the friction down to a manageable level.

“Daddy…I…” Rocking his face against the bed, he moaned out my name and pushed out against my fingers. “Daddy…”

His tone was filled with a relaxed desire that made me think he was almost in subspace, so I kept up the slow fucking as I sank three fingers into him. “Daddy…”

“That’s right. I’m right here and I’m going to make you feel so good.” So to keep that promise, I took things to the next level and made sure to stroke firmly over his prostate with every thrust.

It had him clenching around me and whining as he dug his fingers into the bedding. “It’s…it’s not enough, Daddy…but it’s…it’s too much.”

We both knew that wasn’t true, but I made a soft tsking sound as I tucked my pinkie next to my other fingers as I eased them almost all the way out. “Yes…Daddy’s going to give you even more so it will finally be enough.”

I wasn’t going to do anything drastic like fist him, but as I slowly eased back inside him, I added my pinkie. We both knew it was only as big as Cookie Monster, and maybe not even that, but it was enough to push him right to the edge.

He was moaning and whining, trying to clench around me as he did his best to work his hips back and forth. He’d lost most of his control, though, and he was just jerking and shaking as I slowly fucked him. “Such a good boy. So sexy.”

My needy boy lasted a few more shallow fucks, but once I made sure to include his prostate in the fun, I knew he was ready. “I can’t wait to see my whole fist sliding into you one day, baby. You’re going to look so good stretched around me.”

All it took was one clear image of how fucking sexy that would be and he exploded. He cried out as his body shook, and every time I eased back into him, he made another beautiful sound for me. Once I’d stretched his orgasm out as long as I could, he went boneless over me and I slowly eased my fingers out.

Fuzzy happiness was coming through the bond and I could feel how utterly content he was. It felt like it’d soaked through every cell in his body and he was just floating in the last of the pleasure flowing through him.

We stayed like that so long I thought he’d fall asleep at any second, but eventually there was a little spark of something like desire flickering through the bond. I’d honestly felt similar emotions when he wanted dessert or attention, so I wasn’t sure what to expect as he lifted his head and turned his still fuzzy-brained expression in my direction. “Daddy.”

It wasn’t as much information as he thought it was, but as he rolled over and wiggled out of the briefs and cotton sleep pants he’d put on after his shower, I got the picture. “Come get cuddles, baby.”

When he was free of his pants, he straddled my lap and wiggled closer, snuggling his face against my neck. “ Daddy .”

The way he sighed out the word said he was wonderfully content, but it came with kisses as he nuzzled my neck. I wasn’t sure where we were going from here, but I ran my hands down his back and over his tender cheeks, kissing the side of his head that I could reach. “That’s right. I’m right here.”

That got me a happy sigh and more tender desire coming through the bond, but his body was too worn out to respond like his brain seemed to want. It stayed so relaxed even his cock was still soft, but he didn’t seem to realize that as he moved against me. “Daddy.”

Again, he still didn’t seem to realize one word was not enough information to get me to do anything but cuddle him.

“Show me, baby.” Sending him a mental picture of how I saw us at that moment, I waited to see if he was processing enough to understand what I needed from him. I figured it was about a fifty-fifty chance of him just saying Daddy again, but after a long few moments, he sighed.

It seemed like a step in the right direction even if he thought I was stupid.

So I waited.

And waited.

And finally got a picture.

Oh.

“I need you, Daddy.” When a full sentence came with the image of my cock filling his sexy ass, I knew he was completely aware of what he wanted. “You…I need you still.”

Filling my mind with tender emotions and an aching need to be filled again, he made his desire clear. “Alright, baby.”

Nothing in what I’d felt from him said he was more than just wonderfully achy, so I kissed him again and wiggled my hand between us. I wasn’t sure how much coordination he had, so I wrapped my arm around his torso and lifted him up enough to free my dick.

He let out a soft chuckle and moved just enough to position his ass over my erection. “ Daddy …”

We were back to quiet single-word statements, but he made a pleased sound as I slowly eased him down over me. “Is that what you wanted, baby?”

I was confident in the answer, but I was relieved when I got a happy sigh and his contentment was flowing through the bond again. “Yes, that’s good sharing, baby.”

It was fucking incredible too, but I wanted to focus on praising his ability to communicate first. “Such a good boy for Daddy.”

When I was completely seated in him, he shivered and wrapped himself around me again, tucking his face against my neck. “Daddy.”

Still not enough words, but it was accompanied by a gentle rocking motion and he clenched his ass around me. My moan got more wonderful emotions coming through the bond and I could feel the flare of desire flickering brighter, but his body was too worn out to do more than clench and cuddle.

So I rocked us back and forth, almost like we were in a rocking chair, and let the way he pulsed around me pull me closer to the edge. “My good boy. Loving on his Daddy.”

The fire brightened as he made a quiet, pleased sound but the only parts of his body that were working were his well-loved ass and his lips as he kissed my neck again. “So sweet. I have the best mate ever.”

One who wasn’t done loving on his Daddy even though he’d come his brains out.

He nodded, realizing how amazing he was. “Daddy.”

Love filled the bond as I rocked us faster, and as I nuzzled against him, he gave a soft hum. “I love you too, baby.”

Pressing my face against his shoulder, I pushed my hips up as I rocked us back and forth, moving closer and closer to the edge. “My beautiful mate.”

Merritt’s arms tightened and he gave me another kiss as the emotions coming through the bond shifted to words. “Love you, Daddy.”

“I love you too, sweet boy.” Closing my eyes, I focused on our bond and opening it as wide as I could. The bond was finally a beautiful blue color in my mind, flaring brighter as his thoughts and emotions flooded through it.

There was love and desire, but there was a contentment that I loved to see more than any desire. He was happy with me. Our life. Our plans. Us. That was something desire could never beat and it was an emotion that would last the test of time.

Nothing could ever replace being truly happy with a mate and it was that incredible feeling that finally tipped me over the edge.

More love and desire flickered through the bond, pulsing like he was making love to me with everything he was feeling. When I finally came down, filling him with everything I had, he kissed my neck again. “I love you, Daddy. I never thought I’d have a mate like you.”

“I always knew you were out there for me somewhere, my beautiful mate, but reality is so much better than any fantasy I’ve ever had.” I’d always been told reality wouldn’t live up to the fantasies I’d built, but I was always right, so I knew ignoring them had been the right answer.

“Because my Daddy is so smart. He’s amazing.” A proud confidence flickered through the bond , making me smile . “And he’s all mine.”

And I had the best boy ever.