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Othoni

I woke up from our nap naked and all wrapped up in Teddy’s arms. I fought off the urge to lick him as the sleep fog threatened to pull me back under, but something had woken me up. All I wanted to do was nuzzle into Teddy’s skin and drift back off.

“Hello? Othoni?”

My carrier poked at me over the family link.

Ugh! This wasn’t awkward at all. It wasn’t like my mate’s big, thick dick was pressed against my back in a way that told me he must’ve been having very good dreams.

“Dad?”

I said, doing my best not to let my voice show exactly how awkward of a situation he had caught me in.

“It’s me. Just checking in on you. You had done so well at calling every other day until now. I expected it to get a bit messy since you met him but I had to check on you. It’s so unusual not to hear your voice.”

“It hasn’t been that long,” I yawned.

“It’s a very long time while you’re out there all on your own. Yeah. Yeah. Mori. Teddy. Whoever,”

Dad chuckled. “How are you and Mori doing?”

“Is this your round about way of asking if we’d have the claiming vows yet? Because it’s weird, if that’s what you’re trying to ask me.”

“I know you haven’t, or he’d be on the pard link. I’ve prepared everyone for it. Your sire says that a lot of dragons are very loud, and I don’t want him to frighten anyone.”

I rolled my eyes and turned onto my back. Teddy stirred in his sleep, and I held my breath. Sure, eventually he had to meet my parents, but I didn’t want to think about that right now. I also didn’t want to explain to my dad how bad that sounded.

“I know. I know. Your sire said that too, hon. I know. I’m not supposed to stereotype other shifters but he’s the one who said dragons were loud.”

“He said they had loud parties. I was there. We are not having a party right now. We were taking a nap.”

“I know. You dreamt of falling into the cauldron again. The last time you dreamt of that Old Cat Salana passed away. How is your old friend? Has he told you all his secrets yet? You don’t have to tell me what they are. I just wanted to remind you that sometimes dreams repeat because similar things are about to unfold. I want you to be ready for that. I do not want you to be caught off guard. Loss is harder when you’re not forewarned.”

“I think Dern is okay. He’s holding some stuff back but that’s because he’s stubborn,”

I told him.

“Tell him about your dream and what it means. I bet that will light a fire under his wolfy tail!”

Dad chuckled.

“Dad, can I ask you a serious question?”

I asked him as I watched Teddy sleep. Slumber smoothed out all the lines in his face and he nuzzled into my arms without opening his eyes. He was beautiful and strong, and I needed my parents to love him as much as I did.

“I am not going to try to chase your mate off. I think you accused Mori of it because you’re projecting that fear onto him,” Dad said.

“Maybe,”

I gave a bit of ground because he was probably right. “But are you sure? I don’t want to bring him home to visit and for everything to explode once we’re there. I don’t want to put Teddy or the rest of them through that.”

“I’ve grown a lot,”

Dad said, sounding more contrite than I’d heard him sound in a while. “I really have. Your brother has visited with his mate and children.”

“Teddy isn’t even furry,”

I reminded him.

“Well, he is part fox. I have nothing against your mate but if you want to knock someone over let it be me and not Mori. He’s been a good friend to you.”

I wiggled out from under Teddy’s arm and scooted to the edge of the bed unsure of what to say. Dad was right about Mori. He was telling the truth about accepting my brother’s mate. That took a long ass time, though. He actually banished my brother over it. I wasn’t sure I wanted to trust him with Teddy yet.

“I understand, son,”

he said a second later, picking up on my thoughts.

“I want to trust you but it’s Teddy. He’s mine. He’s half of the future of the pard. Without him you’ll never be a grandfather. Without him, I’ll never lead the pard. So, when you do meet him, remember that. No Teddy, means no heir.”

Dad’s voice faded from my head as Teddy propped himself up on his elbows and rubbed his big toe over my back. A silent, ‘are you okay?’ When I didn’t answer, he crawled to the edge of the bed and scooted in behind me. I leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around my middle.

“I want to complain about my carrier, but it seems insensitive,”

I admitted.

“Complain away. I’ve never bought into that whole ‘they’re family and you only get one thing.’ If someone hurts you or someone else, they should still be held accountable, and everyone complains about their family. It’s only the people and things we care about that can drive us crazy after all,”

Teddy said.

“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?”

“I’d tell you,”

I laughed.

“Okay, but shouting tangerine is a lot quicker to get me to stop than having to say you have a leg cramp or something, right?”

“Fair point,”

I gasped as his thumb circled again.

“Is it tangerine?”

“I don’t know. It’s your safeword,”

Teddy shrugged.

“What? I’m not going to be the only one to have a safeword. We can even share one, right? That’s not against the rules.”

“Not that I know of,”

he chuckled. “It’s just more likely that I accidentally…”

“I’m not made from glass. I’m a shifter too. I’m trained in about a dozen feline fighting styles. I could jump off a ten-story building and not get hurt. Maybe more stories but I haven’t tried that yet.”

“Okay, you’re all strong and sexy. What’s the safeword?”

Teddy asked.

“Uh…”

another moan escaped from deep inside me. “Why do I have to pick it?”

“Because I’m concentrating on distracting you,”

Teddy teased.

“I am distracted!”

I whimpered. “That’s why I can’t think of anything!”

“Good. It’s working. Now, what’s your safeword?”

he growled in my ear.

I squirmed against his arm and legs as the fire built up inside me. If he didn’t slow down and let me think soon we wouldn’t have a need for a safeword because I was going to let go of everything.

“What’s your safeword, mate?”

his hand paused in the middle of my shaft.

“Would you be mad if I said tangerine?” I asked.

“No. Will you remember it, though?”

he asked, rubbing my shaft with his evil, teasing thumb.

“I think so!” I nodded.

“I like red/yellow/green system but you didn’t grow up around traffic lights. So that system may not be as instinctual to you.”

“Those lights are dumb,”

I said, bucking up and sending my dick through his fist.

He stroked me a few more times, slow and deliberate. I thought he’d send me straight over the edge but then he shifted his weight and I was doing what felt like a summersault through the air. I found myself nose down against the pretty floral comforter with his fingers sliding between my cheeks.

“We good?” he asked.

“Excellent,”

I managed to spit the word out as I lifted my hips, offering my ass to him. His fingers drew lazy, slippery circles around my hungry omegahole. I wiggled my hips, pushing back against his fingers as he teased me. He wrapped an arm around my middle once again as if he was afraid, I’d run away or wiggle right onto the floor.

“He just likes to hold onto us,”

my jaguar purred into my thoughts.

Teddy’s fingers dug into my flesh as another slid into me. I hissed as the new, deep sensation bounced around my brain and down my body hitting every nerve ending on the way. Despite his hold on me, I managed to crawl backwards enough so that my face was over his crotch.

“Careful,”

Teddy warned when my toes hung over the side of the bed.

“I’m okay. We good?”

I shot his question from moments earlier back at him.

“We are,”

he nodded, meeting my gaze while his digit still rocked inside of me.

I wrapped my fingers around him and brought the fat head of his cock up to my mouth. I placed a firm kiss there, reveling in his body heat radiating against my lips. My tongue snaked out licking away a drop of precum that waited for me. His belly vibrated with one of those mechanical-sounding draconic purrs.

I slid my mouth down as everything inside me vibrated along with him. His fingers rocked quicker, and I moved in time with their thrusting, chasing down the pleasure he’d been teasing me with for too long now. I rode his hand, pushing back hard as I sucked on him. I lost myself to all the sensations rolling into one big ball of fire inside my belly. We’d have to put laundry out again, but I didn’t care. I let go of myself, pulling away from his dick and resting my forehead against his thigh as his fingers thrust frantically inside me, slipping and sliding on how much he turned me on.

“Teddy,”

I whispered his name over and over, rolling it around on my tongue as the waves of orgasm washed over me. I came hard putting my own flowers on the bedspread as he milked the pleasure from my body. Still panting, I grabbed his dick again and nuzzled it against my cheek. His pulse thrummed against me as I pumped my fist over him while catching my breath, still buzzing in post-orgasm bliss.

When I could breathe normally again, I slipped my mouth back over him and didn’t come up for air again until the salty taste of his semen danced over my tongue. He pulled me into a kiss, hard and fast, his tongue dancing victoriously inside my mouth. We fell back onto the bed together, laughing. I was distracted and that was a better wake up drug than coffee or tea had ever been.