Page 64 of Culture and Curiosities
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 placedthem 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.
