Page 65 of Culture and Curiosities
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.
