Page 95 of Legends and Longing

Kissing the end of Raxius’ erection had the bratty dragon holding his breath and teasing words drifted from his mind.

Shiloh approved and smiled at me. “Your turn, Daddy.”

“Kisses. Licks. Then we’ll take turns sucking until Master wants to come.”

I approved and sent agreement and approval of his plan through our bond as I leaned in and pressed a kiss to the end of Raxius’ erection. There was a salty taste that was not unpleasant, but my favorite part was sharing the experience with Shiloh and making Raxius squirm. “Fuck.”

He liked that word.

So did Shiloh because it made him giggle as he took his turn kissing Raxius’ erection with an open mouth that time.

“We call it French kissing, Daddy.”

I had questions about the label, but that would wait. It was my turn to kiss Raxius and to see if what I had learned from kissing his mouth was applicable to other parts of his body.

It was.

The way he moved and the sounds he made indicated I had done well, and based on Shiloh’s emotions, he was enjoying watching. Knowing both mates were enjoying the experience made it easy to settle into the rhythm of sharing and kissing as we slowly deepened the pleasure we were giving Raxius.

It seemed the plan should have been described as licking, kissing, and then frustrated growls. Raxius was generally quiet when it came to his external sounds, preferring to practice glaring and scowls, but when pleasure was involved that changed.

He gave us moans and huffs and curses as he fought the urge to thrust into our mouths. “Fuck. Fates above. You’ve…”

Whatever demand he was going to make was cut off as Shiloh swallowed the length as far as he could then hummed softly. The song was unfamiliar because only the sound of the beat was coming through the bond, but the vibrations were enough for Raxius to throw his head back. “I can’t…”

We had won.

“Yay. We did it, Daddy.”

Shiloh’s little side was back to winning his internal war. It seemed that competition pushed him to the front, which was an interesting dynamic I would have to analyze.

Later.

“Can you feel him shaking?”

Raxius was so lost in the pleasure he’d completely forgotten to torment us, which was another win in itself even though that aspect had been enjoyable. There was just something wonderful about knowing we had brought him to the edge, but we had both known it would not last.

As soon as Shiloh released his erection, nodding excitedly, Raxius lifted his head and glared at us like threats were right on the tip of his tongue. “You had a very interesting surprise, my naughty mates.”

Giggling through our bond, Shiloh tried to look polite and grown-up but it was not working as much as he’d hoped. “I’m glad you liked it, Master. We both are.”

Yes, that was very true…but I was not sure what should come next.

“There has to be consequences for teasing me, though.” It seemed as though Raxius knew exactly what should happen next. “Stand up.”

Having a helpful mate was wonderful, but what did he have planned?

He had the bond lowered until only the faintest emotions came through, but what I could feel was wicked and happy and had something like anticipation in it. But it did nothing to tell me what he actually had planned.

“Yes, Master.” Shiloh did not seem to have the same demand for knowledge racing through him because he took my hand and immediately started to stand, pulling me with him. “Thank you for letting us give you a surprise.”

Oh, Shiloh was very good at this game, so I nodded and did my best to look innocent as well. Raxius enjoyed whatever he saw or felt because his erection jerked, but the happiness coming through the bond had my body reacting nervously.

What was he thinking?

“I’m glad you had fun.” His words and his tone did not match, but Shiloh’s body responded with desire radiating out and filling us both with it. Raxius even smiled but it was almost like a character from one of Klynn’s books. “I hope it was worth it.”

What had he been reading?