Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Immediately, Rogan switched from spanking to soothing. He rubbed his hand over Brooks’ heated flesh. “You have to let someone else take care of things now, Adventurer. I’m glad you’re strong and fearless, but I need you to allow me to keep you safe. Without you, I’m nothing.”
“You’re a fucking dragon. You’re everything!” Brooks sobbed. No one else would have gotten by with this.
“You don’t get it, Brooks.” Rogan gathered Brooks in his arms and turned him to cradle his mate on his lap. He kissed him softly as he wiped his tears away. “You are my life force. If you had been trapped in my mind with me, I would have spent an eternity tormented by your death. I don’t matter. Only you do.”
Brooks shook his head. “That’s not true. You’re more important than me. You’re a dragon.”
“A dragon who will not exist without a human match. You are my mate. If I die and you survive, only the horde will miss me. If you die, your entire lineage suffers. I made a pact with your forefather. Dragons must live up to their word.”
“Is that like the law?” Brooks blustered.
“Yes. I must protect my mate. It is my purpose. My reason for being. You must allow me to fulfill my destiny.”
“I’m never going to think I’m more important than you are,” Brooks said stubbornly.
“Then you remember this spanking. We’ll repeat it as many times as necessary to convince you,” Rogan told him.
“Dragons beat their mates?” Brooks challenged.
“Punish, yes. Beat, no. Does anything other than your bottom hurt? And your pride?” Rogan asked, making him focus.
“My butt hurts enough for my whole body,” Brooks snapped. He deliberately didn’t address the pride aspect. That was obvious.
Rogan stroked a finger along his erection. Crap! He had noticed.
“Mates enjoy their dragon’s touch. They also realize there are rewards for accepting discipline and learning how to adjust to their new role in life.” Rogan lifted his hand to his mouth and licked his palm and fingers. He deliberately wrapped his wet grip around Brooks’s cock. “This wasn’t a fight, mate. This was a Daddy teaching his mate.”
Brooks searched Rogan’s face, checking for something negative—a sneer, a laugh, a disdain. All he found was love and concern. That hand pulled the length of his shaft from root to tip, sending shock waves through him. The sting of his spanking lingered and blended with the thrill of sensation of his Daddy’s hands on him.
A spurt of excitement welled from his tip. Using his slightly rough thumb, Rogan spread that fluid over the velvety tip of Brooks’s erection. A groan tumbled from Brooks’s mouth. That combination of sensations overloaded his brain, pushing his arousal higher than he’d ever experienced before.
“Daddy’s make decisions for their mates. They show their love by fulfilling secret desires and needs. I can sense what you need, Brooks. I know you,” Rogan told him in that deep, rough voice that always sent shivers of arousal through him.
Brooks debated. He could argue, or he could admit that Rogan had him completely figured out. Choosing a third option, Brooks begged, “Stroke me more.”
Rogan’s slow wink told Brooks his response told his Daddy everything. “You’ve got it, Adventurer.” Brooks’s apprehension lessened. Rogan wouldn’t make him bare his soul completely now.
Turning, Rogan pulled a tube of lubricant from the drawer of the table next to the rocker. The snap of the cap opening sounded like a gunshot in the quiet nursery. Brooks reminded himself to breathe as Rogan squeezed some onto his palm. He hesitated for a few seconds, allowing the slick gel to warm slightly on his fingers before spreading it over Brooks’s shaft.
This time, his grip slid smoothly around Brooks’s erection. Brooks closed his eyes to concentrate on the sensation but needed to see Rogan caressing him. He forced himself to focus on that moving hand. Damn. He wouldn’t last long.
Rogan squeezed a bit harder before loosening his grip to glide along the length of Brooks’s erection. Heat built as he quickened his motion. Brooks pushed his pelvis into that fist as the stimulation decimated his control. Each brush of Rogan’s rough denim jeans against his punished bottom reminded him of the spanking his Daddy had delivered. Breathing heavily, Brooks bit his lip, trying to distract himself. He didn’t want this delicious torture to end.
“Come, Adventurer. I have other plans for your red bottom,” Rogan whispered softly against his ear.
With a shout, Rogan emptied himself into that tight fist.
Chapter 14
Brooks tried to pull himself together on the flight to Oldrik’s mansion. His Daddy had held him and Rogue close until the last moment when they needed to take a shower and get dressed to go. Brooks hoped no one could tell by the stiff way he walked that he’d gotten a spanking followed by intense lovemaking. Being the only guy mate was hard. The women mates couldn’t understand.