Conrad took most of the powerful, bone-crushing evilness that came from Selina. His body bowed, only the use of his rhino and dragon kept him planted and fixed on the ground. Naked and furious, he couldn’t spare a look at Kylo, knowing his life depended on him, hating that she’d managed to strike at his heart. “You’ll need to do better than that!” he growled ominously. The taunt was to direct her attention to him and keep it away from his mate.
He clung to the years of training, letting his animals do their job when the room got blasted with a fury that made it hard for Conrad to breathe. Despite everything she threw at him, he charged at the woman whose eyes were full of murder.
In the blink of an eye, she was there, then gone. “Motherfucker,” Conrad shouted angrily at the empty space his hands touched.
He then spun around, now the immediate threat was gone, needing to see Kylo. His nakedness had his cock whip his thigh hard enough that the sound, the only one in the room, drew attention from the person kneeling in front of him. That it drew his new mother-in-law’s gaze, who was at the side of her son, eye level with Conrad’s groin, was a disaster he’d never been trained to deal with.
Oh, great!Hi Kylo’s Mom, this is my cock. Nice to meetcha.
He rolled his eyes to the ceiling at his own ridiculous thoughts. His animals, for some damn reason, thought the situation was hilarious. He could feel their amusement even in the situation’s direness.
Conrad did something he’d never done in his life and covered his nether regions with a hand as he dropped down on the other side of Kylo. “Is he breathing?” he asked as he muttered crossly to his animals,behave. Our mate is injured!
“His chest is moving, barely,” his mom said in a voice that held tears but also the strength he’d heard when she’d been conversing with Selina. Her hands cupped Kylo’s ashen face with such care that Conrad’s chest tightened.
His gaze swept over Kylo, seeing no obvious injury, which was worse as it meant the magic had penetrated his innards, making it harder to assess where the damage was.
Iciness crept under Conrad’s skin at the thought that he could lose his mate. That the universe would take the precious gift he’d hardly had time to cherish. “Give me a little space,” he murmured, when his dragon was there, pushing to help.
When she immediately took her hands off Kylo and gave him a look that was all trust, Conrad’s chest constricted once more at her silent acceptance.
Crouched, she watched him with something akin to hope. Never one to pray, he sent out a silent prayer he had enough within him to help heal his mate.All he needs is our dragon breath.
He never doubted his animals, so Conrad came forward, his hands on Kylo’s jaw. He tilted his head to open his mouth. His mouth shifted, and his snout formed. There was an indrawn breath as smoke came from his snout and he blew healing fire and breath into his mate.
Concentrating on each breath that came with fire to ensure they did no more than fill his mate’s chest, sweat gathered in the middle of Conrad’s back and slid down to the top of his buttocks, tickling the flesh.
His gaze remained fixed on Kylo’s closed eyes.Come on, open those pretty eyes for me. You don’t want a punishment for not obeying me, do you? Imagine your cock and balls trussed up, preventing you from coming as I worship your body with my flogger? I know you’ll love the slow burn heating your skin. Know this, I can keep you on edge for hours until you beg for release.
Kylo’s mom was right there watching them. Conrad didn’t think about that, or he tried not to when he was working to entice his mate to surface from the pain that entombed him.
Wake for me, Mon Bebe, wake now.His whispered pleas turned seductive as he felt something through their connection. The spark of awareness as the pain lessened had him holding back a sob of relief.Come on now, Mon Bebe, open those pretty eyes for me. I’m here waiting for you.
The moment those dark eyes flickered open and met Conrad’s gaze, his heart simply stopped. Held in a painful grip of pure relief. His mouth became his own as his dragon receded. “You’ve got to stop getting hurt,” he murmured against his lips as his heart thudded hard against his ribcage. The kiss was gentle, full of the emotions rolling through Conrad as Kylo’s lips parted.
Their tongues brushed against each other while Conrad shuddered. “I’m going to show you what happens to mates who disobey their Dom, and maybe then you’ll learn to listen to me,” he threatened.
The choked cough brought Conrad’s head up swiftly, just as there was a loud crashing sound coming beyond the door.
Kylo’s brothers rushed into the room in their cat forms a second later, hissing loudly.
Kylo’s mom got up off the floor and brushed at her skirt. Her hands went to her hips. “It seems there’s a lot going on that you decided we didn’t need to know.” She tutted and shook her head. “When will you lot learn that keeping secrets from your father and me never works?”
Conrad kept hold of Kylo, whose color had come back.Mom… heard… oh, fuck… how could you?
The stuttered conversation came with pure embarrassment. Conrad laid his forehead against Kylo’s, paying little attention to what was happening around them as the cats shifted, and they went to release Kylo’s father from the chair in the room’s corner.You scared the crap out of me. So you’re gonna have to give me a pass on your mom hearing what I said.He nuzzled his mate and released the first easy breath since he’d felt Kylo’s intention.You deserve everything I’m going to give to you the moment we have a room with a lockable door.
The scent of his mate’s arousal was unmistakable, and Conrad grinned at his mate.Now, before you officially introduce me to your parents, I need clothes. Your mom does not need to see my cock whipping my thigh again. If that never happens again in my lifetime, it will be too soon.
Huh?Kylo’s dark brows rose.
I’ll explain later when I’m teaching you the basics of not causing your mate to have a heart attack every five minutes.
“Kylo, erm, whatever’s going on in your head… I’d maybe stop it…” Mao glanced down at his mate cradled in Conrad’s arms.
Kylo’s skin became flushed as his gaze darted to where his mom was fussing over an older-looking version of Kylo. “Get me the throw off that sofa, will you?” he muttered. His attention returned to Conrad. “Stop with the threats… they aren’t helping…my situation.”
A smile full of wickedness formed slowly as Conrad swooped down and kissed Kylo hard. “Nope.” His expression turned serious. “After seeing your near lifeless body on the floor because I wasn’t quick enough to take the full hit of magic, I need… I need to reaffirm you’re okay. You’ll just have to put up with it.”
