“Better, sir. Thank you.”
“Did you have any problems with the plug or the cage tonight?”
“No, sir.”
“Did you enjoy them?”
“I’m not sure what you mean. They were my punishment for disobeying, sir.”
“Pet, look at me,” Dylon said, pausing for Cody to raise his face, “yes, you wore them because you were being punished. But the punishment was forcing you to maintain a balance between the pleasure the plug gave you and the pain the cock cage caused by keeping you on edge all night. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. I did enjoy them, but I hated that I couldn’t come. My cock ached all night, sir.”
“As it was supposed to. Now stand up. It’s time to remove them.”
~/~/~/~/~
Steel opened the door to Daniel’s nursery very quietly, to avoid waking his son. He stepped inside and stopped at the picture in front of him. His mate was rocking their son and singing “Puff the Magic Dragon” as he tenderly rubbed Daniel’s back. The room was lit by the thousands of tiny star lights in the ceiling. Logan had been right; it was perfect for these moments. Steel waited until the song was finished before taking his son and putting him in the crib. Making sure the baby monitor was on, he took Jackson’s hand and led him out of the room before saying, “Why did you pick that song?”
“Because my mother used to sing it to every one of us when we were small. I mean I don’t remember her singing it to me when I was Daniels’s age but I doremember her singing it to me as a toddler, especially after I had a bad dream.”
“Oh babe, I love that you’re continuing the tradition with our son.”
“I thought the song was about me because Puff’s best friend was Jackie Paper.” Jackson smiled shyly. “You know, when I was very young, I always wanted a dragon named Puff to take me for a ride. Whenever I saw a large airplane in the sky, I always called it a dragon. My mother gave me a book about dragons because I was so crazy about them, I must have read that book thousands of times.”
“Would you like to meet a dragon?”
“Just one named Puff,” joked Jackson.
“Is that a challenge?”
“What? No, I was joking. I mean I know dragons are real, but the likelihood of meeting a dragon named Puff is unlikely. Don’t they have names like Muvier, Destroyer of Life or Grinnyntorth, The Fierce? Certainly not Puff, The Magic Dragon.”
“Well, I don’t know about those names, but I know a dragon called Gryldrar, The Kind.”
“You know a dragon?”
“Yes, I know many dragons.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really. Now let’s go see about pushing my parents and our guests to retire for the night so I can do some fire breathing on your cock.”
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“Holy shit! How long are they staying?” Zane asked, as he lugged the suitcases and wrapped boxes to Frank andLizzie’s suite. “I thought it was only going to be for a few days, didn’t you?”
“I don’t want them here at all,” snarled Carson.
“Why? They’re Dylon’s parents. You better not let Jackson hear you.”
Carson grunted. He’d be in a shit load of crap if his brother found out how he felt, but he was willing to take the chance. He wasn’t going to forget who killed his father even if Cody did. “Hey, did you notice anything strange about Cody tonight?” he asked Zane.
“No, not really. Maybe he was quieter, but then he was trying to make a good impression on his mate’s parents. I mean, look at Frank. Shit, he’s one powerful wolf. I could feel his Alpha power all night. The only reason it didn’t affect me was Jackson’s Alpha power pushed back. And that reminds me. When the hell did Jackson get all that power? You know what I’m talking about? Did you feel it?”
“Yeah, I felt it too. No, I don’t know when it happened. Most times I don’t even pay attention to it, but tonight with Franklin showing his balls, I could feel how strong it’s become.”
“I wonder what that means?” Zane asked. “Shit, I don’t like change and everything is changing. Why did you ask me about Cody? Did you notice something?”
