Page 75 of Titan’s Mate

He shut the drawer. RARR rarr RARR rarr.

Open. Silence. Close. RARR rarr.

Remy opened the drawer and grabbed the dildo. Mari left it going, and it thrust determinedly in his hand. He tried to turn it off, but she kept overriding it by remote so it wouldn’t stop.

Everyone on the balcony was losing it by this time, practically exploding from holding in their laughter.

Remy’s eyes were getting wider and wider. “Jaeda!” he yelled.

They heard back faintly, “I’m in the shower!”

Remy tried frantically to turn off the dildo. Fail. He dropped it to the bed, and the thrusting motion made it crawl towards him across the covers. Mari was leaning against Titan by this time, helpless with suppressed laughter.

Remy crab-walked backwards across the bed. “It’s coming for me!” he yelled. He got out of bed, backing up as the dildo kept crawling towards him.

Titan had been quietly unlatching the French door. Now he pushed it open a few inches, and Colt let loose the ducks of war, all unloaded from their bags.

An army of rubber duckies rolled in on tiny mechanized carts, each with a dildo strapped to its back, thrusting merrily as Colt and Damien activated them one by one. They headed straight across the floor towards Remy: RARR rarr RARR rarr RARR rarr RARR rarr.

Remy’s eyes bulged. “Jaeda! Fucking dick duck attack! Save yourself!”

He headed for the bedroom door and flung it open. He was confronted with a six-foot rubber duckie, retrofitted with wooden arms, to which were strapped two giant thrusting dicks like six-shooters.

“Auuuugh!”

Remy slammed the door, and turned around to see Jaeda just outside the bathroom doorway, fully dressed, sliding down the wall and crying with laughter.

The duckie dildo army had reached the far wall and was bouncing off it one by one, careening in all directions.

Remy looked at Jaeda, and then at the duckies, and then at the balcony. “Fuck!”

Everyone scrambled for the ladder bridge as he stormed toward the French doors. Titan stopped on the boards, reaching his hand out to Mari, who was last.

But she was laughing too hard to run. Her bear burst out, tearing off her sweats, and by the time Remy opened the door she was rolled up into a ball of black and white fur, holding her stomach with her paws and making the cutest panda noises ever.

Remy stopped with his hands on his hips, glaring down at her. “Dammit! I should throw you over the balcony.”

Titan sat down on the boards. “You can’t. She’s too cute.”

Mari stood up on her hind legs and put her front paws around Remy in a bear hug.

He rolled his eyes. “Oh, fine, fuck, I love you too, you little monster.” She bear kissed him, slurping his whole face. “Gross! Get away from me. I didn’t mean it about the love.”

Titan scooted himself off the ladder bridge and picked up Mari. Her bear wrapped itself around him like she was a giant koala instead of a panda. He kissed her nose.

“Time for brunch,” he said. He stepped inside the suite, looking around at the duckies and dildoes still zooming and thrusting all over the room, and shook his head judgmentally at Remy. “I don’t even want to know what you and your mate were doing in here. Pervert.”

He carried Mari out of the suite, then put her down so they could walk downstairs together. “That was epic,” he said. She stopped walking long enough to panda low-five him.

When they got downstairs, Mari was still high on the adrenalin from her first successful prank. Brandon was just starting to cook brunch, with Kitty sitting on the end of the island in her favorite ninja unicorn pajamas.

She held out her hand instantly. “Video!”

“Callie has it,” Titan said. “She should be down any second.”

Mari padded into the mudroom to find clothes to replace the ones she’d ruined on the balcony. Good thing she’d worn sweats that didn’t matter.

As she Changed and dressed, she heard the rest of the crew clattering into the kitchen, and then the laughter—and grumbling from Remy—as Callie sent the prank video to the big screen from the camera.