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“Lower, Z.” Releasing his chest for the moment, I reached for his hand and moved it lower so he was caressing down Shiloh’s stomach. “Can’t you see how he’s begging?”

Our Earth mate’s hips were rocking up to hump his clothing and his nonverbal signals were doing the equivalent of shouting for Zorin’s hand.

And our boy’s hands were still stuffed under his legs to make sure we wouldn’t take any accidental movements as a safeword.

Zorin’s confidence lasted right up until he reached the soft sleeping shorts that matched Shiloh’s shirt. It gave my worried mate too much stress, causing him to pull away from Shiloh’s lips and push his head against my shoulder. “His… I…”

Needed his Dominant Mate.

“Yes.” Doing my best to let Zorin especially feel how much I wanted to see them, I brushed my lips under his ear as I took his hand again. The combination pushed through his worries and he let me slide his hand under Shiloh’s clothing. “That’s my good mate. Feel our boy. He’s still hard for you.”

Both of you…

The faint thoughts coming through the bond had me pulsing warmth and desire back through to Shiloh.

Show your Daddy how much you want him, little Earthling. He needs you.

I wasn’t sure how much Shiloh actually got from me, but whatever he heard or felt had him spreading his legs wider and pushing his erection up into Zorin’s hand. It caused them both to moan and Zorin instinctively started to jerk off our needy boy.

“That’s right…I can feel how much he loves that.” Praising Zorin seemed to please them both but I thought Shiloh’s pleasure was fromthe way Zorin touched him as his emotions soared higher. “You’re going to make him come…can you feel that? He’s shaking and whining just for you.”

For his Daddy…but I wasn’t sure if Zorin knew that title could be used when Shiloh was not little. The number of conversations we needed to have grew at an alarming rate, but it did not seem like the time to distract either of them.

“I…please.” Shiloh’s silence finally broke as his body shook. “Please…that’s…I…”

Needed to come.

Taking what I could sense of our boy’s thoughts, I whispered to Zorin again. “Harder. Let me see you make him come.”

That had them both shaking and their bodies both worked faster as they rocked their hips. Zorin’s was going just as fast as Shiloh’s but I wasn’t sure he realized he was humping our boy. “His cock belongs to you. Make him come for me.”

Oh.

That worked better than I thought.

Shiloh’s erection was still mostly covered but I could feel his orgasm through the bond and I could see his body jerk and thrust his hips up as he cried out. He was beautiful, but whatever he sent Zorin through their bond seemed to push his Daddy into his own pleasure.

All I could do was hold them both and keep sending my desire through our bonds until they sagged into the bed and each other.

Their utter contentment lasted one long amazing moment…until they both started worrying again.

Great fates above.

“The person who starts to panic after such beautiful bonding will be punished and will not get to orgasm for days.” The firmly delivered threat had both of them going still. “Do not forget I work with my hands, so the idea of crafting something to keep errant penises locked away will not be difficult.”

Appropriate threats were not difficult either and mine got two immediate and slightly forced smiles. But while they were both overthinking my threat, they completely forgot what they’d originally planned to worry about. I was just glad to see I had understood the threats I had overheard and that they worked on my mates just as well.

I was a very good Master, and once they were secure in our bond, I was going to remind them of that on a regular basis.

Chapter 18

Shiloh

“Someone needs to be reminded that constantly changing the schedule is rude.” Daddy’s frustration had me trying to decide if I could laugh or not.

“You are just upset because you think that should be your job.” Master’s voice was very even but I could feel his delight coming through the bond as we got to the conference room just a few minutes behind everyone else.

He liked poking Daddy but after our…well…our cuddling session he seemed to be enjoying it even more. But what he hadn’t liked was the way Daddy kept dawdling. He’d made us late because of…reasons?