Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
My Wren swallowed around me, feeling pleased and confident like he had captured his prey, taking my cum and continuing his firm suckling until I was utterly spent and relaxing against the head of the bed.
Making me orgasm or just having a soft penis in his mouth seemed to help his mind find words again but they were all random and a mix of little and grown-up things. Giving me something else to focus on besides how incredible his lips were around my overly sensitive penis was helpful, though.
My cock was better than a binkie.
He was tired.
He wanted dessert.
He was going to brag about bathtime.
Diapers were soft.
The bed was lumpy.
He wanted pancakes for breakfast.
Binkies should come in penis shapes.
I wasn’t sure why they didn’t but before I could decide what headspace would be appropriate for asking, his thoughts finally slowed again until they were nearly silent and he was barely stroking the head of my cock with his lips.
Thank the ancestors.
When he was down to just barely tickling me with his tongue and his mind was silent, I gently eased my cock out of his mouth and slid the binkie back in. He shifted and scrunched his face up, but quickly slid back into a deep sleep where I could barely sense dreams floating around at the back of his mind.
He was beautiful and tender and even lost in his dreams I could still feel his love coming through the bond…and that was what I would spend our last night on Earth focusing on…not my fears of going through the gate, his safety, or what would happen in our future.
No, there were much more incredible things to focus on and I was going to spend every moment we had together remembering them.
Chapter 25
Wren
“Getting enough sleep and little time has made your behavior questionable, my mate.”
No, it was definitely because of the gate and cranky people and just a bit too much excitement.
“I’m going to another planet, Daddy.”
That meant I got to be a tiny bit naughty.
“The British people who speak another weird kind of English call it being cheeky. That’s a better word than naughty.”
Daddy’s mental sigh made me smile.
“There should not be several versions of English, my mate. You have at least three versions based on what I have seen in your media.”
Daddy watched too much TV when I’d been doing boring meeting stuff without him…and when I’d fallen asleep too early at night. But at least he wasn’t worried about our weather any longer.
“We’re just going to have to learn all of them together so we can give them to anyone else coming across.”
Daddy was pretending to be relaxed as he gave me a silly glare.
“Do not wish more visitors on us, my mate. The ones that may have already crossed may be causing diner men-level havoc somewhere in your country.”
Technically that was a possibility but I thought the chances were low.
“They haven’t ended up on the news yet.”
And the one we’d heard rumors about had figured out how to get work under the table, so he couldn’t be too big of a pain in the ass.
No, the current pain in the butt who wouldn’t stop causing problems was Pierce.
Be careful.
Don’t drive anyone crazy.
Did you sign me up for a job?
He was so high-maintenance he’d even managed to distract us and keep me from having fun time with Daddy earlier.
“He is worried about you, my mate.”
Oops.
Daddy’s tone made me feel slightly guilty but then Pierce glared at everyone again and it poofed away like magic.
“Family’s hard but I’ll remember he’s worried.”
That made Daddy happier but soon we were both distracted by the portal. We came around a corner in the trail and there it was.
Amazing.
“We’re here.” We’d done it. We were going through the portal. I was going to another planet. “I can’t wait to meet your family.”
They were going to love me and Daddy was going to stop worrying about everything and it was all going to be amazing.
Besides, they would never be as nuts as my mother so it was going to be a piece of cake.
Big, yummy Kenzie cake.
Agent Murphy couldn’t seem to distinguish cake-excited from the naughty kind because he sighed and started grumbling again. “Are they going to keep their clothes on this time? There’s no closet.”
Daddy was right…he needed to learn to knock.
And to stop grumbling when he wanted attention.
But Klynn seemed to think it was cute based on how he was watching the cranky human as he eased his way out of the woods as discreetly as he could. He’d done his best to stay as far away as he could right up until he’d met Agent Cranky Pants.
Yep, nothing going on there.
“Clothes on for now, Daddy, but later you’re mine.” I said it just loud enough for Agent Cranky to glare again and for Klynn to inch closer to him.