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And they were so cute.

We were perfect.

Chapter 13

Zorin

Being nurturing was a more interesting character trait than I had expected.

“See? I took care of your Master.” That didn’t mean I had to overthink it, though. “We’re all getting special feelings and being cared for.”

Something made Shiloh giggle, but his sense of humor was different in his little headspace. That made it difficult to understand what he found funny. “Two special mates.”

He did not seem to be including himself, making me wonder what he thought special meant. A spike of something like happiness came through my bond with Raxius but it was gone before I could attempt to define it. Whatever he thought made him glare at our submissive mate. “Naughty boy.”

How?

As Shiloh continued to giggle and shake his head like he was denying the accusation, I decided it was some kind of domination game I did not understand. If Raxius fell into the Master category, our relationships with Shiloh would look very different.

I just had to figure out what that meant.

Klynn was going to have to be more forthcoming about his research material…the English word stingy seemed to apply.

“I’m a good boy. Daddy said.” His words said good but his tone made me question him. “Kisses.”

We each got additional cheek kisses and he clapped his hands as he performed his wiggle. I managed not to groan that time, but based on the feelings coming through the bond, I thought that was seen as a challenge.

“I…I enjoy your kisses.” My response got a pleased smile from Shiloh but it had Raxius frowning deeper.

I had clearly missed some kind of emotional response or manipulation, but before I could look for behavioral clues, Raxius leaned closer to Shiloh. “Do good boys tease their Masters?”

What had Shiloh done?

Something he thought was funny was the most simplistic answer but it did not help me to narrow down the specifics.

“Yes.” He laughed as he leaned in and gave Raxius another cheek kiss. “Good boys are funny.”

What had he sent through their bond?

“I’m going to remember that later.” Raxius seemed to be doing his best to be subtle as he made threats, but Shiloh still thought they were funny and collapsed against me again.

“When you spank me.” Giggling, he hid behind his hands. “I’m Daddy’s good boy.”

Possibly?

“And Master’s naughty boy.” Raxius’ low threat further delighted Shiloh, so I didn’t feel worry about the direction their teasing had taken. “I have a very good memory for that kind of behavior.”

I could attest to that, so I nodded. “He will not forget. He will remember for years.”

Raxius seemed to be inclined to hold a grudge, as the English language described the conduct. If we had that tendency, it was encouraged out of us, but Raxius had not accepted that cultural standard. It left me to wonder what other behaviors he had been using as a screen and not fully accepting.

Sitting up, Shiloh nodded and projected seriousness. “Did you say sorry to Master? Did he give you time-out? Spanks? Some Masters spank to punish naughty mates. I don’t like that. I’m a good boy.”

Raxius made a strange sound that seemed to be called a snort. “Your Daddy’s behavior is always questionable, and no, I did not spank him. I didn’t know that was an option.”

It was not an option.

It couldn’t be.