going to be hard, but they’ll do anything for you, as any of our men would do for us.” Suzanne grabbed a roll and nibbled on it.
“It’s weird, most of our men are very dominant. Hell, Dominic is used to having slaves around him, yet with all this going around, all four of my men have surrounded me giving me anything. I hate to say it…” She leaned in close to the center of the table, all of them moved closer.
“I even went so far as to disobey each one the other day, I even put hot sauce in the eggs Cecil gave me to give Dominic the other morning, but nothing. Hell, it’s been three weeks, and not a one of them has spanked me!” Suzanne pouted.
“I mean, how am I supposed to concentrate on things, when I’m thinking of ways to get them to, well, return to normal a little? Rather, what’s normal for them?” Suzanne mumbled the last part, slumping back in her chair.
“You’re not the only one. Tug and Rory both have been acting different, as if I’m going to break. Jeez, I’d like to take a frying pan to their heads.” Cecil laughed. “I did the hot pepper sauce in Tug’s beer the other night. He just laughed and said. “Nice joke.’” Cecil slumped down in her chair.
Jaycee tapped her fingers on the table. “Shelly and I have the same problem. Well me. more so with the babies. Even Marsha has gone out of her way to tell all of my men I’m fine, and it’s okay to have normal sex for us. But no, nada, nothing.”
Lissa listened, then frowned. “Do you think maybe with all the stress that they, you know, can’t do anything right now? Damn, and I wanted to…” Suzanne shook her head.
“No they can perform, they just choose not to be on the rougher side with us. They save that for their other mates.” Suzanne snarled. “They’re putting us on a shelf, like we are some fragile things. I’m surprised they haven’t come barging in here looking for us. But don’t worry. Temmra has blocked them from hearing what we’re talking about.”
“Maybe they need to hear what you’re saying.” Lissa grabbed a roll, took a bite, and moaned. “Damn, Cecil these are amazing. If anything we could have a giant orgasm on her food alone. “
Jaycee grabbed another roll. “Shit, I think I already did when she made the chocolate mousse last night, but Suzanne is right. I’m tired of the shelf life, I want more, damn it.”
The door to the kitchen slammed open, Remi and Dane came in. “You want more what? What are you complaining about now?” Dane frowned and glanced around the room. “What has all of you in an uproar? The hostility in this room is thick.”
“We shouldn’t have to ask or beg, but damn it, what the hell is it with you guys? I swear ever since we got to Michigan, all of you have been acting like we’re made out of porcelain or something.” Jaycee snarled, and bit down on a roll.
Dominic, Tug, Rory, Granger, Clayton, Bo and Castor joined the other men in the kitchen and surrounded their chairs. Lissa smirked and relaxed back in her chair, waiting for the shit to fly.
“Don’t you smirk, Lissa, just you wait. I bet all of your men will treat you the same way. Maybe we need to find some men that are willing to give us…” Suzanne jumped out of her chair and ran around the table as Dominic snarled and tried to catch her.
“You even think of getting another man, and I’ll tie you to the bed, do you hear me?” Dominic nodded and Blair captured Suzanne, throwing her over his shoulder, swatting her ass.
“Well then damn it, stop treating me like a doll! When was the last time you spanked me, or even flogged me?” Suzanne whispered the last words.
“Don’t you want me anymore? I thought I was supposed to be your slave?” Blair yelled and dropped Suzanne, as she ran for the door. Blair ran as he patted his ass, smoke filled the room. “Never make a female dragon pissed.” Suzanne laughed, and then tore out of the room. Her mates ran after her.
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