Over the next few weeks, while the twins increased in size and intelligence, Wrathion spent his spare time sleeping in Jordan's bed with time spent fucking Elunara. Elunara figured out a schedule to rotate her husbands, her wife, and all of her side projects. She was busier than ever and having the time of her life.
One day at the yard, as Elunara cuddled Jordan, Wrathion tapped her on the shoulder. "Can I have a turn?"
With a giggle, Elunara gestured to Jordan. "Be my guest."
Wrathion grabbed Jordan's hair and made a meal of his mouth. With a deep blush, Jordan playfully pushed Wrathion away. "You know that embarrasses me."
"That's what makes it so fun." Wrathion winked, before doing the same to Elunara.
"Mm. This is giving me fun ideas. What say we--" Elunara's words were cut off as a massive beam of light lit up the northern sky. "The hell was that?"
"The Dragon Isles..." Wrathion whispered. His eyes glued to the sky, Wrathion backed up and transformed. He leapt to the sky. Laithion and Andryxia flapped their wings and tried to reach their father. "NO! Stay!" He commanded. "I will go and secure the isles for my children, then they may come."
"You can't be serious!" Jordan was aghast. "You're leaving?"
"Not for long, I swear it. I will be back for my family, after I make sure it is safe."
"What about us?"
"As a dragon, I am best equipped to scout it out. I will return when I know more. Elunara, control the children." With that, He flapped his mighty wings and was gone.
The children began to cry, reaching out as Wrathion disappeared into the sky.
"He left us..." Jordan stared after Wrathion.
Both weeping children landed on Elunara. She did her best to hug them both. "He does that all the time. He'll be back, or we'll hunt him down."
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Two weeks later, Elunara sat on his bed and watched Jordan pace like a saber cat in a cage. "Where the hell is he?" Jordan rounded on Elunara. "He should have been back by now."
"Jordan... we don't even know where the dragon isles are other than apparently north. He might not have even landed by now."
"This not knowing is somehow torture."
"I know how you feel, sugar. I guess this was what it was like when I had to disappear for a week to Darnassus and came back and it was months for you."
Jordan raked his fingers through his hair. "Yeah. It was horrible. Knowing I finally had you and couldn't be with you. It's the same all over again."
"He'll be alright. He's too arrogant to not be."
"I guess."
Elunara stood up and ran her hands up and down Jordan's shoulders. "Remember, he handled himself well in the Ny'alotha raid. He's also a big ass dragon. There's not much that can oppose him." He put her hands on either side of his face. "Come, let me distract you from your worry." She lightly brushed her lips against his.
He wrapped his hands around her waist and returned the affection. "Distract me, baby. I need it. Torment me like before."
"Mm, let's see what I have in my arsenal today." She turned and bent over to dig in the drawer beneath his bed. He grabbed her hips and bumped his crotch against her ass. With a shake of her head, she giggled. Grabbing the cuffs, she tossed them on the bed. Grabbing a couple of other things, she placed these on the bedstand.
His eyebrow shot up as he eyed her selection. "Really?"
"You'll love it, trust me."
"I always trust you, baby."
"Good." She turned to him and yanked his shirt off. Grabbing his hips, she turned him around and walked him to the bed. She pushed his pants down, before pushing him to sit on the bed. She yanked the pants off his ankles. When he laid back in the bed, she got the cuffs and attached them to the center pole of the headboard. He dutifully held up his hands and she secured the manacles to his wrists. Moving down the bed she found the cuffs attached to the end posts and clasped his ankles to those manacles. She tightened the chains, so he was splayed out. "Secure?" She grinned.
He gave a testing tug on his bonds. "Very."
"Good." She grabbed the first toy from the stand. "This is one of my other designs." She showed him the metal egg shaped toy. "Shaped for ease of insertion, and a flanged based to keep it from going too far."
"Why haven't I seen that one before?"
"Because this is meant to stay in place, and I like to move it." She coated the toy in her lube. Brushing the fingers of her free hand over his balls, she gently lifted them up and began to press the plug up into Jordan's asshole. He groaned and closed his eyes. Once it slid into place, she wiggled it. "Good?"
"Mm, yeah." He shifted his body.
"That should make things interesting for a while." Stroking the length of his dick she considered the next thing on the stand. Grabbing a black squishy ring, she grinned at him.
"What's that for?"
"Technically, they make you harder for longer."
"Baby, I don't need that with you."
"Oh, I know, but this is for my own amusement."
"Well, in that case." He laughed.
Stretching out the little ring, she tucked the first testicle in before getting the other one in. Once those were secure, she stretched the ring over his dick. She started to stroke him up and down, her fingers trailing over the tip of his dick, before stroking down to the balls. She leaned down and licked the tip of him as he groaned. When she was satisfied by how hard he was, she reached for her next object.
He eyed the feather in her hand. "Suddenly, I'm not so sure."
Her grin was a little feral. "You can always ask for me to stop."
He swallowed hard. "I'm up for the challenge."
"Good boy." She ran the feather down his chest, and he gasped as he shivered. "One more thing."
"Oh, gods, what now?"
She dug in the drawer again and pulled out a blindfold. His eyes went wide. She secured it behind his head and when she was certain it was in place, she licked her lips. "Let's begin." She brushed her lips against his and trailed the feather along his jaw.
"Baby..." He groaned.
Next, she ran the feather from wrist to elbow, while softly running her lips along the other arm. She twirled the feather in the crook of his elbow, and he shivered as the muscles flinched. She kissed his jawline, as she moved the feather further down his arm. At his arm pit, she twirled the feather again.
He flinched and shifted and struggled against his bonds. "Oh, gods."
Lifting the feather off his skin, she moved it to his jaw and flicked the little feather against the skin of his jaw while she sucked on the other side of his neck. The feather went down the jaw and to the hollow of his collar bone. With her free hand, she pinched and twisted his nipple, before bending down to suck on it.
He gasped. "Baby, you're killing me."
"You asked." She grinned as she twirled the feather around his other nipple. "Do you want me to stop?"
"Hell no."
"Good boy." She licked his nipple flat while tormenting the other with the feather. Gentle as a whisper she tracked the nipple with her tongue, before gently sucking on it. When the nipple was taught and hard, she squeezed it with her teeth.
With a sharp gasp, he wiggled against her. "If my hands were free..."
"Not a chance." She moved the feather farther down his body, tickling his belly as it flexed and shivered under her. She placed her lips on his stomach.
He struggled and bucked. "Oh, gods. Oh, gods. Oh, gods."
She bit his stomach, and then twirled the feather over the bite. She licked, kissed, and teased as he fought the bonds holding him tight. She giggled and moved further down, dragging the feather with her as she tormented his belly. Just above the main hair line of his crotch, she moved the feather back and forth.
As the muscles flinched and shivered, he rocked his head back and forth. "When will it end?"
"When I take pity on you." Skipping his crotch completely, she trailed the feather up and down the inside of his thigh while her fingers trailed around the other thigh. He wiggled and tried to close his legs, to no avail. Down went the feather to his ankle, and soon to the bottom of his foot. He tried to move but didn't get very far.
"Ah! Not the feet! Not the feet!"
"Hm?"
"Please, baby, not the feet."
She drifted the feather back to his ankle. "Too sensitive?"
"Yeah. It just... can we go back to the rest. I want to come so bad right now."
"Oh, really? Is that so?" She ran the feather up his leg as he shivered and twitched.
"Baby, I would have already exploded if not for that infernal band around my package." He flopped his head back on the pillow.
Her grin was feral, but he couldn't see it. She flicked the feather on that upside down v at the head of his dick. His whole body flexed and twitched. "I guess I can move on to my favorite appendage." She softly ran the feather up and down his dick, before twirling it on his balls. Her free hand stroked his dick up and down, as she leaned forward and gently licked the tip.
"Oh, gods. Please, please, I beg of you, let me come."
"No." She shifted on the bed so that she was straddling his leg. She sat down and rubbed her wet pussy on his thigh, as the feather twirled into the hair on his balls. She bent down as she slid back down his leg, licking the tip. She used the feather to rub around the edges of the cock ring while he gasped and groaned, struggling against her and bucking his hips.
He tried to shift his leg up against her crotch. "I just want to come." He whimpered.
With one finger she traced the ring. "You want this gone?"
"Please."
"Will you be a good boy for me?" She tugged on the ring.
"Yes. Yes, I'll be a good boy."
"Do anything I ask?" She twirled the feather around the butt plug.
"Anything."
"Promise?" She wiggled the plug, pulling it slightly out, before pushing it back in.
He gasped. "I promise!"
"Alright, if you insist." She tugged the ring and stretched it out, freeing him from the confines of it and he exploded into the air. "Mm, I guess it was restricting you a little more than expected."
"Expected?" He lifted his head, though he still could not see.
"Maybe a little bruising..."
"Bruising?!" The panic was evident in his voice.
"You'll be fine." She kissed the side of his dick. "I just need a larger band for you."
"Elunara..."
Laughing, she pulled the blindfold off him. "See? You're fine. Just a little purple where the blood pooled at the base of your dick."
"Gods."
She brushed her lips against his. "So, enjoy yourself?"
"Immensely." He grinned at her. "Who knew."
"I did." She grinned back. "So, what's with the feet?"
He stared at her for a minute. "Oh! Injury from childhood. Let's just say, my dumbass saw a firewalker at the Darkmoon Faire one year and thought it would be fun to try. So, I jumped in both feet, and now I have damage to the bottoms of my feet."
"Ouch."
He wiggled. "This is fun and all, but now I really have to pee."
"Ok." She moved off of him.
"Uh little help here?"
She blinked a moment before uncuffing his wrists. "Right, I forget you can't pick locks like I can." She unhooked his ankles next.
He grabbed her and made a meal of her mouth. "Mm, thank you."
"For?"
