Good Doggy {unedited}

10: In which he gains some experience

  ^^Just because he is gorgeous :P^^

***Antreas POV***

Laying out in the sun, I chew on a weed that I gotten from the patch of grass nearby my face. A sigh leaves my lips when I hear the small pitter patter of the girl's bare feet against the grass coming my way. I am supposed to be doing office work. Actually I prefer to be doing some office work in my home office right now but the little weasel couldn't seem to keep quiet long enough for me to get anything done.

So now we are out in the back yard. Hopefully if she runs around long enough she will be able to go down for a nap...King looks up from cleaning his paws and sucks his teeth. I sigh out again.

Yeah he's right. Waiting for her to get tired will take centuries. "Ca ca." Nugget sings out next to me after she finishes gulping down mouthfuls of air from her short little run. I look over next to me to see the little girl drop yet another pink flower petal in the heap of picked flowers next to me. Ugh why won't she get that I don't like the damn things or the color pink for that matter?

Leaning forward I say firmly, "Enough Zoey. I don't like flowers. Don't pick anymore. The shit is getting an_"

"Don't curse at her!" King growled out loud in my head cutting off my words. I roll my eyes and glare at the girl in silence. As if she knows exactly what is going on, she smiles sweetly back up at me with her hands folded out in front of her. Why was I cursed in dealing with these two??

"You don't have to watch her." King snaps back grumpily. I lean back away from the child and frown, "Then who the hell would watch her?! Mrs. Anna has her own life outside of catering to me. Plus I don't like anyone else."

"Just fucking say it. Just this once. Say that you like the girl! You enjoy her annoying you. You are fond of the child. Just admit it this once." King pressed in sudden amusement. I shrug my shoulders back at him. "Why would I do that?" I ask now feeling incredibly grumpy.

Not getting laid is fucking with my Zen. My little tease of a mate isn't helping much either. Last night was amazing but also plain torture. We played. We patted, licked, and sucked heavily but there wasn't any intercourse. I could have had her. Hell I still can have her but I want her while she is drunk off of her heat. I want her so enthralled with passion that she doesn't know that I am going to mark her until it's too late.

Growling, I shift around on top of the grass again. I should take her next time. She will like it. Hell maybe she will even love it.

King rolls his eyes in my head and a doubtful snort leaves his massive snout. "Fuck you." I snap back. Hell no one else has complained before about my skills. Not bragging or anything but when you have lived a few centuries and having gone through countless lovers.... The term "skills" would be putting one's sexual prowess extremely lightly.

"You are aware that the only reason our mate tolerates your touches is due to hormones the heat is bringing on right?" King's amusement is heavy in his tone. I shrug my shoulders, "So? I will grow on her. I think I already am." I smile back confidently.

King chuckles with twinkling red eyes, "Whatever helps you rest easy my friend." He responds.

Two flower petals float down to brush my nose pulling a sneeze from me. I jerk up into a sit position and lean forward with a growl at the unfazed child. "NO MORE FLOWERS!" I roar out onto her face.  King sounds off a murderous warning growl at me, which causes me to roll my eyes and continue to glare down the girl. Nugget's bottom lip quivers as she stares back up at me with hurt filled eyes. My chest begins to grow heavy as I can now suddenly feel and witness the girl's hurt feelings.