"You sonnuva—" Lyden charged forward, but Brooke's hand held him back. She was only half her husband's size, but she was also a mermaid assassin and much stronger than him.
"He's taunting you in the hopes of getting free from Gloria," Brooke told him. "Catch a fairy by the wings and their magic is almost useless. Don't play his game."
Eldon didn't think his magical lightning had felt useless when it struck him, but he kept that to himself. He watched as his dad forced himself to relax. Lyden closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before nodding to his redheaded wife. "Thank you," he whispered, though it carried easily in the nearly silent car.
"Well," Oberon's smile remained on his face as he turned to Eldon, "I know that two brothers have tasted from that piece-of-ass-on-the-bed's wellspring of lust, and the mermaid has had her son's cock deep inside her sweet red pussy. I witnessed the debauchery myself. Took all my self-control not to join into the orgy."
