Chapter 34
Braun
I could see the moment everything hit him.
His breath caught in his throat and his pupils went wide, but instead of overthinking or worrying, my sexy mate surprised me. His hands came up between us, but instead of caressing me or holding me tight, his fingers dug into my sides.
I was even more ticklish than Emeric, but as I squealed like a cub, he did a complete one-eighty and dashed off down the trail.
Sexy as fuck.
“Oh, naughty mate. What am I going to do with you?” He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to laugh or moan, but either response would’ve been fun to me. “You definitely need to be punished.”
Moan.
The moan won, but I didn’t take advantage of it and waited while he ran through the woods.
The mage who’d made his locket had also double-checked the pack land as well as the park, and every spell designed to keep cubs and tourists safe were still in place.
Tonight, I wasn’t just worried about a tourist getting distracted and doing something stupid.
It was about keeping my mate safe while adrenaline was pumping through his body.
Making him run faster.
Making his heart pound.
Making his cock even harder.
Making his overworked brain come to a complete halt.
But to do that, he needed to run and to feel how wonderful it would be to be stalked, so I gave him a head start. That didn’t mean I was quiet, though. No. Fucking with him would be much more fun, so I called out, making sure my voice carried. “Such a naughty slut…running from your punishment?”
With the locket on, I knew he could hear me but his movements were still very clear to me…including how it’d made him suck in a breath.
“Don’t worry, slut. I’ll find you.” Alternating between running and walking as quietly as I could, I kept teasing him with my words.
Dorian was brilliant in a lot of ways, but he’d never even been camping.
There was no way he’d be able to tell where my voice was coming from, much less remember where I’d been when he’d started to run.
All that sexy adrenaline doing wonderful things to my mate.
He was breathing hard, but I was following the wonderful candied bacon smell through the woods. I’d have been able to follow that no matter how far away he was. He was my mate and I was Alpha. There was nothing on this earth or beyond with the Ancestors that would keep him from me.
I’d let him try, though.
“Do you remember what I’m going to do to you, my mate?”
Spank him.
Yep.
That squeak said he remembered it too.
Shifting to the left, I moved deeper off the trail and followed the sweet, smokey flavor that trailed after my sexy mate.
“I’m going to have to bend you over and bare that sexy ass, my mate.” Making a tsking sound as I lowered my voice, I inched closer as he stopped to rest against a tree and catch his breath. “You’ll be helpless and naked but it’s what you need.”
He was technically out of my sight on the other side of a large tree, but I knew he’d be wide-eyed with his chest heaving.
One.
Two.
And he was off again.
Fuck. He smelled so good I had to give my dick a squeeze as I let him race off.
He might’ve thought he had a plan or that he was blindly running through the pack land, but all it took to steer him in the right direction was snapping a twig at the right moment and teasing him so he’d run in the opposite direction.
“Making your Alpha chase you is a dangerous game, slut.” Letting him hear the desire in my voice, I turned him again as it must’ve felt like I’d appeared out of thin air. “It’s going to make catching you all the more fun.”
Desire radiated from him but there was the faintest spice of fear every time I got close enough to scare him. It was like adding just enough heat to a dish to make him crave even more. But we were quickly approaching perfection because squeaks of surprise had turned into needy whimpers.
So when he was right where I wanted him, I pushed a burst of speed and came up behind him, wrapping my arms around him. Dorian’s cry was one of the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard because it came with a flash of desire and his entire body tensed like he was one stroke away from coming in his pants.
Sexy as fuck.
“Caught you.” The whispered words had his hips jerking and he whined as he tried to catch his breath. “Naughty, naughty mate.”
I was never going to be able to cook bacon again without getting hard as fuck.
“How am I going to correct this bad behavior?” That had his legs going wobbly, so I swept him up in my arms as I moved silently through the trees. “Have you already forgotten? Oh, that’s going to make it even worse. Maybe you don’t want to come?”
His breath caught in his throat but the way he pressed his face into my neck said it wasn’t out of fear. “You…you have to spank me.”
“That’s right.” Patting his bottom as I moved us the last few feet, I was glad I’d caught him before he’d run headfirst into the camp I’d set up for us. “The first rule in correcting a naughty slut’s behavior is to make the consequences memorable.”
He was so lost in the fantasies in his head and probably just getting his racing heart under control, he didn’t notice anything around us until we stepped under the gauzy fabric that was shaped like a tent in some kind of dirty Arabian Nights kind of fantasy.
“Oh.” Dorian sucked in a breath, but before he could take it all in, I had his pants down and his cock in my hands.
As he moaned, I made a tsking sound and shook my head. “Needy boy. You’re hard and already leaking. I knew we needed to work on your behavior but this is shocking.”
And sexy.
He had no idea what to say so just whined and leaned into me as I gave it a few too-light strokes. “Please…I…”
“Yes, it’s time to fix this bad behavior.” Giving him a soft peck on the cheek, I moved us down to the mattress that was laid on the bottom of the tent before he could process anything besides what was coming next.
My hand on his ass.
Letting him think would only make it harder for him to relax, so I quickly brought my hand down a few times to keep his brain from doing something silly like questioning what we were doing.
It was definitely the right decision based on the way he moaned and how his body melted into me after each flash of pain.
His body would jerk but then would go completely boneless as I ran my hand over the tender skin. Spacing each spank out kept the hot pleasure going and him just off-kilter enough for his desire to spike even higher.
By the time he was beautiful and pink, he was humping my lap and whining as he tried to widen his legs. “I…please…I…”
That seemed to be all he could get out, but it was enough to know it was time to shift playtime in a different direction. So I gave him one good spank right over the center of his ass and let out a low, growled-out order. “No, slut. Who does this needy body belong to?”
Oh, that moan would live rent free in my head forever.
And whatever he was thinking was distracting enough that he didn’t hear the lube I snuck out of the bag beside the bed.
“You…it…I’m….” Whining in frustration, he pushed his ass up and hid his face against the bed. “Please, Sir. I’ll be good.”
Oh…that was very good and deserved a reward, so I slid one slicked finger right into him and into his prostate.
Bingo.
He cried out again as he clenched around me, but he managed not to come. “That’s. I’m. You’re. Yes. Good slut. Yes.”
Every time I thought he couldn’t get sexier, he amped it up again.
“That’s right.” Shifting to fucking him slowly, I let his body relax and turned the pleasure to something warmer and gentler. “You’re going to be my good slut.”
And at the moment that meant moaning for me and letting me stretch his needy entrance.
His patience was running low and his desire still running high, so he wasn’t going to let me drag out sinking deep into him.
Two fingers were his limit and it was actually more time than I thought I would get without him coming.
Once his whines turned frustrated and desperate, though, I eased my fingers out and gave him another spank. “On your knees, slut.”
His brain was too scrambled for much, but I managed to get his clothes off as he pushed up onto all fours and then onto his knees. He had a wild look in his eyes but his cock was hard as a rock as he knelt beside me, naked and beautiful and desperate. “Good slut.”
One caress of my hand down his face had his eyes closing and his dick jumping for attention. “I… Yes… That…”
Whatever he thought he’d said added spice back to his sweet smell and had precum slicking up the head of his cock. He was barely holding on to reality and I knew subspace was calling to him, but he forced his eyes to stay on me as I sat up on the mattress.
Freeing my dick from my pants had him licking his lips and letting out another soft, needy moan.
The naked versus clothed thing was clearly a good choice.
So I palmed my cock as I grabbed his neck with my free hand, which had him slipping into stunned silence as his muscles quivered. “Who do you belong to?”
“You…” As the sighed-out answer trailed off, I whirled him around and positioned him on all fours on the bed. “Alpha…”
“That’s right.” Nudging his knees further apart got another moan from him and I knew he was imagining wonderfully dirty thoughts. “I’m your Alpha and everyone is going to see it.”
Ha.
He’d thought I’d forgotten.
My naughty mate sucked in a breath and nearly came.
I could feel the way his body was barely holding back his orgasm as I slowly pressed the head of my dick against his entrance.
It was like he was strung so tight he was ready to snap, and he gave me the most incredible sounds as I eased inside him and his desperation skyrocketed.