Chapter 5 #3
“You’re mine, my pretty mate and I don’t plan on letting you go. Not now. Not ever. You’re mine for always and I intend to show you exactly what that means starting tonight.”
My pussy clenched down hard. What exactly did he mean?
“Look at me, little mate,” he said quietly.
I obeyed, trying to grapple with the way my stomach was tightening with anxious arousal.
“Tell me, little mate. What was on your mind when you woke up this morning? What did you think of when you felt the soreness between your thighs? What was the image in your head when you felt that ache between your legs with each and every step you took today?”
I whimpered with shame. I closed my eyes, too embarrassed to meet his eyes anymore.
“No. Don’t hide from me. Open your eyes,” he commanded.
His instruction blossomed over me, and I suddenly found myself wanting to do as he asked. I wanted to please him and that terrified me as much as it aroused me.
I realized it was more than a simple want after a moment.
It was a need. I needed to obey him.
I opened my eyes, and I felt my cheeks flush bright pink at the same time that my pussy clenched down tight. A trickle of my own arousal dripped down the expanse of my right inner thigh and my blush deepened at the feeling of it.
“Your cock, alpha,” I whined softly.
“Were you thinking of my cock fucking you, sweet mate?” he pressed.
“Yes, alpha,” I whispered, feeling my face flush even more deeply.
“In which of your pretty holes were you thinking about my cock, little mate?”
I blanched, a soft cry of mortification escaping me.
I had hoped he wouldn’t ask that. I’d hoped to keep that hidden from him.
I could say my mouth or my pussy, but that would be a lie and I didn’t want to lie to him.
I turned away, too overwhelmed in my shame, but he captured my chin and forced me to look back at him.
His fingers flattened and I knew that waiting much longer would test his patience and likely earn me more of his belt.
“In my bottom, alpha,” I finally answered, my voice shaking with every syllable.
“You were thinking about my promise, weren’t you?” he asked. His finger slid backwards from my pussy, only just settling over top of my bottom hole. I remembered how he’d forced that same finger inside me last night, how painful it felt, but that wasn’t all.
As punishing as it had been, it had made me feel curious.
I wanted to know more. I wanted to know what it was like.
“Yes, alpha,” I whispered, my voice hardly audible.
“Stand up for me, little mate,” he murmured.
I stood up on shaky legs. I almost lost my balance once and his arms swept around my waist, catching me and holding me steady so that I didn’t fall. I gripped his forearm with my fingers hard enough that my knuckles turned white. I released him almost as quickly as I had grabbed him.
I didn’t want to hurt him, which was quite silly when I thought about how very sore my backside was from his belt.
“Go and bend over the desk for me. Show me that needy little pussy and I might just decide to reward you,” he whispered gruffly.
I whimpered loudly—with need, with desire, with nervousness, I didn’t know.
His command flowed over me like a warm waterfall. It was like a soft tingle across the expanse of my skin, a quiet prickling of a magical link between us that seemed to grow stronger the longer I was with him.
I took a hesitant step toward the desk and then another and another. When I reached it, I slowly slid the tips of my fingers against its cool surface, trying to will at least a little bravery from somewhere deep inside me to come forth.
“Do I need to bend you over the desk myself, Ava?” he asked quietly, a subtle threat laced into every syllable.
“No, alpha,” I whispered quickly and that was more than enough to make me follow his instructions. I didn’t try to hide myself this time. I bent over the desk and spread my legs, putting my own body on display for him this time.
He stood up and even though I wasn’t facing him, I knew that he was looking at me.
I could feel his gaze on my skin, hot and smoldering and beautifully possessive.
He didn’t touch me for the longest time and every second that he made me wait made my arousal amplify tenfold.
When he finally brushed the rough pads of his fingers against my skin, I shuddered with need and a soft cry emerged from my throat that sounded deceptively like a moan and a whine combined.
It spoke to the quiet desperation surging through my veins.
I wanted his cock.
Badly.
I arched my back and I slowly realized something about myself.
I didn’t want him to ask either. I just wanted him to take me. Hard. Rough. Like the savage beast I knew him to be.
I didn’t need a man.
I needed a monster.
I needed him.
His fingers slipped in between my thighs, and I knew I was even more drenched than I was when I’d left the safety of his arms.
“Little mate…” he purred.
He didn’t have to say it. I knew it.
I heard the sound of his zipper and a shudder raced down my spine.
I gasped when the heat of his cock pressed up against my entrance, and I whined when he thrust every last inch of his cock inside me in the following seconds.
I could still feel the remaining soreness from last night in his rough claiming of my pussy, but that only added even more fuel to the fire.
He slammed into me several times and I cried out with pleasure.
My inner walls gripped tightly around him as his pelvis slapped against the sore welts on my backside.
Without thinking, I arched into his thrusts, and he clicked his tongue in disapproval.
Slowly, he slipped his cock from my pussy and replaced it with two of his fingers.
He took those thick digits and thoroughly coated them with my wetness before he pulled them free and tapped them against my bottom hole.
“I taught you a lesson with my belt, didn’t I, little mate?” he asked dangerously.
“Yes, alpha,” I answered, my voice wavering and my pussy clenching with needy fear.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson with my cock next, sweet girl,” he warned and just when I felt my stomach pitch forward anxiously, he pushed both fingers roughly into my bottom.
I wasn’t ready so there was no time to clench or try to keep him out, catching me off guard and unprepared.
I keened with the stretching burn as it billowed outward from my bottom hole, radiating up and down my spine and consuming me with its deliciously terrible pain.
He pumped those fingers in and out of me, dragging out that scorching ache as long as possible and I shivered hard beneath him. Eventually, the pain started to ebb away and the sheer power of the mind-rending pleasure that followed blew me out of the water.
“In a moment, I’m going to replace my fingers with my cock, little girl. I want you to think about that as I use them to stretch this tight little hole wide enough so that I can fuck it,” he demanded, and I shivered hard.
“Please, alpha,” I pleaded. I was no longer certain of what I was pleading for, just that I wanted more of whatever this was.
I could feel every knuckle slipping in and out of my bottom, over and over again. Thick. Rough. Painfully decadent.
My bottom tightened as I imagined what his cock might feel like instead of his fingers and my legs trembled a bit in anticipation. I chewed my lip, my clit throbbing hard, and I moaned, arching my back and taking him a bit deeper inside me with every thrust.
I couldn’t stop thinking about what was to come and when he pulled his hand free from my bottom, I sucked in a breath as a combination of fear and arousal twisted me from the inside out.
My muscles tensed as he slipped his cock back inside my pussy, using my ample wetness to coat himself.
I clenched all around him, enjoying the painful edge of pleasure as he used me as roughly as he pleased.
But then, he pulled his cock free of me and pressed it against my already sore bottom hole. I tensed with anxiety as his palm pressed against my lower back, forcing me against the desk just as he had done when he’d spanked me.
I suddenly found myself overwhelmed with the thought of how much this was going to hurt. Anxiously, I pressed my palms against the desk and tried to get up. He didn’t let me.
“I told you I was going to punish you with my cock, didn’t I?” he warned.
The tip of his cock breached my bottom hole and I gasped when he stilled. My muscles tightened around him, and a fierce scorching pain radiated through me. It intensified further and I cried out, suddenly far more nervous than I had been before.
“Yes, alpha,” I whimpered.
“I’m going to use this beautiful little hole and it’s going to hurt, sweet mate. If you’re very good, I might just allow you to come for me,” he warned and he thrust himself a bit further inside me, causing me to gasp at the roughness of it.
A strangled whine escaped me, and I bit my lower lip, trying to keep quiet as much as I could.
I focused on his words and my clit pulsed hard. With a sudden forceful thrust, he slammed the rest of his cock inside my bottom, reawakening the sizzling burn for several long seconds before it faded into a gentler pulsing soreness.
At least until he started to fuck me.
“Your bottom is so very tight, mate. I’m really going to enjoy this,” he said darkly, and my muscles clenched down hard all around him.
“Please don’t,” I begged.
“You should know that no matter how much you beg, this is only going to end with my seed dripping from this tight little hole,” he answered, and a hot shiver of desire sliced through me to the core.
His fingers wound around my hips and pulled me back from the desk just far enough so that he could reach underneath me. His fingertips ventured down just enough to capture my clit, circling it slowly as he pumped in and out of my ass.
A hard jolt of pleasure raced through me, and I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
“Oh,” I moaned, unable to keep quiet.