Chapter 5
There is a sharp clap of flesh meeting flesh, followed by my own shrill cry of shock and pain. The sting is only brief, however, and it quickly fades into a warm, tingling sensation shaped like Knar’s big hand.
“That,” he says, “was for wandering off into the woods alone.”
I try to squirm off his lap, but I know it’s futile. Knar is far stronger than me, and his other hand easily keeps me pinned in place. All I can do is yelp and kick my legs as the alpha continues my spanking.
The second blow lands on my other cheek, spreading the fire evenly across both sides of my ass.
“That’s for running around with alphas.”
“No fair!” I shout. “I’m a grown-up now. I can run around with whomever I—”
Smack!
“And that’s for sassing your pack leader.”
Big Bjor is still kneeling beside me, holding my hand. He gives it a little squeeze and gently brushes the hair out of my eyes. The combination of that gentle touch with Knar’s rough punishment is really messing with my head. Hard and soft. Hot and cold. Source.
I look up into Bjor’s deep brown eyes, and I know that I am safe. If he suspected Knar was really hurting me, he would put a stop to this. The only reason he’s allowing it to continue is because he knows…
He knows I want this.
Oh Source, why do I—
Smack!
The fourth blow is harder than the ones that came before. It jolts my body and drives the breath from my lungs in a startled gasp. My bottom burns in the aftermath. Tears well.
“That’s for putting yourself and others in harm’s way,” Knar says. “And this… this is for making us jealous.”
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Three swats in quick succession, one for each of my daddies. My cheeks jiggle with every rough impact. My face heats with shame.
“Damn,” a voice chuckles behind me. Renn’s. “I don’t believe I’ve ever seen an ass that red.”
I turn around and try to look, but it’s impossible to get a good view.
“I wish I could see.”
Renn’s chuckling stops.
“You do?”
I nod.
Renn’s smirk disappears for a fraction of a second. Then it comes flashing back again, not just a smirk anymore, but a full-on fox’s grin.
“That can be arranged…”
He crosses the room to the little table beside my bunk and retrieves the shard of mirror I keep there. Then he returns and holds it up so I can see my own punished backside. I swallow a gasp, and blush.
Renn wasn’t lying; my ass really is red. Or perhaps pink is a better word. A deep, vibrant pink, like the wild azalea flowers I sometimes see growing in the forest.
Knar gently brushes his hand over my bottom. He grabs one side and gives it a firm squeeze. The skin blanches briefly under his grip, then flushes red again as he releases it.
“Take a good look,” he growls. “This is what happens to omegas who misbehave.”
“Oh,” I whisper. “Is that all?”
Now why did I have to go and say that? Why, why, why…?
I cannot see Knar’s smile in the mirror-shard, but I can hear it when he speaks, and it sends an icy tingle racing down my spine.
“Hardly,” he says. “I’m not finished with you, little omega. In fact, I’m just getting started.”
And that’s when the real punishment commences. Knar is merciless, unrelenting. He does not give me a chance to catch my breath between blows, but he delivers them one right after another, jolting a series of helpless cries from my trembling lips.
Oh Source…
Something is happening SMACK! inside me. It’s like that fluttering SMACK! I felt in my tummy, only it’s not SMACK! in my tummy anymore. It’s lower SMACK! down now, deep within my SMACK! core, and it’s growing SMACK! stronger with every SMACK! touch of Knar’s SMACK! brutal SMACK! hand.
“Daddy!” I try to say. “Wait!”
But the words don’t make it past the sudden tightness in my throat. All that comes out is a shameful whimper of—
SMACK!
And then the feeling isn’t just inside me anymore. It’s spilling out from between my legs on a tide of wet slick that stains my thighs and fills the air with the hot scent of feminine need. My heart skips as I finally realize what’s happening to me.
The spanking stops. Knar freezes. All three alphas do. For a moment, the room is deadly silent. Then I hear them sniffing the air.
Smack.
Knar strikes me one last time, but not with his hand. This time, the blow is to my belly, and it is delivered by the long, hard thing that has suddenly awoken between the alpha’s legs.
“Daddy?” I whisper.
“Eri?”
Knar flips me over so I’m lying face up on his lap. He stares down at me with a strange look in his eyes. Bjor scooches in close and leans over to get a better look.
“Source,” he rumbles. “Look at her pupils. She’s…”
“In heat,” Knar finishes.
I open my mouth to deny what he just said, but before I can get any words out, a wave of arousal surges through me, arching my back and forcing a desperate whine from my lips. My nipples are two pebbles inside my top. My sex pulses with need.
“No shit she’s in heat,” Renn says. “Don’t need to see her pupils to know that. I can fucking smell it.”
He’s standing at my feet, staring down at me with a look of raw hunger in his eyes. The front of his loincloth is sticking straight out, and it reminds me a bit of those goofy boys from earlier today—but with one massive difference:
The thing hidden behind Renn’s loincloth is bigger.
Much bigger.
Slowly, he sinks to his knees in front of me. At some point, my legs have fallen open, and before it occurs to me to close them again, Renn is between them, blocking them with his muscular frame. He grabs the front of my loincloth, starts to lift…
“Wait!” I shout, pushing it back down again.
Knar and Bjor both grab my wrists, one apiece, and gently pull my hands away.
“Shh,” Bjor soothes. “We can’t help you if you don’t let us look.”
“H-help me?” I murmur.
Bjor nods.
Renn raises my loincloth again, and this time I am powerless to stop him. I have no choice but to lie back and watch as he carefully pulls the leather flap from between my legs, exposing the dripping need between them.
“Fuck,” Renn says almost reverently. “That’s the most beautiful little cunt I’ve ever seen.”
I experience a prickle of jealousy at those words. They imply that Renn has seen others before mine, and I don’t like that for some reason.
But he also said mine was the prettiest—and that I do like.
Renn reaches down and glides the ball of his thumb along my slit, gathering the secretions leaking there. I moan softly at that forbidden touch—then gasp as Renn lifts his moistened thumb to his mouth and sucks it clean.
His eyes roll back white, and he groans with pure pleasure.
He starts to lower his face between my legs.
Knar’s free hand darts out and catches the younger alpha by the hair, stopping him at the last second, with his mouth mere inches from my sex. Renn snarls at the interruption, and Knar snarls back, twice as fierce.
“Easy,” the pack leader says. “I don’t want to kick your ass over an omega, but I will if I have to.”
He looks at me, and for the first time I become aware of the effort he’s exerting to maintain control. If he were any other alpha, he would already have me spread and knotted. The thought sends another swell of arousal crashing through me. He pets my hair back with a trembling hand.
“Do you want this, Eri?” he whispers. “Do you want Renn to relieve your need?”
I bite my lip. Source, this is so wrong.
Renn is almost like a big brother to me.
I shouldn’t want him to put his mouth down there.
I shouldn’t want him to make me come. And the truth is, I don’t want it—I need it, like I need water, like I need air.
But I’m too ashamed to say that out loud, so I don’t.
Instead, I just lift my pelvis slowly, and press my lips to his.