Chapter Thirteen
Nikki
Dark clouds bunch along the ridgeline, gathering like a curtain being pulled across the sky. The air is cooling fast, and though I know from living in the mountains most of my life we still have plenty of time to get back to town, the storm brewing inside of Reed is loud and clear.
“Bend over on that picnic table.” His tone is lowered and his pace is metered as he stands feet shoulder-width apart, his gaze locked on me.
I narrow my brows playfully. “What? Why?”
“I told you, I’m going to spank that little ass for being so naughty.”
“Naughty?” I laugh playfully, though I’d be lying if I said my stomach wasn’t turning with anticipation and anxiety. “When was I naughty?”
“Don’t play dumb, kitten.”
I land my hands on my hips defiantly as my clit throbs. I’m not sure why I love Reed’s daddy voice so much, but it’s hot as hell the way he gets all grumpy and starts making demands. “You’re being ridiculous. It doesn’t matter what Kade thinks.”
“It matters,” Reed groans and stalks forward, his dark eyes on me, “because you’re mine. You’re mine, and I need everyone to fucking know.”
“Why?” I whisper, staring up at him, pussy twitching at the raw masculinity putting on a show. “Why do we need everyone to know? The second the world knows, whatever we have is over.”
“Over?” he scoffs, pausing for a long moment as though he’s trying to reconcile what I’m saying. “This is never over, kitten. You belong to me.”
I run my gaze over his massive, inked-up frame, my thighs squeezing together instinctively in an effort to quell the urges bubbling up again.
Lord, I’m into this man. He’s everything.
Big, protective, possessive, smart, funny, good in bed, and there’s a quiet confidence about him that says he’s used to being in control, that he’s used to leading, like I can trust him the way I always have, but this is different.
This decision affects more than just us.
“The second we start telling people,” I say, twisting my hair to the side, “the spell we’re under is going to break.”
He wrinkles his brows dramatically. “This isn’t a spell. I love you, kitten. I’ve loved you for so fucking long.”
“And you know I love you too, but we’d both be crazy to ignore the realities facing us, Reed. Rugged Mountain is small. The people are sweet, but they’re very traditional. Everyone knows us. How could we ever feel normal there again?”
His teeth lock together. “Then we leave town, I don’t fuckin’ know, but this… this is why you’re getting a spanking.” He lifts me up onto his shoulder and carries me toward the picnic table on the opposite side of the campsite, boots crunching across the gravel as a breeze pushes between the pines.
Though I know a punishment is coming, I’ve never felt so light, so feminine, so wanted.
When we’re at the table, he settles me on the worn wood top, my knees digging into the thick, flaking cracks in the wood as he flips up the back of my dress, showing my bare ass to every fairy and gnome in the forest.
“Tell Daddy why you’re sorry,” he growls as he drags his rough palm over my ass and between my thighs, his finger sweeping my sopping seam.
“There are other people out here, Reed! Kade told us when he was leaving!”
“The whole fucking world should see this. That’s the point. Now tell Daddy why you’re being punished.”
My thighs are already shaking, and while I hate that I’ve been naughty, I’m excited for my punishment. I’m excited for him to lose control again, for his need to overtake his sensibilities, for him to take me.
“I didn’t let Daddy claim me in front of his friend,” I say softly.
“And what happens when you don’t let Daddy claim you?” Reed growls.
My pussy twitches. “I get a spanking.”
“That’s right, little girl.” He wallops my ass with a hard swat, a hot, burning, stinging sensation blooming on my skin.
“What else, little kitten? Why else is Daddy punishing you?” He scrubs his rough hand down over me again, rubbing circles over the spot he’s just made red, then slides between my legs and onto my dripping seam.
I scan my brain for any other reason I could possibly be punished, but nothing is coming to me, so I shrug. “I don’t know, what?”
He huffs low and surprises me with another thump, sending strong vibrations over my ass and through my pussy.
“How about that date you went on last night with the asshole?” He spanks me again, his voice gritty as he says, “Or the fact that I picked you up wearing his goddamn flannel.” Spank after spank lands against my ass, each one harder than the last, sending shots of pleasure straight to my clit.
“Jesus Christ, kitten.” Reed kisses my bare bottom, lingering on the heated spots that are still stinging. “I love seeing my marks on you. Now tell me you’re mine.” He turns me toward him and lifts me off the table, wrapping my legs around his waist before leaning in for a soft, sweet kiss.
I want to repeat the words for him. I want to believe they’re true, the way I did when I was in the tent, but out here in the real world, those words terrify me.
“Say it,” he growls low under his breath. “Say it, or I’ll take you somewhere far away, lock you up, and never let you leave. I swear to fucking God, we’ve crossed a line here, kitten. We can’t go back. I’m not going back.”
I stare toward him a second longer, my hand on the side of his face as my sopping pussy rubs against his T-shirt. He’s right. As hard as all this is going to be, there’s no going back now. I couldn’t stay away from him if I tried. “I’m yours,” I say, my lips pressing against his. “Always.”
“Say it again,” he growls, unbuckling his jeans with one hand as he holds me in place with the other. “Tell me again who you belong to.”
“You,” I manage, heart racing as he sits on the edge of the picnic table and lowers me onto his hard cock. “I belong to you.”
His eyes roll back as I sink onto him, my pussy struggling to take his thick cock inside of me.
“That’s right. Bounce on Daddy’s lap like a good, little girl.
” His tone is ragged as he thrusts upward, pressing the thickest part of his girth inside of me over and over again, thrust after thrust, moan after moan, until he tugs at the top of my dress and grips hold of my breast, his teeth scraping across my nipple as he squeezes and growls.
“Reed, there are people out here, remember? We should probably go inside the tent. Plus, Kade has security cameras. He can probably see this.”
“Nothing to see here, kitten. Just an innocent little girl bouncing on her daddy’s lap. That’s all.” He pops me up faster, watching my tits fall with each rebound.
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan breathlessly, holding tight to his strong shoulders as I grind.
“Good girl. You know Daddy can’t stop now, right? Not when he’s so deep inside his little kitten.” He growls out as I grind faster. “That’s right, my baby. Show Daddy how sorry you are.”
Oh God, my clit throbs and my entire body shakes with need. The same way it did in the tent last night. The same way it did when he lifted me up against the wall and licked me.
I know what’s coming next.
I lean my head forward against his lips, our tongues tangling, our moans gathered and swallowed as I grind, twist, and bounce on Daddy’s lap, desperate to release, desperate for every muscle in my body to give into him.
His big hands dig into my hair and he yanks back, using the fistful to control the speed that I move. “Give into it, kitten. Give Daddy what he wants.”
There’s a rumble in the distance, and rain begins to sprinkle down, the floodgates opening as I explode on Reed’s thick cock.
“That’s a good girl,” he growls. “Give it to Daddy just like that.”
My pussy contracts around his cock, and though I want to keep grinding, my muscles are contracting too quickly.
I’ve lost control of all functional movement.
This seems to do it for him, though, because seconds later, he’s thrusting upward into me and growling out in pleasure…
just in time to see my father’s truck rolling into the campground.