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CHAPTER FIVE

Visla

My clit pulsed as Khol kneaded and smacked my ass again. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I was turned on from being thrown across his lap and spanked as punishment for acting out and cutting him. But was I responding to him or was I just horny as hell to begin with?

I knew the moment he came back into the hut after leaving me for a couple of hours to go to a meeting. I was only pretending to be asleep when he stood by the bedside watching me. I was fully aware the whole time he undressed and showered. While watching the silhouette of his shadows behind the glass shower walls, my imagination ran wild. And suddenly I was envisioning what he looked like without all the clothes and armor.

Squeezing my legs together was no use. As if my sex had a mind of its own, my juices melted from me. My bare ass tingled as he rubbed it with his thick, calloused palms. Each time his fingers grazed my pussy, I failed to hold back my moans. My body responded. My instincts told me I shouldn’t feel this way for an alien hordesman I barely knew. Yet, I ached for his touch like I fought earlier for freedom to no avail.

Beneath my belly, he became hard. His erection was thick and turgid, pushing against my side.

He pushed his hand up my back, pushing my underdress with it. My whole backside was exposed to him. Gods, he was going to smack me hard again.

“If I…if I say I’m sorry, will you let me go?” I mumbled, as he kneaded the tension from my back.

I had never had anyone stroke me like this. No one had ever touched me like this. No one would dare spank me either.

“No,” he said.

“You want me to beg then?”

“No.” He kneaded the area in my back right above my ass, cinching my waist in with his big meaty hands.

“Then what do you want from me?”

“I told you, I haven’t decided,” he replied.

I could almost envision the smug look on his handsome face as he said it.

Khol pressed his thumb against my clit and a moan tore from my throat.

“Why are you doing this to me? Touching me in that place?” I asked.

“Because you like it.”

I couldn’t deny that I enjoyed his touch. I could’ve told him another lie and told him I felt nothing, but I pressed my lips shut. I was so wet that his fingers easily slipped between my slit and penetrated me. He began moving inside me, thrusting two thick fingers back and forth inside me.

I pushed my pussy against his hand, rocking my hips back to meet his movements. I felt shameful and needy at the same time. Soon, there was no guilt left as it all washed away, leaving hot desire in its place. He teased my pussy and clit mercilessly, playing with me until a puddle of wetness leaked out onto his thigh. I bit my lips to keep from crying out, trying to hold in the remainder of my moans like my life depended on it.

Suddenly, he removed his fingers and smacked me firmly across the ass. Once. A second time. And then another. Each time he struck, my clit pulsed with avid need. He got what he wanted—I screamed for him. He continued spanking me until my pleasure mixed with the stinging pain that came with and after each smack.

“Please…” I breathed, my fingernails digging into my palms. Stop. Don’t stop.

“Please what?” he rasped, directing his wicked fingers back to my drenched opening.

I was soaked and my inner walls clenched around his fingers as he plundered my sex.

“I don’t understand why you’re doing this. Is this…is this your idea of punishment?” I asked. The pleasure was so mind-blowing, I could barely speak.

“What do you think?”

He loved seeing me unravel before him. And I…I loved it. But I didn’t give him the satisfaction of revealing my innermost feelings, but from the way he worked me up to the brink of ecstasy with just his fingers, he had to have realized the power he had over me and my body.

He stroked in and out of my sex with purpose, rubbing my clit as he worked me up into a frenzy.

“You can let go. Come for me now, little kitten,” he demanded.

As if I were a puppet for him, I began to unravel. My body shook and trembled until a climax rolled through me. He pumped harder, working me to utter completion with his fingers. My lips parted and I screamed. I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t stop it. It was unlike any other orgasm I’d ever experienced in my life.