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“Open your mouth. It’s time that you show me that you learned your lesson,” he said darkly, and my sore pussy pulsed with want.
I licked my lips, tasting the salt from my tears.
His palm caressed the side of my cheek and his fingers brushed what remained of my tears from my face. I sniffed and tried to pull myself together, fully feeling the weight of what he’d put me through. I whimpered softly and he continued to comfort me with that palm.
When I’d gathered as much of my composure as I could, I opened my lips and tentatively moved forward toward his cock.
“Would you like to make it up to me now, my sweet mate?” he asked gently.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from all the screaming.
“Good girl,” he said, and he used his fingers to lift my chin a little higher before he pushed his cock in between my waiting lips.
Even though I was thoroughly exhausted, I wanted to please. I wanted to show him that I was sorry for what I had done and that I now understood what would happen when a naughty little mate who disobeyed her alpha.
I wrapped my lips around his thick length. My movements were hesitant at first, but the more I suckled him, the bolder I grew. I could taste the musky sweetness of my own arousal. The taste of myself was all over his cock and I lapped at him with my tongue. Carefully, I lifted his length with my fingers and softly kissed the spot I had tased. It was still pink, and I cautiously licked at it with the tip of my tongue, trying to soothe it as much as I could. He groaned and I doubled my efforts to bathe him with my tongue before I returned my mouth to the head of his cock.
“I’ve marked your beautiful bare bottom and your perfect breasts. I’ve welted your wet little pussy, but there’s one last place I want to mark today before your punishment ends, sweet omega,” he purred as he rolled his hips, pressing his cock deeper into my mouth. I didn’t respond.
“I’m going to mark that pretty throat. You’re going to be a good little girl, aren’t you? You’re going to swallow everything I give you,” he continued, and my pussy clenched tightly in anticipation. I worshipped him with my mouth, taking care to clean off all the evidence of my own arousal from his cock. The taste of him washed over my tongue, one of pure masculinity and salty virility. I found that I couldn’t get enough of it.
His fingers dug into my hair and fisted at the base of my scalp as he took control of my tentative explorations.
“Such a good girl,” he purred and then his hips pumped forward as he claimed my mouth as his too.
His movements were harsh at first and I struggled to draw in air as he fucked my throat. Before long I learned to suck in each breath as he pulled out of me. I did my best to suckle him, using my tongue to circle around his length as much as possible even when he was using me so roughly.
Soon enough, my throat was just as sore as the rest of me and I struggled not to let even more tears fall as he used me. After everything my punishment had entailed, this made me feel more out of control than anything else. He fucked my throat hard and just when I thought I was going to begin to cry again, his cock throbbed against my tongue.
My pussy tightened with want. He was going to come in my throat, and I had to s
wallow every last drop. With shame, I realized I wanted exactly that. I needed it and he was going to give it to me.
His thrust became more erratic, less controlled and I knew he was close. I opened for him and felt the first pulse of his seed spurt against the back of my throat. I swallowed around him, using everything in me to take each heated burst of cum down into my belly. I moaned around him as he came in my mouth, feeling his member throb on my tongue. I worshipped his cock with my lips and my tongue until the very last drops of his seed slipped down my throat.
He groaned with utter satisfaction.
I’d pleased him and that thrilled me far more than I expected it to.
He pulled free from my lips and bent down to lift me to my feet. Carefully, he sat down on the boulder and situated me in his lap so that my head lay against his shoulder.
He held me.
“I’m very proud of you, little omega. You took your punishment very well. It’s all over now,” he murmured, and I curled into him, desperate to feel his arms around me. He’d taken me and broken me into pieces, and right now, I knew he was the only one who could put me together again.
I found myself crying silently as he held me, and I was surprised by it. I hid my face in his shoulder and his fingers gently stroked through my hair. It was soothing and my tears soon dried as I gathered myself and tried to piece myself back together again. I whimpered softly and those same fingers drifted up and down my back. My breathing slowly returned to normal and I pressed my forehead against his chest, allowing the scent of him to give me comfort.
“Such a good little mate,” he murmured, and my heart leapt into my throat. I wasn’t sure why those simple words made me feel so whole, but they did. His strong arms surrounded me, a secure and safe place that promised never to let go. His fingertips brushed the strands of hair that were stuck to my forehead aside and then he lifted my chin to look into my eyes.
“Such a beautiful little thing,” he murmured, and I couldn’t help but smile a bit in return. He ran his thumb along my cheekbone and electric tingles rushed straight down to my core even after all he’d put me through. He did it again and I shivered at its strange magical effect.
I shouldn’t be falling for him. He’d stripped, spanked, and switched me. He’d fucked me too. I should be furious. I should fight back, but even as my mind fought the connection, I could feel myself wanting to know more. Even now with my ear pressed against his chest, I could hear the beat of his heart and knew it was in tune with mine.
“Kiba,” I whispered.
“What is it, little mate?”
“This. What I feel. Is it always like this?” I asked.
