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“Oh, but this isn’t against your will at all, is it?”
Damyn entered the room, and Jaik put his hand on my face possessively as he kissed me, his lips searing to mine.
“We were apart too much lately,” I whispered.
“It’s been terrible,” Jaik agreed. “But we have the rest of our lives together. And you and Damyn… Well, I think you have some things to talk about.”
“Oh, I don’t think it’s much to talk about.” Damyn said. “I’ll call you when we need you, Jaik.”
I might have grinned at the sight of Jaik being so readily dismissed by his old mentor, but then Damyn turned that stern look in my direction.
Jaik smirked at me and then nodded his head in a bow before he left the room. It was a very confusing set of mixed messages.
“Honor. How many times did I try to get you to stay behind me when we were fighting our way out of the castle?” Damyn demanded.
“You know that’s not who I am.”
“You are the queen,” he reminded me sternly, as if I could forget, when my kingdom was crumbling. “There is no one more important than you in the Kingdom. Your people need you. You can’t always be rushing to find any opponent with the sword. You did the same thing when we were fighting our way through the forest.”
I crossed my arms. “This just seems like a rather flimsy excuse to spank me. And you don’t need one. I am here for it. You didn’t really finish the job last time.”
His eyes blazed in a way that made my core squeeze, but his stern mouth quirked in a faint smile. “You do have quite the way of asking for what you want.”
“You find it endearing,” I said, hoping it was true.
I must have forgotten that he could read my thoughts, or maybe he could just read me, because he answered, “That is very true. I find you endearing and infuriating in almost equal quantities.”
“I’m glad you finally stopped fighting what you want,” I said.
“What I want now most of all is for you to be safe. And you seem very determined to make yourself not safe.” Damyn wrapped his arm around my waist and brushed his lips against mine. His kiss was all consuming powerful just like everything else about him. His fingers curved around the back of my neck as he deepened the kiss.
My knees weakened as his mouth plundered mine, his tongue sliding between my lips reminding me of how soon his cock would slide between my folds. Desire spiked through my body.
The next second, his fingers slid up into my hair, and he drew it into a knot around his hand, holding my head firmly but not painfully. “We’ll get to that, but first, I really have some things I want to discuss with you.”
Last time, his sense of propriety had kept him from bringing me to orgasm as I fantasized. This time, I had the feeling things would go differently. I went with him easily as he sat down on the bed, pulling me over his lap. He pulled up my coronation gown, its voluminous skirt suddenly hanging around my neck, and his thumb dipping under my panties sent sparks of desire flooding down my spine so intense that my toes squeezed in anticipation.
Then his strong, weathered hands set to spanking my ass. Heat flooded my ass, warming my clit too. All I wanted was more of his hands, and I rose slightly onto my knees, raising my ass to meet his smack.
He let out a soft chuckle. “Be careful what you wish for, little dragon.”
He raised his hand to his shoulder and the resounding smacks seemed to fill the room. The heat across my ass built to an almost unbearable amount, and I writhed across his lap, loving every minute of it. His fingers dipped between my thighs, and he threw out his fingers covered in my slick. “It seems you enjoy this.”
“It seems you’ve been waiting to do this since I first started at the academy,” I said.
“For many reasons,” he agreed. Then he set to spanking me again. But he kept stopping to tease between my thighs, his strong fingers circling my clit and teasing against my holes until I almost couldn’t bear it when he returned to spanking--not because it hurt but because I wanted so badly for him to delve between my thighs again.
He kept going, his fingers tracing between my cheeks. I felt completely at his mercy, exposed and vulnerable as he played with my most sensitive places. And I loved every second of it. This was what I had wanted when he began it before, and over his lap, my moans began to fill the air as he pumped his fingers steadily.
“I think we need to get you ready to take all of us, don’t we?” he asked. “You’ve chosen to take eight men, Honor. That is going to take some doing, even for a wild, unstoppable thing like you.” His hands left my opening, and I let out a little groan of protest, wiggling my ass at him. Perhaps I shouldn’t have offered up an invitation, because his hand came down a few more times on my already punished skin. But then he pulled away for real, and a second later, I heard the sound of him pouring oil over something. I turned my head over my shoulder to look at what he was doing, only to see him preparing a little jeweled plug.
“It’s very pretty, isn’t it? A fiery red stone for my fiery girl. Fit for a queen… and her naughty bottom.”
I was too close to orgasm to protest. I didn’t want anything to come between me and the return of his hand working against my clit. He pressed the plug against by second opening, and as he worked it inside, the sensation of being filled was incredibly pleasant when his fingers once again delved inside. I could feel his fingers brushing against the plug as he worked them steadily in and out, and he pressed that secret place inside that turned my body to molten heat.
I came, shuddering, around his fingers. I might have felt vulnerable and exposed and embarrassed if it had been anyone else. But I didn’t need to feel embarrassed around my men.
“We are meant to give you pleasure,” he reminded me; he must have heard my thoughts. “And you’re meant to give us pleasure. It gives me great pleasure to punish your stubborn ass and to watch you come on my hand.”
