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Last I hand Alexi a glass, full to the top, with only ice. “Your majesty.”
It takes him a second to notice, but when he looks at me, red-hot anger swirls in his eyes. I smile, showing him all of my teeth. I did what he asked. If he didn’t want only ice, he should have been more specific and said water with ice.
Water splashes all around as he jumps up out of the hot tub heading straight towards me. Most people would run when a predator chases them, but I’m not most people. I stand my ground as he comes chest-to-chest with me. Time seems to freeze when he looks down into my eyes. Air is trapped in my lungs, and my body is frozen, not in fear, but something else I don’t want to recognize.
A strong hand goes into my hair before pulling it back. Alexi walks me back to a table. Turning my body solely with his hold on my hair, he forces me to bend over, shoving my head down onto the cool surface.
“I warned you, Princess. If you want to act like a child, then I’ll punish you like one.” Using his other hand to pull my dress up over my ass, he unexpectedly finds my shorts. “I didn’t say you could wear these,” he says, rubbing a finger over the top hem.
“You didn’t tell me I couldn’t,” I retort back because I apparently have a death wish.
My shorts are pulled down swiftly, just enough to bear my ass to him and the three other guys sitting in the hot tub before a sharp sting follows with a resounding *SMACK*.
Did he really just fucking spank me?
Another smack, followed by his hand rubbing small circles. Then another. And another. I fight in his hold, but a single hand grabs both of mine and pins me down by my back. A strange feeling comes over me.
Tingles erupt in my core. When the fourth one comes, I have to bite my lip to hold back a moan. I’m embarrassed and exposed as my mind tries to catch up with the feelings coursing through my body. I try to turn my head, hoping desperately that no one notices me rubbing my legs together.
With a fifth smack on my ass, I’m thanking the stars my shorts are there or everyone would see my arousal dripping down my thighs.
What is wrong with me?
On the sixth, I can’t keep the moan contained. Alexi stiffens, rubbing small circles over the sting. Slowly, he pulls my shorts back up. I’m hoping it’s over. Closing my eyes tightly, I hope I can just walk away. That is, until Alexi’s hand dips down, his fingers trailing over my center, feeling just how wet my shorts are.
He leans over me, whispering in my ear, “Do you enjoy my punishments, Princess?” I can practically feel the smug smile on his face.
“Go to hell,” I tell him, attempting to remove myself from his hold. My blades are just under my shorts, but he would notice me going for them, and I’m not sure I really want to.
“Can’t do that, the devil has a restraining order against me.”
If I wasn’t so mad and embarrassed, I would laugh.Who would have known the demon spawn could joke?
Alexi adjusts my dress before pulling me up to face him, his hand returns to my hair, controlling me like his little puppet. He looks me in the eyes, anger swirling still, but something else is in there. “You keep defying me, and I keep warning you.” He shakes his head. “Maybe this time you’ll learn.Youbelong tous, not just your mind and soul, but your body too. It's time we made use of that.”
He pushes my head down, forcing me to my knees in front of him. “I think that you wanted to be punished. I think you get off on it. So it’s only fair that I get off on it too.” His hand leaves my hair and goes to his board shorts. He unties the strings before pulling out his aggressively hard, impressive length.
Without permission, goosebumps pebble my body, and a gush of heat floods my center. My mind is disgusted. He wants to take advantage of me. He wants to make an example of his power. Yet, my body craves him, feeling like it’s finally meeting a worthy opponent.
I visibly swallow, and my eyes widen when Alexi looks down at me and smiles like the demon that lives within his soul.
“Open up, Princess,” he orders, pumping himself as the head of his dick turns an angry shade of red.
My mouth may water at his words, but I won’t be making him aware of that. He wants me to go down on him. I plan to make this the best damn blowjob of his life. I want to make him think of me any time he jacks off, anytime he’s with another woman. I want him to compare them to me. I want him to be desperate and wanting and know deep down that I will never give anything like this to him willingly.
He nudges my lips with his dick, and I’ve never been so thankful for my lack of gag reflex as I stretch my mouth open.
I dart my tongue out and swirl it around his tip. I feel my face and ears flush. Internally, I’m praying that anyone watching thinks it’s from embarrassment and not from an emotion I refuse to acknowledge.
As I let the tip slide past my lips, I taste salt from the water but also from him. There’s something about his taste that’s intoxicating, making this a dangerous game. Making him dangerous.
I take him to the back of my throat before sealing my lips around him. I swallow slowly, letting him feel my throat constrict as his body visibly shudders. I let my mouth move back to just the tip, sucking hard before sliding him in all the way again. My hands go to the back of his legs and I dig my nails in.
As I slide the last inch of him into my throat, I look up and he lets out a groan, the sound causes shivers to run down my spine. His eyes look like they are begging me to stop, almost like he regrets this.Good.
I don't stop. Instead I pick up the pace, digging my nails in deeper.
“Fuck,” he whispers, making me smile again. I hum around his length as his hips buck forward. Hands shoot back into my hair as he begins to set a brutal pace, fucking my throat like a man possessed.
