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“I-I am learning something, I promise.” Her face crumpled and more tears escaped her eyes.
“I’m not angry with you for watching the news reels, Fiona,” he said. “That’s not why you’re being punished. You’re being punished for the lies you told. You-you know how I feel about lies. I cannot abide the smallest untruth from you.”
Apparently, her sins of the past hung between them, forgiven but not forgotten.
“I understand.” She sniffled and readjusted her grip on the covers. “But why-why did you order Rentzaq to put a damper on the technology in the house? I-I was so worried about you, and I don’t understand why you wanted to keep me in the dark.”
Merokk brushed a hand through her hair and waited until she met his gaze. “You still have nightmares about the war. I didn’t want the violence on the news to worsen those nightmares or cause them to come more often.”
“Oh. That makes sense.” She sniffed. “That’s actually very considerate, Merokk. Thank you.” A wary look entered her eyes. “I saw you on the news. I saw the speech you gave your warriors before you led them into battle.”
He cursed under his breath in his native language. He hadn’t imagined she might hear his speech, and he regretted that she’d witnessed him talking about slaughtering her people. She had a soft heart, and she’d endured many frightening experiences during the war.
“I wish you hadn’t seen that,” he said quietly, still stroking her hair. She leaned into his touch, and he sensed her melting at the sudden gentleness he was showing her. He resolved that after her whipping and after he claimed her one last time, he would hold her and kiss her and make her feel cherished.
“I’m not sorry I saw it. This might sound strange, but I was proud of you. Your people were under attack, and you helped lead them to victory. I know I’m your war bride, and I know I’m considered your property, but I am proud to be your wife, Merokk.”
Her confession not only surprised him, but he found his throat was suddenly burning. He leaned down and placed a kiss upon her temple and nuzzled his face to hers. “I am proud to be your husband, Fiona. I know you think I behave like a possessive brute sometimes, but I adore you, and I will never let you go. I’d raze the galaxy to get you back if someone took you away from me.”
A tiny smile played across her lips. “Be still my heart,” she said, using a human phrase she often employed when he said something heartfelt.
He kissed her again, then finally stood up, preparing to administer her remaining lashes. He resolved to make them quick, and he was relieved she didn’t aim a pleading look at him. Yes, they’d just shared a tender moment, but she understood it didn’t mean he would forgo the rest of her punishment. She expected him to finish.
“Promise you’ll never lie to me or my guards again, little one. Promise me.”
“I promise.”
He wielded the strap across her bottom eight more times, harsh but rapid blows that caused her to whimper and cry out. More tears ran down her face. And the scent of her feminine essence? It grew so strong he struggled to apply the final lashes, so great was his need to be balls-deep in her slick pussy. Or her ass. Fluxx, he still hadn’t decided which hole he would claim. A growl left him. Maybe he’d take both.
“Shh, it’s over, little one.” He tossed the strap aside and proceeded to massage her welted bottom cheeks as she wiped at her tears. “You took your punishment well, and I’m pleased with your obedience.” He trailed a digit through her slit, a light teasing caress. “Would you like to come?”
She mewled and bucked her hips. “Yes, please. Please.”
After stripping off his clothing, he spread her wide and mounted her, pushing his cock into her swollen center. “Then be a good girl and come as I ride you. In fact, you may come as many times as you wish while my scrotum smacks against your pretty little clit.”
Chapter 8
Fiona
Fiona cried out during yet another orgasm. She’d lost track of how many times she’d climaxed as Merokk ruthlessly pounded her. Each deep plunge into her center filled her with a mix of pleasure and pain. God, she would probably be too sore to walk when he was finished with her.
She breathed a sigh of relief when he tensed and growled and finally released torrents of his essence inside her. Thank the heavens. Now we can clean up and fall asleep in one another’s arms.
But to her shock, after he withdrew his thick appendage from her pussy, he reached for the lubrication that was kept in a nightstand drawer. Her heart skipped a beat, and a shiver seized her. The lube was used solely on her asshole.
“Merokk, please.” She peered over her shoulder and watched as he splayed her punished cheeks apart with one hand.
With a dark smirk, he trickled the lubrication down her crevice and massaged it into her pucker. He met her eyes as he rubbed a generous amount of lube onto his hugely erect cock. “Your ass is mine, little female, and I intend to ride you hard.” Tossing the bottle of lube aside, he positioned his shaft at her snug entrance.
“Please, Merokk. Please have mercy.” Though she trusted him not to take her past the brink of endurance, in her nervousness, she couldn’t help but beg for leniency.
An alien snarl resounded throughout the room as he pressed his cock to her pucker and stretched her uncomfortably wide. “I like it when you beg, little one. I like watching you struggle to take my cock in your ass.”
Though he’d promised to ride her hard, he pressed forward with slow pushes, gentle nudges as he worked his way inside. He groaned and grasped her hips, digging his fingers into her flesh.
Her mind whirled and heated pleasure swept through her. The fullness was overwhelming, but she managed to accept every inch of his sizable length. He remained submerged in her for a few seconds, then he withdrew nearly the entire way and slammed back inside. She gasped for air as his balls struck her clit, and she pressed back against him, desperate for another release.
True to his word, he rode her hard and fast, claiming her ass with fervent thrusts as he growled deep in his throat.
