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This man and this life.
God help me, I was a wolf.
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A spanking.
He was serious. Again.
“You know you deserve this. You left me without talking to me. You refused to believe anything I was telling you. And what was worse, you couldn’t trust me,” Max said in a dominating tone.
“I do trust you,” I whispered. I trusted him more than anyone. More than any human at least. We’d spent two days sequestered together, the passion swelling to the point we were little more than ravenous animals. And still, I hungered for him.
I moved slowly to the table, forcing my gaze in the direction of the implements he’d positioned on the beautiful wood. And the anal plug. He’d promised I’d be forced to endure training, exactly what he wanted. I was both excited and apprehensive as he pointed toward the couch.
“You’re getting a hard spanking, but first,” he huffed as he lifted the anal plug into the air, “something to remind you that you belong to me.”
Everything about this man was so controlling yet every part of me wanted nothing more than to obey. I couldn’t rationalize that any more than I could my acceptance at being transformed into another creature, yet I was at peace, the strange urges something he was helping me control. Even the golden eyes of my reflection I’d seen more than once were no longer terrifying.
Every part of my naked body was quivering as I moved to the couch, planting my knees in the soft cushions and leaning over. I still cringed at the thought of being punished, but this was the Wolfen way.
I felt his presence behind me, could hear the rapid beating of his heart, my senses heightened more than I could ever imagine. As goosebumps popped along my arms and legs, I closed my eyes, envisioning his naked body. Even the visions were much richer, so vivid that every dream felt real. I dragged my tongue across my lips, waiting with the kind of anticipation that electrified every cell in my body.
“You deserve thirty strikes tonight,” Max stated, with a single growl afterward.
“Thirty?” I whined on purpose.
“Forty if you don’t behave.”
I clung to the back of the sofa, staring out the window at the snowcapped mountains. The sky was dimmed by a flurry of gray clouds, the air chilly. The scent of the oak burning in the fireplace was comforting, the crackle and sizzling sounds echoing in my ears. While he’d explained every aspect of transcending into becoming a wolf, everything continued to be surreal. Time. It would take time to adjust, or so he told me.
“But first the plug.” His voice was so husky, dripping with sensuality. “Open your pretty little ass cheeks for me.”
I leaned further over the back of the couch, reaching around to obey his command. There was something deliciously sinful about his request. My nipples ached, fully aroused and I wanted to beg him to twist and pluck, even using the strap on them. The dark cravings I felt were so damn intense, pulling me into the kind of kinky desires I’d never thought of before.
He brushed two fingers down the full length of my spine, tapping first one side of my bottom then the other. As he dragged the rubber plug back and forth across both ass cheeks, I shuddered. “You’re going to wear this all the time.”
“Every day?”
“Yes, until you learn to obey.”
As he twisted the tip of the plug against my puckered hole, I realized I’d clenched my muscles. The sharp smack of his hand against my pussy lips was enough to remind me to relax. I took deep breaths, trying hard not to hyperventilate as he twisted the thick piece of rubber, pushing it inside an inch at a time. I felt so damn full, my muscles tensing even as they spread wide open to accept the invasion.
He patted my ass, another series of growls erupting from his throat and the dark and dangerous sound was such a powerful aphrodisiac. “A plug suits you.”
For a minute, my rebellious side almost took over, one leg kicking out. The second he placed his palm on the small of my back, the beautiful level of peace I’d felt before flowed through me. The connection we shared was unlike anything I’d ever known. Uplifting. Magnificent.
Exciting.
Crack!
The snapping sound of his wrist as he flung his folded belt across my bottom was just as exaggerated as every other noise, sending chills racing through me. I bristled, anticipating pain only to find the hard smack sent another round of humming vibes into my system. I took a deep breath, arching my back as he gave me two more, both hitting exactly across my sit spot.
I was so damn alive, every synapse and blood cell on fire. I bit back a cry as he smacked me again and again, the pain finally rushing up from the tips of my toes, shooting straight into my heated ass.
“Oh. Oh!”
I could tell just how excited he was as I gathered a scent of his woodsy cologne mixing with his bursting testosterone. My mouth watered at the thought of sucking on his cock, but I knew he had other plans tonight.
