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JULES
Titan lifts me as he stands from the table, and I drop my cell phone. He catches it midair, then tosses me over his shoulder. He bands an arm over the back of my thighs, his other claw immediately landing on my ass. I feel him push the hem of my silk nightgown over my hips so my bare ass is exposed to the cool air. He slides his claws down from my ass and between my thighs.
“Gods, baby, you’re wet just thinking about taking your punishment, aren’t you?”
I whimper as he runs a claw over my pussy, and I push my ass further into him to increase the pressure. He indulges me, rubbing over my slick clit.
“Yes, Daddy,” I gasp. Titan may have spent the last twenty-four hours pleasuring every inch of me, but it is never enough. “Please, Daddy.”
I can’t lie to him or pretend that the thought of this spanking hasn’t been on my mind since the moment he started counting my transgressions in spanks. I’ve watched each of my minor wounds from my terrifying altercation with Maximus heal in anticipation for this day. Every time I could remove a Band-Aid or saw a bruise fade from purple to a pale yellow, I was one step further away from the trauma of that day and one step closer to getting to experience every aspect I loved about Titan.
In my position over his shoulder, I have a perfect view of his loincloth flapping as he walks towards the side seating area of the library. The heavy weight of the material means that each step he takes only exposes an inch or so more of his taunt gray skin. I want more.
I reach down, straining to capture the edge of the loincloth. My fingers grip it, and as I start to gently pull up the leather to expose one, two, three inches of rock-hard ass, the muscle flexes with each step, and I feel myself hold my breath in the anticipation of the next step.
“Do you want to make it thirty?” Titan stops walking.
I drop the loincloth immediately.
“That’s what I thought,” he says smugly and continues to carry me across the library. I can’t see it from my position, but I’ve gotten to know this room well over the past couple weeks. He’s heading towards the large tufted couch flanked by two leather wingback chairs set on either side. He quickly swings me around and settles himself down on the edge of the couch.
He lifts me from his shoulders and, without giving me a moment of respite, settles me over his lap. With masterful efficiency, he slices the straps of my nightgown and tears the fabric from my body with his claws. It feels wrong to be so exposed in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows as daylight streams in, but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
“Now, tell me why you’re over my knee, baby girl,” he growls. The harsh gravel in his voice goes straight to my clit.
“Because I made your cock hard in front of everyone.” I try to maintain a teasing tone, but his hand is rubbing circles over my ass, warming my skin, preparing me for my punishment.
“And?”
His hand increases its speed over my ass, and I swallow hard. I know what is coming, I want it so fucking bad, but it doesn’t change the thrill of fear that races through me too.
“I… I… um, stole the Keystone.” I mumble it into the tense muscle of his thigh, and I grip his leg tightly.
“Look at me when you say it.” His claw fists my hair, and with a gentle yank, he turns my face to him.
His gray eyes burn brightly with that inner fire he seems to always have when he looks at me. His wings frame his curved horns. He’s a monster, a beautiful, demanding monster, and I’m all his. Just as he is all mine.
“I stole the Keystone,” I force out, my voice clearer without the barrier. “Sorry, Daddy.”
Titan’s hand lands on the full underside of my ass, and I let out a surprised yelp. The sharp sting of it instantly subsides as the sensation melts into my already warm skin. I’m forced to look at him as his lips curve at the corner of fangs.
“Count,” he demands.
“One,” I squeak out.
His hand comes down again, this time searching out a new spot so the sting is fresh, and I have to suck in a sharp breath to keep from screaming.
“Two.”
Another spank, his hand finding virgin flesh.
“Three.”
And again.
“Four.”
And again.
