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“Damn right we would have. Do you agree to your punishment?”
I couldn’t quite make my mouth form the words, so I nodded in agreement. In one fluid motion, Franc spun me around and sat down on the leather bench, draping me over his lap with my ass up in the air.
Franc’s right hand came down on one cheek then the other with a series of smacks that made more heat flow out from under his fingertips into my skin and straight between my legs where wetness gathered once more within moments. He set a steady rhythm across both cheeks that had me rocking back against him with each strike against my flesh. Each slap felt like it connected not just against skin but deep inside as well, awakening sensations within me I’d never experienced before now. My breathing quickened along with the pace of Franc’s spanks until finally he stopped, rubbing each spot gently for several seconds.
“You’re lucky you’re so damn cute.” Franc flipped me over and cradled me against him, pulling me in for a kiss. It started off slow, but quickly built into a passionate embrace of lips and tongues. I loved the way he tasted, masculine with a hint of that wild forest scent. His hands found my hips and then slid down over my ass, cupping and rubbing each cheek as we kissed. Franc broke the kiss off first and stood up, pulling me up with him in one fluid motion. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved us to the bed and laid me down on it on my back.
Franc pulled off his shirt before crawling over me with a predatory gaze that left no doubt he wouldn’t be denied. When Franc’s cock slid between my legs, rubbing against my wet folds without entering me yet, I arched up against him in encouragement.
“Please,” I begged him with no shame or hesitation in saying what I wanted aloud.
“Please what?” he asked playfully while continuing our slow pace together.
Franc chuckled under his breath at my plea before sliding into me right to the hilt in one long thrust that took my breath away for an instant before he began moving within me again.
“More,” I whispered under my breath at first, but then repeated myself louder for him when he kept going slowly despite my pleading for more speed.
“More? More of you?” He smiled wickedly at me as if enjoying this game we played together every bit as much as I did, maybe even more? His thrusts picked up speed little by little until we were moving together faster than before, but still not fast enough for either of us yet. This time around there were no magical beasts or fae mages lurking about trying to take us out or keep us apart. This time it was just us, together, finally getting our chance at love despite fate’s best efforts against us.
I felt Franc’s hands digging into my hips as he thrust into me. The intensity of his focus, the surety of his movements, and the absolute confidence in his ability to handle me were all new experiences for me. I trusted Franc with everything I had, and that trust extended to this moment between us.
“I want more,” I replied. “More of everything.”
When Franc leaned down over me, laying on top of me with his full weight as he continued thrusting into me, I wrapped my legs around him, welcoming him deeper within me as I arched up against him to meet his every move.
“You’re so damn wet for me,” he murmured against my neck.
I looked up at Franc as he continued to thrust into me, taking me higher and higher with each stroke. I was so close I could almost taste it.
“Harder,” I pleaded with him.
Franc’s smile spread across his face, and then he leaned down to kiss me as he picked up the pace of his thrusts again. One hand slid under my right knee and lifted my leg up against his hip, which hit a new angle within me that had my eyes rolling back in my head for a moment. Franc’s free hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him again while we moved together.
“You’re going to come for me now.”
Those words sent a wave of pleasure through me. My body arched up against Franc’s as wave after wave of pleasure washed through me, igniting every nerve ending along the way and leaving behind a lingering fire that didn’t seem capable of going out or being contained within me anymore. Franc continued thrusting into me, prolonging my orgasm until it finally ebbed away, leaving us both panting for air in its wake.
When he spoke again, Franc’s voice was gravelly with exhaustion and satisfaction combined. “You’re not quite finished yet.” He leaned down over me again and kissed me passionately as he quickened his pace once more, taking us both over the edge once more together within minutes. As we lay there panting for air together afterward, I couldn’t help but think about how this might be my new normal. Franc, me, my other mates, together like this, always?
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SERA
Ifelt Franc’s hand sliding up my back, up my spine, and into my hair. He tilted my head back and kissed me, his tongue exploring my mouth, claiming me as his own. I melted against the demi-god of pleasure, letting him take control of me in a way I’d never imagined with anyone before. When he pulled away from the kiss, he left me panting for air but not wanting to break contact with him. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “That was some incredibly passionate sex. I may have to find a reason to punish you again, mate.”
A chuckle bubbled up out of me. “Then I’ll need to plan some ways to earn it,” I replied under my breath just before Franc scooped me up off the bed like I weighed nothing at all.
He hooked a finger under my chin, forcing me to hold the full intensity of his gaze. “You will keep your safety in mind, Sera, or I’ll remind you as often as needed to make the lesson stick.”
“Yes, Sir,” I quipped back, earning an arched brow from him. A moment later my stomach rumbled loudly enough for us both to hear it. “Do you remember where the kitchen is?”
He chuckled under his breath then looked at me with a confident grin on his face. “What kind of mate would I be if I didn’t know where to get you food?”
Franc lifted me up to my feet and then wrapped my robe around me. We stopped off at the bathroom and cleaned ourselves up, and then he led me out of the bedroom and through the house, pausing along the way to turn on the lights for me. When we got to the kitchen, we discovered Caden hard at work making a pile of waffles.
Franc pulled out a chair for me at the island counter. “Have a seat. Instead of joining you, I’m going to leave you in Caden’s capable hands.” He leaned in and gave me a lingering goodbye kiss before he turned and left.
I sat down, taking in my surroundings. The kitchen was enormous and had an industrial look to it with contrasting white cabinets, a dark granite countertop, stainless steel appliances, and maple hardwood floors, and black accents along the walls and cabinets. Everything looked new or recently renovated, which definitely fit with Grams aesthetic.
