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That was it. When I fucked her the first time, it was going to be just likethat. I almost groaned at the thought of it. I imagined looking down at herpresented to me like a hot-as-fuck omega Christmas present, watching her perfect little pussy take my whole length while she made all those sexy bratty noises just for me.
I needed to find a bet worth that.
By the time Dusk’s palm cracked across her ass cheek the first time, I was halfway to a Goddamned climax on pure imagination.
This was wildly unfair considering we had to go out after this. I was in a daze, staring at the blossoming pink palm print across her smooth golden skin. That was the sexiest thing I’d seen in my life.
“How many?” Dusk asked.
“What?” Her voice was high pitched.
“How many do you think you deserve? You violated our dealandyou’re avoiding punishment in your nest.”
“Um…” Her voice was breathless. “I d-don’t know.”
Dusk slid his hand to her thighs, slipping his thumb beneath her panties and pressing it right into her sex without warning. She let out a little moan of shock and my own cock strained against my already struggling jeans.
“You’re wet enough I could go for a fuck if you’d prefer?—”
“No, no, no!” She whined, clutching a pillow to her face, clearly completely broken down. “Um… Eight?” She threw out, sounding totally unsure.
I saw the curve of a smile on Dusk’s lips as she chose a number.
He took his time, massaging her flesh between each spank, and I swear she moaned a few times while he did. When he was done, and her ass was rosy pink, he dropped onto the couch and told her to get on her knees.
Fuck me.
How thehellwas I supposed to go to class after this?
I groaned as she positioned herself before him, face beet red now from the punishment and —based on her shifty looks in my direction—the audience.
But Dusk was not fucking around this morning, and he didn’t give her time to argue.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Gem,” he breathed as he dragged her by the hair to the base of his shaft. I hadn’t seen him claim her like this. Shatter’s omega fury didn’t let up even though her pupils were blown to the size of dinner plates. And I noticed how her eyes snapped to him every time he praised her. It was really cute, actually, like it caught her off guard and she couldn’t stop her reaction.
Dusk shot me an all too smug smile as he fucked her throat. He couldobviouslysee my raging hard on and was taunting me for the fact I wouldn’t do any of it without a trade first.
I knew what he thought of my karma stuff. I folded my arms with a scowl, leaning against the kitchen cabinet andnottoo prideful to take my eyes away—which he was also completely aware of.
Prick.
It was very, very hard to hold to that conviction when—as he finished down her throat—her eyes locked on me.
Nope. I would never get this out of my head.
And it wasn’t the end of it.
Shatter wasn’t following the rules perfectly, though she was very good at being obedient when she wanted to be. But her nightshade scrunchie smuggling attempts didn’t stop. While I gave her points for creativity, there was just no way we could miss the faint scent of nightshade on her in the mornings.
Surprising even me, Dusk never used those opportunities to enter her nest. Instead, he exacted her punishment instantly every time. Now the image of Dusk bending her over the couch and spanking her were all that my nighttime wanks featured anymore. If I was really lucky—and the scrunchie almost made it to freedom—I’d get to watch her on her knees after again, taking his cock down her throat.
After one particularly pitiful smuggling attempt (the scrunchie was literally in her hair) I couldn’t even take her furious whines of protest seriously. Especially since I doubted her misbehaving little butt had recovered from the last session, which had been the previous morning.
That time he’d used his belt (for the insult of putting it in her hair) andfuckdid she take his cock well that day. I could have sworn she was seconds from her own orgasm by the time he was done, pretty chocolate eyes dazed as she staggered to her feet. She didn’t even protest when he kissed her.
Sure, she’d been all grouchiness and rage for the rest of the morning in Arkology class, shooting Dusk death glares, but I was onto her. It was a very smart workaround for getting Dusk’s hands all over her without feeling like she was betraying her mates.
I don’t think she was quite ready forthatconversation, though.
