Just when I think it might be over, his grip tightens and his hand starts to land harder and faster. I kick my feet helplessly, the pain quickly becoming overwhelming, my ass burning instead of stinging.
“Aaiiiyyy! I said I was sorry!” I shriek, shamelessly rubbing against his hard cock in a futile attempt to avoid the next merciless swats.
“Doesn’t mean you’ve learned your lesson yet,” he chuckles, and his amusement makes my humiliation all the more acute.
My ass gets hotter and hotter, the burning sensation forcing tears to build in the corners of my eyes. I can’t stop one from trickling down my cheek. I bite my tongue to keep from crying out, but I can’t stop the muffled whimpers and whines.
I keep my tongue between my teeth as long as I can, but it keeps going on for so long, it becomes too intense for me to keep from crying out. “Ow, ow! I’ve learned my lesson! Please, Hayden!”
Hayden’s hand lands a few more hard spanks, then he stops. His rough, calloused palm seems to turn to velvet in an instant, soothing the redness radiating from my ass.
“Yes, I believe you have,” I can practically hear his smirk. “You weren’t lying that time.”
His hand continues to soothe, and despite the burn, I feel something else rising. Not just the heat deep and low in my belly, but something deeper. A need to be claimed.
Owned.
His.
I finally let out a shuddering sigh of relief. It’s over. It hurt, but it could have been a lot worse. I’ll definitely think twice before I blatantly lie to him, even if that means I have to admit things I don’t want to admit.
Things I know are about to happen, now that my punishment is over.
CHAPTER 13
Ansley
Hayden keeps me face down in this humiliating position on his lap until I’ve recovered from the spanking.
I can feel his hard cock beneath me, engorged with his desire. The occasional needy twitches against my stomach. Every time that happens, I get even more aroused. I’m pretty sure I’m dripping wet.
“You’re ready for me now, aren’t you?” he growls, carefully helping me to my feet and standing me between his spread legs.
I can’t lie, so I simply nod. I’ve never been more ready for anything, despite being a virgin. I can’t help having a few concerns, but they seem to melt away when Hayden pulls me close enough to feel his heart beating in his chest. It’s wild and uncontrolled, just like mine.
“I can’t help being scared,” I whisper, vulnerability making me tremor. “You’re so… so big and I’ve never done this before. I want to, I just…”
“Do you trust me? Don’t lie. Just tell me what you feel,” he places a hand on my chest, between my bare breasts, the warmth of it seeping into me. The same hand that punished me, once again like velvet. “In here.”
I nod again, no hesitation at all. “Yes. Whatever it is… I know I can trust you. I know everything you’re saying is true.”
“Then you have nothing to worry about,” he soothes, his hand moving to the back of my neck. “I’d rather die than harm my mate.”
I start to say something, but his lips crash into mine. The kiss isn’t gentle. It’s rough, possessive, his tongue demanding entry as his hand tightens on the back of my neck. My lips part for him with a whimper, and the taste of him floods my senses. Whiskey at first, then something wild, almost primal.
His other hand moves to my lower back, pulling me flush against him. The hard length of his cock presses between us, and even through the towel, I can feel the heat of it. The size of it. My core clenches with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Arousal floods through my body, overwhelming my senses, until I feel it trickling down my inner thighs.
When he finally pulls back, I’m breathing hard. He doesn’t look like he’s out of breath at all. His amber eyes are blazing, pupils wide with desire.
“On the bed.” His voice is a command I can’t ignore. “On your back, legs spread. Show me what is mine.”
My instincts move me before my mind can catch up. I climb on Hayden’s enormous bed, the sheets cool against my overheated skin. I lie back, my heart thundering as I slowly let my kneesfall open. My stomach tightens. I’ve never been this exposed to anyone ever in my life. I’ve never been thisneedy.
Hayden lets his damp towel drop, the heavier, thicker fabric landing on the floor with a gentle thud. He’s magnificent. Terrifying and beautiful, all at once. He’s a mountain of man, especially in his true Human Form. I’ve always felt like I was slightly too tall. He makes me feel as petite as the girls all the guys at school seemed to fawn over.
I try not to look down, but I can’t help myself. His cock is swollen and long and throbbing, already glistening at the tip. I saw it limp. I felt it when it was hard. I still didn’t realize how big it actually would be when he was ready to claim me.
“You’re not ready for me yet,” he says, putting a knee on the bed.