by Delta James
Maddie got up and moved to the end of the bed, taking hold of the bedpost as he’d instructed. He followed her and she felt his hand run down her spine and over her bottom, causing her to wince from the light contact.
“You hold onto that bedpost and stick your bottom out. You hold that position and you count each stroke of my strap. If you stay in position and count, I’ll only lay six welts across your backside. Fuss or try to get away from the strap and I’ll start over and make it twelve. Can you do that for me?”
“Griffin, I’m scared.”
He walked up and put his arm around her, reaching around to cup her breast and smiling when he felt her taut nipple.
“I don’t think, my love, the only emotion you’re feeling is fear. But there is no need to fear. Naughty mates have had straps taken to their bottoms for thousands of years. It hasn’t killed any of them yet.”
“But it hurts so much already. I’m not going to be able to sit comfortably for days.” She tried to keep her voice from wailing.
“Aye. You can anticipate that sitting will not be something you want to do for about a week. And worse for you, being fucked isn’t going to be pain free either,” he said with a chuckle.
Griffin pulled her back away from the bedpost and positioned her bottom where he wanted it to be. She watched him walk over to the tall chest of drawers and pull back the top drawer and withdraw what appeared to be a very old, but very well preserved piece of leather.
“Ioan gave this to me the first night we got here. It was Micah’s. He used it across Skylar’s ass on a regular basis. Before that it belonged to my father. I asked him if he didn’t want to keep it here at Calon Onest. He assured me my sister had no need of it, but figured with you as a mate, I would.”
“Remind me to thank him,” said Maddie sarcastically.
“Aye, I will when you apologize to him tomorrow morning for your misbehavior. You had him worried sick.”
“I really am sorry.”
“All right. I believe you. Now get into position.”
“Griffin?”
“Maddie, I won’t tell you again. You’re going to put yourself in position so that your pretty red bottom is a good target for me to welt. You count each strike.”
Maddie put herself in position. Before she even had time to formulate another argument, the swing of the leather cut through the air and laid the first welt across her already painful backside.
She cried out and then managed to say, “One.”
“Good girl,” he said soothingly, moments before the leather left another trail of pain and fire across her ass.
“Griffin.”
“Count, Maddie or we start over.”
“Two,” she keened.
The strap laid another weal across its intended target.
“Three,” she cried.
And again, the torturous instrument struck with deadly precision.
“Four,” she howled as her knees began to buckle.
“Just two more,” he said quietly.
The leather reached out again to add another layer of pain to her punished cheeks.
“Five,” she moaned.
She waited for the last strike. It didn’t come. She saw Griffin toss the strap on the bed beside her as she heard him open his fly. She started to move.
“Nay, you do not move.” The command in Griffin’s voice stopped her cold.
She felt his cock nudge her backside and then slip between her legs as he pulled her close. She heard him scent the air, ensuring she was aroused enough for his possession. She felt his cock as it probed her channel and found it was slick with need and ready for him. Taking hold of her hips, he entered her slowly but completely.
Maddie gasped at the strength of her desire and arousal for the man upon whose cock she was now impaled. He began to stroke her slowly but with tremendous power and depth. Every time his groin made contact with her ass, she howled but wasn’t sure if it was from pain or desire. He fucked her long and hard seeming to savor her primitive response to him. It took him little time to bring her to her first crashing orgasm.
“Griffin, please, God, I need you.”
“If you can’t feel you have me, sweetheart, I’m doing this wrong, although I doubt that given how hard you just came for me.”
He stroked her another few times and she could feel her desire ramping up again to another climax. She raised her face to the ceiling and howled at first from need and then as she came from satisfaction before it started again. As with the spanking he showed her no mercy, he fucked her through several orgasms with the same strong, deep thrusting, groaning each time she orgasmed.
Maddie lost touch with time and space. The only thing that existed for her was the physical sensation of her mate fucking her wet, greedy pussy and her ass making repeated contact with the cradle of his hips. The first was among the most exquisite pleasures she had ever experienced and the latter only compounded the pain. She felt as though she were suspended on Griffin’s cock between heaven and hell.
That free-floating place of need and fulfillment shattered when she felt his cock withdraw completely from her. Instinctively, she pushed back to try to capture it again.
“Oh, no, you don’t get what you want. You go stand in the corner.”
“What?” she said incredulously.
“You heard me, mate. Go stand in the corner.”
“What are you going to do?” she wailed in frustration and pain.
“I am going to look at my handiwork, enjoy your squirming, and let this bloody knot form. Then, my sweet mate, I am going to put you on your back and knot and tie you.”
She was standing in the corner. “Griffin, I don’t think I can do that.”
“You can and you will. I’ll put a pillow under your very pretty, welted bottom. It’ll hurt but given the pleasure you take in being knotted, I’ll move you past that. And when I go to tie you, I’ll roll over so that you don’t have to bear my weight.”
Maddie thought about arguing with him, but then he growled, low and long. Maddie could feel her body shiver in response to him. And in turn could hear him chuckle. She felt him come up behind her and his arms go around her and gently pull her close. He both nuzzled and nibbled on her neck. She sighed contentedly.
“Are you done being angry with me?” she asked.
“Have you done anything else I should be angry about?” he murmured as his hands began to roam her body in a tender and yet possessive way.
The growl he whispered in her ear was seductive and comforting. She answered him with one of her own. His arm swept down her body and then he lifted her in his arms. He walked to the bed, setting her gently down onto her feet. He pulled back the bed covers.
“I love you,” she said as she pressed her body into his.
“Even with your welted bottom?” he said humorously.
She giggled. “Yes, even with that.”
Maddie reached down and freed his hard cock from his trousers. She saw the size of the knot that had formed so quickly and touched it lovingly.
Griffin groaned, “Then shall I take you to bed, mate?”
“Aye, love,” she said, mimicking his accent. “And best you get that pillow for my backside.”
He helped her into bed and to get as comfortable as she could, given the state of her bottom. Griffin undressed and smiled as she lifted the bed covers and showed him her body flushed with arousal in a blatant invitation. He slipped into bed beside her, bending his head to capture one of her beaded nipples in his mouth, causing her to gasp in pleasured surprise as he did so.
Griffin nudged her gently onto her back and stroked down her body. As he cupped the apex of her thighs, she spread her legs and used one of her hands to push his hand down to stroke her fevered flesh. Griffin growled low and she felt her body respond to his call. He briefly circled her clit before sliding down and thrusting two fingers into her hot, wet sheath.
“Griffin, please, I need more than your hand, mate, to ease my achin
g.”
“I can forego knotting you tonight, sweetheart…”
“Nay, my love, you promised me a welting and delivered on that. You also promised to knot and tie me and I’m holding you to that. I have certain rights as your mate and I mean to avail myself of the most pleasurable.”
“Do you now?” he said, smiling and his eyes shining with merriment and lust. “Then best I see to that.”
She smiled as he settled himself between her knees and gently steadied her hips. She arched them to make it easier for him to force the knot.
“Please, Griffin, I need you.”
“Then you shall have me, mate… all of me.”
He thrust forward, driving the knot past the entrance to her core and causing her to gasp from the pain. Even though she knew what to expect, being breached by his knot hurt. She felt him still as he nuzzled and stroked her with his strong hands. She felt her body begin to relax and then her pussy tug ever so slightly to encourage his knot to find its perfect place. Once it did, she sighed in rapt pleasure as she felt the knot expand to seal her to him.
Griffin grasped her buttocks in his hands and began the rocking motion that would lead to that ultimate release and ecstasy. Maddie wrapped her arms around him, holding him close and allowing him to rock within, causing her to inhale sharply as the first orgasm washed over her and Griffin kissed her tenderly.
He continued to rock her and build the sensation upon each climax. She flexed her fingers into his back and then dragged her nails down along his spine, making him chuckle and whisper in her ear. Again, Maddie went to that place where nothing but Griffin and the feel of his cock in her pussy existed. She could not think or speak. All she could do was experience the sensations that he was able to give to her repeatedly.
The rocking motion picked up both in speed and in how hard he rocked her. Maddie clung to him and nuzzled his neck. Griffin growled in both pleasure and lust. His possession of her was complete and they both knew it. Maddie responded by moaning and emitting a low, seductive growl of her own.
Then Griffin started to reach his own climax and began to flood her with his seed. She felt it wash through and fill her pussy completely as he emptied himself into her. Her pussy spasmed around him to coax every bit of it from him. When he finally lay still and his cock twitched without spurting any last remnants of his cum, he kissed her deeply and with all the emotion that flowed between them.
She had barely left the place where only the feeling between them existed, when he took hold of her tightly as he rolled to his back, still sealed to her but now lying underneath her. Maddie crossed her hands over Griffin’s chest and she rested her chin on him, looking deeply into his eyes.
“I really am sorry I worried you and you may be right in that we didn’t try to see it from your point of view.”
He kissed her. “Don’t put yourself in harm’s way again, cwningen bach. I promise that if you do, it will not be just five times that my strap kisses your backside.”
“But you’re leaving that thing here, right?”
“You wish,” he chuckled.
“Do you think it’s over? That we… you got them all?”
“I do, don’t you?”
“I don’t know. Remember when you got there Van Meeter said something about we had no idea what we were up against?”
“The last threats of a defeated man.”
“But what if he was being truthful? What if it’s not over?”
“Then we will deal with trouble if and when it raises its head. For now, mate, I want to focus on readying our home, establishing our pack, and loving you.”
Maddie giggled as she nipped his chin. “And is loving me something you have to work on?”
“Nay, love, that’s comes as natural to me as breathing. And I do believe I could do without breathing before I could do without you.”
* * *
Griffin stroked her back soothingly until he could feel her relax completely and close her eyes. He had not missed or forgotten what Van Meeter said and feared that while the immediate threat had been neutralized, there was a darkness still out on the horizon.
They would go home to Bae Diogel and start to build. The job of reestablishing proper packs and ensuring the safety and the well-being of both human and wolf females would be left to those much closer to the actual problem. Griffin felt confident that between Marco and Ioan, the clean-up of all the rogue packs that had participated in this unholy operation would be done. And, the Ruling Council would have no choice but to deal not only with them, but with the women whose lives they had interrupted and perhaps destroyed.
What he hadn’t told Maddie was that he had let both Marco and Ioan know that Bae Diogel would provide that safe harbor those women might need. He grinned. It seemed that the island that had once provided refuge to a pack of rogue females, may well become again the safe harbor for those that needed it.
For now, Griffin knew all he needed to know—that he had found his fated mate, that she had once again committed her life to his, and that they would be together now and forever.
The End
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When her father’s will leaves control of the family ranch to Ryder Malone, the very same man who once broke her heart, Sierra Morgan is more than a little upset. The last time she saw Ryder she shot his hat right off his head, earning herself a long, hard spanking on her bare bottom that left her sore yet helplessly, infuriatingly aroused, and she had hoped to never see him again.
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