“Please anything that will give me some relief from this need for you.”
“It’s going to be a long time before you get any relief.” I slapped his ass with the flogger, just hard enough to give the barest hint of what was coming.
He arched his back, tilting his ass toward me, silently asking me for more. I gave him what he asked for, bringing the flogger down hard enough to sting. He cried out, a primitive sound my wolf reacted to. He was prey, and I was going to bring him down.
I slapped one ass cheek and then the other, and then brought a blow right to the middle, letting some of the tassels slap into his crack. He writhed, pulling against the restraints.
“That’s right—struggle, fight, but you won’t get away. You’ll take this until I’m done with you, because that is what I want.”
“Oh, God.”
I brought the flogger down again and again. His ass was bright red, and he struggled, whining and begging. Sometimes he would tense and stay still like he wanted to be obedient, and other times he strained against the cuffs, trying his best to escape the relentless punishment.
“I’m going to keep going until you cry. So don’t hold back.”
“I… I don’t want… Please.”
“This isn’t about what you want. It’s about what I want, and I want you sobbing.”
I slapped the flogger against the reddest part of his ass, and he cried out. “Fuck. That hurts.”
“That’s.” Slap. “The.” Slap. “Point.” Slap.
“Please, stop. Please.”
I could smell his need. It was so strong, his fear scent had nearly disappeared. So I did the opposite of what he’d asked. I went at him harder, bringing the flogger down faster and with more force.
“Oh my God, I can’t—” He struggled, trying his best to get away. I started to worry he was going to hurt himself, but he finally broke. Tears streamed down his face as he continued to beg for me to stop. I dropped the flogger, knelt behind him, and kissed the warm red stripes on his ass. Then I pulled his cheeks apart, making him cry harder. I tongued at his hole, and his cries shifted to pleasure as he pushed back, trying to get more from me. I squeezed his sore ass as I rimmed him, teasing his hole with my tongue, then licking him from balls to tailbone.
“More! Please, King! I have to come.”
I growled. “Not until you’ve been thoroughly fucked.”
“It’s going to hurt. I don’t know if I can take it.”
“It will hurt, and you’ll love it. My thick alpha cock will stretch you and fill you until you think you’ll tear apart. I doubt you’ve ever had anyone as big as me. But you will take it. You’ll do it because you want to please me.”
6
Emerson
I would. I would take anything from him. I’d never imagined anyone could make me feel so consumed, so desperate to please them. I’d craved being someone’s submissive for a long time. At first I’d been afraid of it, then Brady refused to even consider what I wanted. But even in my fantasies, I didn’t know it could be like it was with King. I thought it would feel like a game. It didn’t. It felt like the most real thing I’d ever done.
My ass burned, and every time King squeezed it, I wanted to cry some more. I’d been so embarrassed that he’d pushed me to tears, but it was what he wanted. Once I’d let myself go, it had felt so good to give in.
I watched as King grabbed some lube and began slicking up his cock. He was even bigger than the guy in my favorite wolf porn video. And holy fuck, I’d forgotten I could take him bare without concern. Shapeshifters weren’t susceptible to human STDs. King was going to come inside me, and I was going to feel the heat of his cock and his cum.
He pushed a lubed finger into me. It felt incredible, even though the movement tugged on the sore flesh of my ass. I tried to relax and accept it as he added a second finger, but I was sore from the flogging and scared his cock would hurt even more.
“You’re too tense. You’re going to make it hurt worse.”
“But I thought you—”
“I don’t want to hurt you unintentionally. I want you to think you’re so full you can’t bear any more, but I don’t want to damage you.”
He reached under me and jerked my cock with quick, tight strokes. In seconds, I’d forgotten all about pain and was working my hips, doing my best to fuck his fist. He kept working his fingers in and out of my ass, stretching me further. I relaxed against the bench, no longer frightened of anything except never being able to come.
“I’m ready to fuck you now, little human. I want to shoot my load deep inside you and mark you as mine.”
“Please. I need it.”
“I know you do. Just like you needed this.” He squeezed my ass, and I yelped. He was right. I’d needed the pain, the punishment. I was still a bit frightened, but it had centered me.
He gripped my hips and pressed the tip of his cock against my hole. “Get ready, Emerson. I’m going to fill you now.”
I let out a shuddering breath as he pushed inside. He felt impossibly huge, like he was trying to cram a baseball bat up my ass. I tensed, sure I wasn’t going to be able to take it.
“Breathe,” he ordered, one hand going to the back of my neck and massaging me.
I exhaled, trying to make myself relax.
“I’m not going to stop, so find a way to take it.”
I would. For him. I had to.
He pulled back and thrust into me again. Holy fuck, I felt like he was going to rip me in two. I’d never had anything that big in my ass. Even though it hurt, it was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
“You can do this, baby, I know you can.”
His words helped me relax. I gave up fighting and worked my hips, trying to take him deeper.
“That’s it. Let me give you everything you need.”
“Please, King. I need it all.”
He pulled almost all the way out of me, then drove in again, his body pressing against my abused ass.
I wasn’t sure I could distinguish between pain and pleasure anymore. There was just sensation. So much sensation.
“You’re doing good, boy. You have my whole cock in you now. You're ready for me to fuck you good and hard.”
“Yes, please. Need you. Need more.” I’d never been so desperate to be filled, to have a man surround me with himself. King thrust into me again and again, fast and hard. I gasped for air as I worked my hips, trying to take him as deep as I could. I was consumed with need. Then, without warning, he pulled out and sat back.
Tears pricked my eyes. He couldn’t leave me like this. “What’s wrong? What did I do?”
“Nothing, little human. I just want to see you. I want to be watching you when we’re locked together.”
“L-Locked together?”
He smiled at me as he undid the cuffs that held my wrists and ankles. “Don’t tell me all your shifter porn never taught you about knotting?”
“You mean that actually happens to you? That’s a real thing?”
“It absolutely is.”
“Your cock is going to get even bigger?”
He laughed as he lifted me and carried me toward the bed. “It is, and you’re going to take my knot and love it.”
I was fairly sure he’d wreck me, but I wasn’t going to protest. He wanted to come inside me, to mark me as his, and I’d never wanted anything more.
King laid me on the bed on my back. As soon as he settled between my legs, he drove back into me, seating himself fully with one powerful thrust.
I grew more and more frenzied in my need as he fucked me. “Please, King! Please let me come.”
“Soon. But not until I say.”
He slid out slowly and pushed back in, letting me feel every inch as he stretched me open. Then he leaned down, and his lips brushed mine. “I want you to remember this moment, Emerson. I want you to remember when I first filled you up.”
I licked my lips, unsure if I could actually form words. “I could never forget
this.”
He kissed me then, harder this time, forcing my lips open and driving his tongue in as he drove his cock back into my ass. He fucked me relentlessly, holding my gaze the whole time. Then finally, when I was sure my climax was going to come crashing over me despite the cock ring, he unsnapped it and wrapped his hand around my shaft. “You can come for me now, Emerson. Come as I knot you.”
It took no more than a few strokes of his hand before my balls drew up and cum shot from my cock. After being denied for so long, coming was as much pain as pleasure, but I didn’t care. Agony or pleasure, all of it was for King. I was pleasing him, and that made me happier than anything ever had. I cried out as I worked my hips, shooting again and again. When I was fully spent, I realized King’s cock was swelling inside me. “Oh, fuck. It hurts.”
“You can take it. I know you can. I’m going to fill you with my cum, and no one else is ever going to touch you like this.”
“Please, King, please, give it all to me.”
He growled as he made the shallow thrusts his knot allowed. My ass burned from the stretch and from the heat of his cum inside me. I wanted all of it. I clung to him, pulling him down against me. He kissed me hard, bruising my lips with the force of it.
“Look at me,” he ordered when he pulled back.
I did and his eyes had gone wolfish. He stared at me as we lay there locked together. “You’re mine now. I’m your protector.”
“This isn’t just a temporary thing, is it? Like we’re just playing and after the scene, this all ends?”
He growled. “No.” His voice was rough and I could hear the wolf in it. “When I say you’re mine, I mean I have no intention of giving you up.”
His words made my heart skip a beat. He wanted me. Not just right then, but… forever? I was afraid to even think that.
King maneuvered us so I was lying on top of him. We remained locked together by his knot. Every once in a while he made a small thrust, and even after all I’d been through, it sent frissions of pleasure through me. “How long does your knot last?”
“A few more minutes, probably. Not too long. It’s not good to be vulnerable like we are when we’re locked together.”
“Are you really in danger right now?” I asked.
“It’s not anything I can’t handle.”
I wanted to ask more questions, but I didn’t think he’d be willing to answer them. I liked his dominance and protectiveness when he was fucking me, but the closed-off arrogance about the rest of his life was frustrating as hell. I hoped he’d eventually open up to me.
We lay there in silence for several moments. I enjoyed the warmth of his body beneath me as I traced patterns on his chest, running my fingers through the dark hair there. I breathed in the scent, marveling at how much it calmed me. I felt like I could lie there with him forever, but eventually his knot shrank, and he began to slip from my body. When he rolled us to our sides and pulled out of me, I winced, realizing how very tender my ass was.
“Sore?”
“Yeah. That was amazing, but you’re huge, especially with the knot.”
“You took it well, little human.”
His compliment made me warm inside. I wanted to please him, to be the man he wanted to keep. “What happens now?”
“I’m going to clean you up, and then I have to get back to work. I’ll have Jax drive your car home, and Denny can drive you.”
“I can drive my own car.”
He raised his brows. “Who’s in control here?”
My heart pounded. Could I really do this? Could I let him take control? I’d struggled against the flogger until I’d learned that accepting the pain was so much easier than fighting it. I’d let it come, let it bloom across my skin. Allowing King to hold me down and drive into me was easy. But I wasn’t sure I could handle him telling me where I could go and what I could do when we weren’t in a bed or a playroom.
He took my hands and tugged until I sat up, then cupped my face and made me look at him.
“I want to take care of you.”
“You want to control me.”
He smiled. “I do. But I want that to be good for both of us.”
“I don’t know if I can let you run my life.”
“I need to know you’ll listen to me so I can keep you safe.”
“But you still won’t tell me what you’re keeping me safe from?”
King frowned. “The more you know, the more danger there is for you.”
I wanted things to feel like they had a few minutes before. I wanted the joy of submitting to him, not this fear that I’d gotten in way over my head. He was going to demand things of me that I wasn’t sure I could give. Expect me to accept things far worse than the sting of a flogger on my ass or the burn as his knot expanded inside me.
He brushed my hair off my face. “You said you wanted to surrender to me. Do you still want that?”
Did I? Had I even understood what that meant beyond spanking and restraints? I wanted him. I knew that. “I’m not sure. I mean, when you were flogging me or fucking me, yes. But beyond that…”
“I don’t want a slave. I don’t want you to stop telling me when you don’t like something or when you’re scared. I want you to have opinions and be your own person. But I also want you to trust me to make certain decisions, to know what’s best. Will you try that for me?”
I had a sense that he was rarely this soft or tender with anyone. He normally gave orders and expected people to obey immediately, whether they were employees or submissives or even his brothers.
“I’ll try.” What choice did I have? I couldn’t walk away from this man, no matter what he asked of me. I was drawn to him in a way I’d never imagined possible. It was like I was meant to be his. “But will you try to tell me at least a little more about the danger your family and I are in?”
King sighed. “To say that shifters are competitive is an understatement. Plenty of others would like to be where I am, and they wouldn’t mind hurting as many people as necessary to get there. Being human, you’re especially vulnerable, but even if you were a wolf or another shifter, you’d still be in danger from those who are stronger or more powerful.”
“So there really are some wolves who are stronger than others?”
King nodded. “I’m an alpha; so are my brothers Bryce and Garrett. It’s not all that common to have that many in one generation. Garrett is adopted, but he’s a Howler, and we’ll fight anyone who says he’s not. Alphas are physically stronger and we like dominance and control.”
“So are all the Doms here alphas?”
“Many, but not all. And while almost all alphas are forceful in our day-to-day lives, that doesn’t mean we all crave to be dominant sexually.”
That was certainly interesting and unexpected. I wanted to know more, but I’d most likely gotten all I could out of him for now. “Thank you for telling me that.”
He gave me what I was beginning to think of as his indulgent smile. “Do you think you can stand now?”
I felt boneless and so well used, but he needed me to try. “Maybe.”
He held my shoulders to steady me at first. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m just a little shaky, but I can walk.”
“That’s to be expected after what we just did.”
I sighed. “It was better than all my fantasies.”
“Really?”
It was the first time I’d seen him question himself. “Yes. I’d heard that sex with a shapeshifter was overwhelming, that it felt as if all your senses were on high alert. It’s supposed to be so rough and wild you might not survive.”
“With some you might not.”
“But with you I did, and it felt incredible.” I shivered with the memory.
“Don’t think too much about it. I need your dick soft for the next thing I do.”
I frowned. Why would he need me soft? He pulled something out of his toy cabinet and my jaw dropped. “Is that a c-cock cage?”
I k
new the answer before he confirmed it. It was a clear plastic contraption in the shape of a cock. There were interlocking pieces that fit together and a tiny lock that held them in place. It was too small to allow my cock to harden. My heart raced and the room began to spin. “I… I’m not sure.”
“You’re going to wear this when we’re not together. I’m in charge of your pleasure now, not you and sure as hell not anyone else. If you’re obedient, I’ll take it off frequently and give you the relief you’ll grow desperate for.”
“And if I’m not?”
“Then it stays on, and you don’t get to come for a very long time.”
I licked my lips. The thought of him having that much control over my cock both thrilled and terrified me.
“You have your safe word if you need it.” He seemed almost pained as he reminded me, as though giving me an out went against all his instincts. I had to remember this man was a predator. A wolf. His claws could shred me. His teeth could rip my throat out, and he’d barely have to work for it. Yet I trusted him.
“I want to be yours.” As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I felt sweet relief at turning over control.
7
King
I pulled Emerson into my arms. As he sagged against me, I felt the tension drain from him.
“See? I know what you need,” I said as I stroked his back.
“How do you already know me so well?”
I was tempted to tell him, because I was more sure than ever that he was my mate. I didn’t want to let him go, not even for him to return to my house. I didn’t want him with Jax and Denny. No other man should be near him. I wanted to take him away into the woods and build a den for us where I could play with him, train him, show him everything I could do.
But even if it was safe to leave my brothers here, even if the things I’d built wouldn’t come crashing down in my absence, I wasn’t sure Emerson was truly ready for that. I didn’t want to scare him away. Maybe it was silly to worry about that. I’d just flogged him and fucked him within an inch of his life, and that hadn’t scared him off. Neither had the cock cage. I was thankful he wanted to take what I wanted to give, but I supposed that was to be expected if he were truly my fated mate. Still, that didn’t mean he was ready for claws and teeth. I had to be sure I could hold back enough before I let my wolf loose around him.
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