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He hadn’t started spanking me yet, or alluded to what might come after I was restrained to his liking, but I was in free fall. My heart rate jacked up, and calm became lost under the heady sensations awakening in me as he took command of my body.

“So pretty, all spread open like this,” he said. “I’m going to eat this sweet pussy out so good once we’re done. Would you like that?”

“Yes. God, please yes. Green, green, green.”

I didn’t understand what was happening, or my response. I should’ve been more alarmed, but all I felt was an edgy kind of arousal. I could feel the slickness and how open and exposed I was. The cool air conditioning touched me there, seeming to dance across my skin.

“I’m going to turn you over now. Remember what I said last time? If you want me to stop, just tell me to stop. I won’t be angry. I won’t be upset. We’ve come this far, we’ve started. I’ll hold you until you feel fine again. Okay?”

“Yes.” I felt strangely close to tears. Brushing the hair from my cheek, he leaned in and kissed me. I opened to him, chasing his tongue, trying to lean up and get more. His hand collared my throat, holding me still, making the kiss once more on his terms. He gentled and stopped before I was ready.

“I’ve got you now,” he said. “You’re mine. I’ll always take care of you. I’ll never ever be cross with you if you can’t do what I ask. I’m proud of you for doing this much.”

My chest felt full with a giddy kind of light.

“Are you ready to turn over?”

“Please,” I said.

Lifting me with ease, he turned me over, face down, ass up, knees bent.

Gathering my left hand, he kissed the knuckles before enclosing my wrists in a cuff.

He took his time about it, making sure it wasn’t too tight, that I was comfortable.

Afterward, he held my wrist and the cuff all together in his big warm hand.

It was the strangest sensation, making me feel somehow both vulnerable and safe.

“I’m going to attach it to the spreader now.”

“Please.”

“Good girl.”

And even in this, he took his time, pausing to skim his hand over my shoulder, down my back, over the curve of my waist, the swell of my ass, over my hip, thigh, and calf, setting a fire across my skin all the way to my left ankle. My hand was drawn back and then attached.

Awareness bloomed. I wanted to relax into it, but it was like my body teetered on the edge of rebellion, and I tugged. The lack of movement was shocking. His hands were immediately on me, against my shoulder and wrist, holding me still.

“Are you okay, baby?”

“Yes. Green.”

“Good girl, just breathe.”

This time, he leaned down and pressed a kiss against my hip.

I was so wet. All I could think about was the rising need and the relief that would be mine when he finally made me come.

“I’m going to do the other side now,” he said. He applied the same tender care as he attached the cuff, pausing at every step, watching me, before attaching the second cuff.

I concentrated on breathing, reminding myself that he would stop if I needed him to, losing myself in the look on his beautiful face as his eyes drank me in.

“Absolutely stunning,” he said.

* * *

Ryder

She looked fucking gorgeous, all spread out and vulnerable before me. My cock was so fucking hard that I could have driven nails with it. Best of all, the heady scent of her arousal perfumed the air. She was enjoying this, maybe as much as I was.

I couldn’t decide where to let my eyes linger first. Her lips were parted, her chest rising and falling unsteadily, and her wet pussy was on display, but it was her big, doe eyes watching me that sucked me in.

She would come so fucking hard after I was done with this. I would make sure of it.

And afterward, however gentle I needed to be, however long, even if it took me all fucking night, I was getting my dick inside her. If I had to work her up to every single fucking inch, that was what I was going to do. I wasn’t coming until I could come inside Emma.

Her pretty eyes grew as wide as saucers as I reached for the buckle of my belt. Her breath hitched as it came out with a whoosh. “Remember what I said before.” Her eyes flashed toward mine. “Just say if you need me to stop or slow.”

She swallowed. “I’m…really aroused.”

“Baby, it’s going to sting so good. If everything so far is any indication, the endgame will be so worthwhile.”

Laying my belt out beside her so she could look her fill, I circled around to the bottom of the bed.

I needed to fucking touch her. My hands seemed obscenely large against the creamy-colored flesh of her thighs.

I squeezed, and she groaned softly. My thumbs skimmed upward to the outer lips of her pussy…

that was fucking drenched, and my mouth watered.

Maybe one little taste to whet my appetite, so she would know how good I was going to treat her afterwards.

“I’m so fucking proud of you, Emma.” This was a lot for someone to do the first time.

The trust that she’d placed in me brought a swell of joy to my chest. She was a treasure, one I wanted to reward, to imprint myself upon so deeply that no other male would compare. One way or another, Emma was mine.

I sank to my knees, and without the slightest preamble, ran my tongue the length of her slick pussy. She jerked, rattling the small chain that connected her cuffs to the pole, groaning when she found they didn’t give.

My smirk was pure feral hunger.

“God, what? Why are you stopping?”

I chuckled, landing an open-handed spank against the right ass cheek. “Baby, an alpha does what he wants to, when he wants to. I don’t take instructions well, unless it’s you asking me to stop. Are you asking me to stop?”

“God, no. I’m green!”

Smirking, I went back to eating her out from behind.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she mumbled into the covers.

Oh yeah, her sweet little pussy was gushing and her ass twitching. She wanted to come. I could feel her tension coiling, and so because I was an alpha and a bastard, I stopped.

She groaned again. I knew that she desperately wanted to curse me out, but my reminder that this was on my terms and not hers was still fresh in her mind.

“You're fidgeting, Emma. Can you be a good girl for me? Can you let me do this how I need to?”

“Ryder, please. I’m so good. I’m so, so good.”

I bit my lip to stifle my chuckle, enamored with her sweet begging, and went back to my feasting, getting my tongue all up inside her drenched little pussy and then swirling it close, but not quite up to her clit.

She tensed again, and I could hear her chanting under her breath.

I lifted my head. “Relax for me, baby.” I traced soothing circles with my hands on her pretty, heart-shaped ass. “Relax, Emma.”

“God, I want to come!”

“I know, baby, nice deep breaths.” Fuck, she was pure joy, and I hadn’t started yet. She heaved a ragged breath. “There we go.” I went back to her pussy, licking and nipping everywhere except that place where she most wanted me to.

She tensed again.

I stopped. “Baby?”

“I’m green. I think there’s something more than green, and that’s me. God! I’m very okay. Never been better in my life—” She cut off her wild ramble.

This time, I did chuckle.

“God! This is inhuman. Please make me come. Please god, please!”

I landed a sharp spank against her left ass cheek hard enough to raise a nice red handprint.

Her gasp was priceless.

“Not yet. Now relax.”

She growled at me, little brat. I spanked her right ass cheek equally hard.

Her gasp morphed into a groan. She was so fucking close to coming, but she wasn’t getting her reward until the punishment was done.

My cock was hard, jerking enthusiastically, wanting out of my pants.

I was leaking pre-cum like a fucking river.

I went back to tending her needy pussy, licking and kissing, getting my tongue all over it, driving her to the edge again, to the point where tension once more invaded her.

I stopped.

“I can’t help it,” she said with a groan. “I really need to come. Please make me come.”

“Punishment comes first, baby. Are you asking me to punish you?”

“I’m asking you to make me come,” she said, tone imperious.

My sweet little brat had so much to learn.

“You can’t have one before the other.” I rimmed the entrance to her pussy with one finger, then slowly, so slowly, sank into her hot, wet sheath.

She clenched around me. Fuck! She was so insanely tight.

I fucked my finger in and out, delighting in the wet squelchy noises it made.

“You’re absolutely drenched, Em,” I said.

“Can you hear those sweet, sticky noises as I finger you?”

She groaned into the covers again, her face flushed, those big, brown eyes pleading with me as I played, easing in and out.

“Are you close?”

“No!”

The brat was lying. I was sure of it. I twisted my finger and began to pump with a little more vigor, once, twice, and then stopped.

“Just what? Oh my god! Oh my god! I’m going to kill you!”

“Baby, you’re killing me too. Don’t think my cock isn’t trying to drill a hole through my jeans.

” She was going to unravel when I let her come, but not yet.

Her scent was all over me again, but this time, there was no thought of retreat.

This time, I didn’t fight it. This time, I embraced the throb and the burning desire to grip her hips and plow her hot cunt.

So fucking needy and so desperate. She was exactly where I wanted her to be as I picked up the belt.

“We’re going to begin now,” I said, rising to my feet.

She didn’t argue. Not a peep left her lips.

“Ask me for the first one.”

“Please, Ryder, punish me.”

I wrapped the top of the belt around my fist. The first crack of contact was loud. Emma gasped, and a beautiful red stripe bloomed.

“Oh god, that stings!”

“Remember what I said. Are you good?”

“I’m very, very bad,” she said. “Please do the next one!”

Tenderness wrapped around me, even as her defiance amused me.

With every strike, color bloomed. She panted, begged, and groaned, rattling the cuffs against the spreader.

Her ass was soon covered in a pretty pink glow.

I’d never seen anything more beautiful than her submission to me, and every time I checked with her, all she did was say green or beg me to carry on.

Somewhere along the way, my human mind began to sink and my beast rose to the forefront. He understood the underlying tells better, cataloging every twitch of the sweet human prey spread out before me.

The perfume of her arousal saturated the air by the time I dropped the belt. Her cunt and the tops of her thighs glistened with evidence of her state. “Good girl, you took that so well.”

Her breath turned to a pant as my fingers bit into the hot, pink flesh of her ass. I squeezed hard, and she groaned again, deeper, guttural, steeped with raw pleasure.

“Come for me, baby,” I said, my voice a barely tempered growl. “Come all over me.” I sank to my knees and feasted. From the first swipe of my tongue, she was coming apart for me, her body contorting and then turning rigid as she came, gifting me with a gush all over my waiting tongue.