Page 83 of Brutal Birthright

Ri contemplated it. She really did. But from the wild look in his eye and the way her body was already on fire for him, she was already a puddle beneath his touch.

This fucking asshole barely needed to breathe on her, and every part of her body began to arch and respond. Knowing without a doubt that he held a fated connection over her very soul.

“Hmm. Maybe you can listen, little faerie? Got nothing to say now that you’re naked and whoring yourself out for me?”

Oh, fuck, why did his filthy mouth have such an effect on her? She whimpered beneath the heavy press of his fingers around her throat. The ache of her budded nipples and tightening of her core was already leaving her slightly dizzy with pleasure.

And the punishment hadn’t even begun yet.

“I think you need to be reminded why it is important to listen to instructions.” His sapphire blue eyes scorched her. Raking over her body from his imposing height as he began walking her backwards. Still grasped by the front of her neck and with clear intentions to take this into the bedroom.

Ri’s mouth popped open, and she darted out her tongue to wet her bottom lip. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear.

As they cleared the doorway, Rowan moved so fast she barely had time to react. One moment, she was upright, the next, she’d been draped over his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed.

She was faced with the sight of the floorboards and his heavy boots while her bare ass was right where he wanted.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Her body clenched with arousal and excitement and the tinge of fear, knowing what was to come next but also having complete trust in Rowan to make this feel good for her. Although, if the size of his giant palm was anything to go by, this wasn’t going to just be a little sting.

This shit was going to hurt.

In the best way possible.

“Fuck off.” She tried to wriggle against him. Not really trying to get away–or able to even if she really wanted to–but playing into this game between them. He liked her fire, as much as he professed to detest it, and she knew this would only make it hotter for the both of them.

Rowan would very quickly discover just how wet she already was, and he hadn’t even laid a hand on her… yet.

Crack.

One stinging blow landed across her ass as he growled something ancient and dark sounding.

“You don’t get to argue or fight your way out of this.” He followed the first blow with another on the other cheek.

Both smacks sent heat blooming and curling beneath her skin and her core clenched. The pain rippled through her, quickly turning into a molten heat between her thighs.

“Don’t fucking touch me, brute.” She spat out. Her hands fisted the sheets on the edge of the bed and she bit down on her lower lip. Ready for the inevitable to keep on coming.

Two quick blows came one after the other. She was writhing harder now. Unable to stop the low moan in the back of her throat that escaped past her lips when he roughly slid his hand between her legs. Fondling at her entrance and sliding through the wetness gathered there.

Everything felt hot and tingly and bright sparks of pain intermingled with pleasure were busy rushing around her body.

“What a soaking wet cunt. Looks like you’re a good little whore who likes her ass being turned red.” He plunged two fingers in and out in shallow thrusts at her entrance, and the wet sounds filling the room were absolutely filthy.

Heat raced up her chest and onto her cheeks. Without thinking, she arched her back and spread wider to give him better access.

That earned her two more quick slaps across the already stinging flesh. Causing a sharp yelp to burst out of her.

She fucking loved this. It felt so right with him.

“I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson at all. You’re just a dirty girl who gets off on this shit.” The rougher edge to his voice now made her pussy clench. He was clearly just as affected by this game, and his hard cock jutting against her hip was evidence of that.

“Make me learn then.” She hardly recognised her own voice. Breathy and dripping with sex. Ready to push him to really show her what he wanted to do right now. To use her and take his own pleasure in just the way she would be happy to allow him to.

“Such a smart mouth. Let's see how you talk back when you’re choking on my cock.” Rowan growled and shoved her off his lap. “Get on your fucking knees.” Without anything remotely gentle in his handling of her, Ri found herself naked and dripping wet, knelt on the hard wooden floor between his thighs.

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