Page 28 of Regal Queen

No.

No.

This couldn’t be real. I was dreaming. I was still in my bed, curled up next to Coulter. I didn't kiss Bourbon, claiming him as mine. I didn't kneel down on the balcony floor and suck his dick.

And I definitely didn't hear him tell me he wanted to put a baby in me.

At the shake of my head, his eyes grew cold in an instant. "No?"

"No," I answered, and my voice shook. I tired to reason with him. "Bourbon, we can't. Not right now. We're not even safe ourselves, we can't bring a baby into this world. Not until we can keep him protected.”

His face grew dark and stormy. “You think I can't protect my own child?"

My lips parted but no words left them. I was speechless.

He straightened, pulling his cock back into his pants and zipping them up.

Then his hands were suddenly on my hips and he jerked me around so that my back was to his chest. Placing his hand on my back, he pushed me down, bending me over so that my ass was in the air. At the same time, he grabbed my wrists, holding them tight behind my back.

Oh god.

His hand slid down my back, smoothing over my ass. "You don't trust me Rose, is that it?" His voice deepened. "You think that just because you can't see all the ways I'm protecting us, even now, that I wouldn't do everything in my power to protect the child that we make?"

His hand went back up to my back, and when it slid back down, he took my silk pajama bottoms and my underwear with it, baring my ass to the open air.

"You've insulted me, Rose. And now you will pay for it." His hand smoothed over the exposed skin and I couldn't stop the shiver that crawled up my spine. "I think twenty will do."

"Twen-ty?" My voice was trembling.

"Yes Rose." His voice was firm. "And you will count each one." Then his hand came down on my ass and my mouth dropped open as I exhaled a breath.

He was fucking spanking me?

"Count them, Rose."

He was spanking me, and expected me to count?

"That's five more for not immediately obeying me." His hand came down on my ass again, and to my utter fucking amazement, another shiver crawled up my spine and wetness pooled between my thighs.

Was it possible that I actually liked this? That I was turned on my his dominion over me?

If I ever spank you, Rose, you will like it,he’d said.

"One, two," I squeaked out, my tongue thick with the words but curious to find out more.

Wack.

“Three."

Wack

"Four."

Wack

“Five." My voice was growing stronger, and the wetness between my thighs was increasing, along with my breathing. He paused, his fingers moving between them and he he hissed when they slid through my cunt.

"You're wet, Rose," his voice was thick and tortured. “God, where did you come from?”

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