Page 60 of Tamed for Her Pleasure

There is another side, and I lavish it with similar attention. My hands slip under the hem of her dress, and I fill my hands with her jiggling ass as she presses against my mouth for more. I drag my lips from her tit, pin her body flush with mine and take her lips for a lusty kiss as I spank her ass hard.

She moans into my mouth.

Gods, how I love her.

By the time I come up for air, we are both panting for breath, and my cock is disgusted with me for not plowing her already.

Maybe a little taster wouldn’t hurt? Warm her up inside…

“Take my cock out, little girl, and put it where you need it.”

She huffs out a little breath, pretending to be reluctant. She likes it when I call her lass or girl or little girl. Yes, she definitely gets off on that. She is a princess who will one day be queen, a skilled fighter who stalked into an enemy camp without a bit of fear. But here in the privacy of our room, she is my filthy little girl who gets her bottom spanked and her pussy taken roughly by the alpha who claims her as his mate.

“Maybe you have something better to do and do not need my...”

She hisses, her hands between us, yanking the last few buttons undone and liberating my cock. She sobs with joy, lifting up and making me nearly spill my load as she slides the tip all over her slick pussy before finally lodging it at her entrance.

I don’t help her, relaxing my hold, letting her struggle, bouncing down with little mutters of frustration as she tries to impale herself.

“That’s my filthy girl. Look at you, using your mate for your pleasure.”

“Oh, please help, Alfred!”

Well, since she asked so nicely… I take her hips in hand and slam her up and down. The pleasure shoots down my spine and straight to my balls. I repeat once, twice, three times before I lift her off and set her on her feet.

My cock is pulsing pre-cum and throbbing with arousal. If her little wail of protest is any indication, her pussy has been nicely warmed up inside.

“Now, over you go. No more dick until I have gotten my dues.”

She all but throws herself over my lap, muttering about ungodly males. I grin, approving of her impatience.

We have done this a time or two since I first took her in hand. She enjoys a spanking as much as I enjoy being the one to administer it. I cup her ass over the dress. Gods, she has got an ample ass: firm, tone, and soft all at once.

I throw a look heavenward, beseeching the Goddess to give me strength not to come over my fucking pants before I lower my gaze and draw the hide dress over her plump ass.

“Fuck,” I mutter gruffly as I cup the naked skin, already a little flushed from my earlier spanks. I love her like this, all submissive, draped over my lap, ready for my pleasure. “I can smell you already, mate. I think somebody enjoyed wearing this naughty little dress to tease her mate.”

“Alfred, please get on with it! Spank me. And don’t hold back. I am ready for you to spank me. I am ready for your knot!”

Spank!

“Do not tell a man when he will or will not give you his knot.”

Spank!

She only groans and pushes up for more.

“That is very naughty.” I pepper her bottom cheeks in loving spanks until it takes on a pretty, deep blush.

“Oh, why are you stopping?” She twists to peer back at me.

I arch one brow. “You are very fucking impatient.”

Spank! Spank! Spank! The next spanks are particularly firm.

She gasps.

“Hm, I think somebody is enjoying this too much.”

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