Page 31 of Wilder Obsessions

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, little girl,” he warns, his tone sending chills of anticipation over my skin.His eyes darken, igniting with a fire that stirs something deep within me.He leans forward, his hands sliding up my arms, leaving trails of warmth in their wake.

“I think it’s time you learn what happens when you don’t do as you’re told,” he whispers into the shell of my ear.

“I’m your protector, your guide, your anchor.I know you’ve never had a role model, and that makes it even more important for you to trust in my strength and love.When you disobey me, it can put you in danger—something I cannot allow.I promised you this was forever, didn’t I?”His words envelop me like a comforting blanket, so I nod.

“Words, Arwen,” he commands, carrying an edge that urges me to comply, to submit.

“Yes.”I swallow hard.

“Yes, what?”I hesitate, not knowing what he wants from me.The words hang in the air, taut with expectancy.

“Yes, sir?”I venture, as a thrill runs through me.

“Close.From now on I’m going to be yourDaddy.”His admission sends a jolt of electricity shooting through me.Tears pool in my eyes as I look up at my handsome mate, searching for any signs of insincerity, but all I find is determination and a hint of mischief.I bite my lip, trying to steady my voice.

“Really?”I ask, barely above a whisper.I’ve only read about this in books but it has always intrigued me.It feels surreal, the notion of surrendering so completely to him, yet an undeniable allure beckons me, whispering sweet promises of freedom from control.

“Yes, Starlight.I will be everything you’ve ever needed and more than you could ever fathom,” he assures, running the back of his hand along my cheek.“Now, since we have that squared away, there’s the little matter of your disobedience that has to be addressed.”Wilder’s eyes twinkle with mischief, igniting a wildfire of desire within me that grows hotter and more intense.

“Oh?”He laughs softly, a low, rumbling sound that sets my nerves alight with anticipation as he stands, effortlessly lifting me into his arms and carrying me toward the kitchen table

“Bend over, Starlight,” he whispers, his warm breath ghosting over my neck like a whisper of promises yet to be fulfilled.Without a trace of hesitation, I lean over the formal dining table, as I rest my head, arms folded.The way he commands me makes my heart race, hunger pooling in my stomach.

In one swift motion, he rips my flimsy sleep shorts and underwear from my body, casting them to the floor.

“Mmm, look at that ripe cunt.It’s always dripping for me, isn’t it?”he growls appreciatively, igniting a blush across my cheeks as I clench my thighs together, desperately seeking friction to quell the ache within.

“Nu-uh, naughty girls don’t get to come,” he tsks playfully, a note of authority layered beneath the teasing.“Tell me what your safeword will be.”All rational thoughts seem to flee my mind, scrambling for the answer he seeks, as heat emits through me.

“Umm ...fire?”His chuckle rumbles from him, sending ripples of delight through my body.Fire was the only word that came to mind based on the molten lava that courses through me whenever he’s near.Lately I’m always hot and needy for him, aching like I’ll die if I don’t get relief.

“Fire.Interesting choice.I know what my girl needs, but first...”He holds up rope in front of me, and I can feel the authenticity in his gaze.He is a master but also my protector.

“Put your hands behind you, little one.”I turn back with confusion in my eyes.Is he going to do what I think he is?

Hesitantly, I draw my arms out from under my head, then push them behind me.Wilder’s warm hands pull my wrists together and quickly ties them together.I wiggle my fingers, testing the bindings.

“You aren’t getting out of that until I say so,” he smirks, making me roll my eyes.“What was that, Starlight?Are you wanting more spankings than I originally planned?”I shake my head, causing a deep rumble of laughter to burst from his chest.

“I didn’t think so.Now, count,” he commands.

Without warning, the sting of his palm connects with my skin, echoing through the room like thunder.My ass is stinging from the spanking and I gasp, forcing myself up on my tiptoes.

“One,” I squeak out, my body arching instinctively at his touch.

“Good girl,” he praises, his voice smooth like rich velvet, melting my resolve further.Before I could collect myself, another slap rains down, and a moan escapes my lips.There’s pain but also an underlying pleasure that has me backing up closer to him.

“Number?If you can’t keep up then we will start over,” he teases, the challenge present in his tone.

“Two!”I exclaim, the line between pleasure and pain blurring with each strike.He’s got me twisted up so tight, I think I could come from just his touch.He caresses my throbbing skin, soothing the ache with his hands.

“Three more,” he commands and with every strike, pleasure surges through me, making me teeter on the edge of bliss.

“Five!”I shout finally, a whimper escaping as I fight fiercely against the tidal wave of an orgasm crashing on me.

“You did so well.That wasn’t so bad, was it?”he murmurs, his hands easing over my sore flesh, igniting patches of sensation across my body.

“No,Daddy,” I tease, tasting the new name on my tongue, relishing in the way it hangs in the air between us.He growls in response, a primal, raw hunger that sends shivers dancing along my spine.

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