Page 82 of Ruthlessly Mated
They exchange looks and I know that nothing I say is going to change what is going to happen. I fucked up in so many ways, over and over, and even though they tried to give me a pass, there’s no way they can let a small war slide.
I’ve damaged vampire/wolf/human relations for probably decades. Things that happened today will resonate forever.
I know I am in trouble. The fact that they’ve taken me somewhere first just means they’re planning on making a big deal of it.
We all get out of the car, and my punishment starts right away.
Conroy picks me up, puts me over the hood of the still warm car, and starts stripping my clothes off me, yanking my pants and underwear down to my ankles. I feel his hard cock rubbing against my slit, encouraging wetness though I wasn’t really ready yet.
“This is going to be the first of a lot of breedings,” he says. “You are going to submit when I tell you to submit, you are going to do as you are told, and the only thing I want to hear out of your mouth when I tell you what to do isyes, sir.Understand?”
He slaps his cock against my pussy as he waits for me to respond.
“I’m not gonna… ow!” I squeal as he spanks my ass hard enough to make me jolt against the car.
“This is a reset, Kita,” he snarls in my ear. “This is you learning what you are to us, to me. Your fucking place. This is not a joke, or play. I am serious. We are never going to repeat what happened here again. You are never going to cross a damn vampire again. You are going to be ours. Our lover. Our mate. Our naughty little breeding bitch.”
With those last words, he pushes his cock deep inside my pussy, which had gotten a lot wetter than I realized in the last little bit. I respond to him like crazy. I kind of wish I didn’t, wish I could tell him to fuck off and not tell me what to do, but the warmth ofthe car against my clit and now his big, hot cock surging in and out of my pussy is making me moan and forget my resistance.
Damon
She deserves this, my pretty, spunky, sweet little mate. A lot of people would think what Conroy is doing to her is cruel, the way he mates her without regard for what she says or does, but I am watching her melt into a submissive state and I know that this is what she needs. We love her more than we love life itself, but she has chased chaos for too long.
We discussed this while we waited for her, Tailor and Conroy talking about how she ran, how she got herself caught. How she was foolish and reckless and did not seem to care if she died.
I’ve seen it in her, that draw to annihilation. I think she’s more afraid of this connection, of what it means and what it will take from her, than she is about anything else.
So I hold her pretty face in place and I fuck her mouth and I give her animal cock to think about while Conroy surges inside her pussy, taking her as is his right. She is ours. Made for us. Her desire is what drives us and we take turns indulging it, and our own needs.
Our instincts are to fuck her, and that is what we do, filling each and every one of her tight little rebellious holes with our cum, over and over. Her ass is reddened from slaps, her thighs bear fingerprints too.
We move from the car to inside the house, throwing her down on the couch to continue her ravaging. She is gorgeous, soft, but still slightly rebellious as she lies on the cushions, her sex covered in glistening seed. She is in heat tonight, as she has never been before. I can smell her fertility.
“Oww!” she wails as Tailor’s hand claps against her inner thigh.
“Open your legs,” he growls, fisting his cock to slide it inside her dripping pussy. “You are due a good long fucking and knotting.”
I rarely see Tailor this aggressive, but we all know how much she needs this. This has to be the last time she ever does such a thing. She needs to be dominated so completely that there is no notion left inside her of anything resembling doubt as to the fact she belongs to us and with us.
The moan she lets out as he slides inside her is absolutely feral. She is submitting to us beautifully, needing every bit of dominant energy we can provide. While Tailor takes her pussy, I slide my cock back into her mouth, feel the sweet warmth of her tongue and cheeks. She looks up at me with a particularly cute gaze, her eyes widening up at me as she realizes by action, not word, that I am entirely on board with this plan to claim her.
Kita
Tailor gives me a few rough thrusts, then pulls out, picking me up from the couch and lying down where I just was.
“You’re going to ride my cock like a good girl,” he says. “You’re going to show me that you know how to behave yourself, or I amgoing to take my belt and thrash your rear until the very idea of being out of my sight makes your ass sweat.”
I let out a little aroused whimper. They have all already had their way with me, stretched me with their knots and filled me with their seed, but this is not a simple mating. I am being bred. And the breeding is not over.
“Get on top of me, spread your cheeks, and show me what a good girl you can be for me,” Tailor orders. He’s naked from the waist down, but he still has his shirt on, open all the way down. His cock stands up straight and thick and designed to fill me.
I do as he tells me. I’m usually very disobedient, and never submissive, and an absolute fucking nightmare, but I am trying to let myself finally be good, or some version of it. Damon and Conroy are close, rubbing my back, smacking my ass. Conroy comes around to the side of the couch, his glistening cock held in his hand as I straddle Tailor.
“Good girl,” Tailor praises roughly. “Get that naughty pussy on my cock. Now.”
I hold my cheeks spread and I lower myself onto his cock, working my hips with my thighs in a kneeling position as I do as I am told and breed myself on his dick. The moment he enters me, I feel my inner walls gripping him tight, and the heat of his cock pulsing inside me and fuck, I think I am melting. I reach down to hold myself up, pressing my hands against his chest.
“Amazing what a good sore bottom can do for a girl who doesn’t want to obey,” Tailor says. “If you’d just been good, I would be helping you right now. My hands would be wrapped around your hips. I’d be guiding you up and down my shaft, telling you whata good little mate you are. But instead, you’re having to fuck yourself on my cock. Aren’t you?”
