Page 33 of Kazzon's Human Bride
“Oh, yes,Xerr,” she said in a breathless tone, “I have learned my lesson. I-I am sorry for my poor behavior, truly I am.”
Carnal pleasure rippled through him.Fluxx, the scent of her tempted the beast inside him. He released the ferocious growl building in his chest. He lifted her and forced her to stand between his spread thighs. Even standing in front of him while he remained seated, she still wasn’t taller than him. He stared directly at her, taking in the blush engulfing her entire face and her rapid breaths.
“Get on your knees, little human,” he said as he worked open the front of his pants, freeing his hardened length in one swift movement, “and show me just how sorry you are.”
Chapter 24
Slowly,Caylee lowered herself to the floor in front of her husband. She winced when her punished bottom came into contact with her heels, and she shot up and cupped her cheeks, embarrassment washing through her.
What was happening?
She stared at Kazzon, suddenly stunned by the experience they’d just shared. He’d given her a spanking, but not as a real punishment. Instead, he’d smacked her bottom while she writhed and pleaded upon his lap for… fun. Or something like that. Her mind whirled so fast she couldn’t think of a better word to describe it.
Everything between her thighs throbbed unbearably and she felt a bit miffed that he had avoided stroking her clit entirely—he’d teased her with fleeting strokes to her nether lips but hadn’t given her the release she craved.
The heated sting covering her bottom coalesced with the rampant arousal sweeping through her, making her pussy ache in a most unbearable manner. She eyed Kazzon’s huge cock and swallowed hard, nervous anticipation skittering through her as she considered the task ahead of her.
She’d never done anything like this before.
Kazzon was her first kiss, her first everything.
Show me how sorry you are.
His words from seconds ago repeated in her head, causing the pulsing aches in her nether region to deepen. As she moved forward and reached to grip his rigid length, she tucked her free hand between her thighs, edging her fingers close to the part of her that throbbed relentlessly.
She had never stroked herself before, but the temptation to caress her nubbin and swirl her moisture atop it, in the same fashion as Kazzon had done with his tongue several times now, became impossible to resist. A naughty thrill coursed through her.
He growled when she squeezed his shaft and lowered her head further, enough that her hot breaths likely wafted over his cockhead. But just before she could manage to stroke her clit, he gripped her arm and jerked it upward, removing her hand from between her thighs.
A severe look darkened his features. “You will never touch yourself without permission, Caylee.”
Shame overcame her and she looked away, unable to hold his gaze any longer. She hadn’t known he would sense what she was doing—she’d thought she was being sneaky, and it would appear she was only bracing her hand on her thighs. Her face burned and she sucked in a ragged breath. His grip on her arm tightened.
“Should I discover you have ever disobeyed this particular rule of mine, little human, you can expect a serious punishment session, likely one that involves a thick leather strap. Do you understand?”
She nodded, finally lifting her gaze to his. “Yes,Xerr. I-I understand, and I’m sorry.” She wished she could turn back time a few seconds and not reach between her thighs. Humiliation continued to heat her all over as she lowered her eyes to his cock, upon which she still had a firm grip.
Though uncertainty gripped her—she really didn’t know what she was doing—she leaned down and dragged her tongue along the tip of his shaft, licking away a drop of gleaming white liquid. A salty tang exploded across her tongue.
He released her arm and buried his hand in her hair, tugging on her locks as she continued placing slow licks upon his cock. His deep growls and moans helped foster her confidence—although she’d never done this before, apparently he was enjoying her efforts, clumsy though they might be.
Eventually, she wrapped her lips around his impressive girth and began moving her head up and down, allowing her tongue to caress his flesh as she built a fast rhythm. The sounds of pleasure rumbling from him increased and he tightened his hold in her hair, gripping her locks as a deep growl tore from his throat.
A quick glance up showed he’d closed his eyes. She breathed in through her nose and then exhaled, giving an audible sigh that caused her to hum over his cock. He sucked in a rapid breath through his teeth and finally opened his eyes.
“Gods, that feels good, little human.” He released her hair, then spent a few moments tucking errant strands behind her ears.
Need flickered in his dark depths and his cock jerked inside her mouth. His voice took on a sharp edge when he next spoke.
“When I spill my seed, I expect you to swallow every last drop.”
Her heart thudded in her ears. She tried to nod her understanding but couldn’t really accomplish the movement with her mouth so full. So, she focused her efforts on pleasuring him, praying that when the time came, she would somehow manage to gulp down every drop.
Nerves curled in her stomach, as she thought about the immense amount of seed that normally spurted from his shaft when he came in her pussy. The pearly white liquid would trickle down her thighs, often making a mess. Her face heated and her tummy did a small flip.
How would he react if she failed?
Would he spank her again, this time for real?
