Page 50 of Claimed by the Savage Dragons
‘I’m going to give you a spanking, and if you take it like a good girl, maybe I’ll let you come afterward.’
My eyes widen as I scramble out of the seat and start to back away. ‘I think—I think I will ru?—’
‘Too late, little rabbit.’
He lunges for me, catching me so easily that I know I never had a chance.
He has me bent over the nearby table with my oversized shirt flipped up over my back inside of a second. There’s no preamble and the first slap across my ass cracks through the room.
I squeal, trying to protect my vulnerable flesh with my hands, but he grabs my wrists and holds them, delivering another openhanded smack.
I jump, trying to evade him any way I can, but he just chuckles and licks the shell of my ear.
‘Take it,’ he snarls, ‘or I’ll use something that’ll hurt more, my little female.’
‘Like what?’ I can’t help but gasp.
‘Maybe a wooden spoon from the kitchen.’
That would be worse.
I try to relax in his hold, letting my body rest on the tabletop, and I hear a low chuff of approval.
‘Good little rabbit.’
The next four smacks happen in quick succession almost as if he’s trying to get it over with. They hurt, though, and while I try not to scream, tears track their way down my face.
Without warning, he thrusts two fingers inside me, and I squeal at the suddenness, at how good it feels, how the pain seems to heighten the pleasure.
‘Very wet,’ he says almost to himself
Shame courses through me, and I can’t help the telltale sniffle. How can I like this? How can I let this creature do this to me?
I squeeze my eyes shut and I feel him pick me up, settling into one of the chairs with me straddling his lap. I don’t look at him as he spears me in one smooth motion with an animalistic noise of contentment, but I can’t help my cry as he stretches me.
It feels so good.
And that makes it worse.
He controls the motions, moving me up and down as he fucks me with abandon. The pressure coils deep inside me, and before I know it, my hips are meeting his every thrust, trying to take him deeper.
It’s hard and fast and it’s everything my body has been craving since I woke up, I realize.
As soon as my body crests, and my muscles spasm, my legs jerking, he lets out a low snarl and empties himself into me, biting the side of my neck hard and snarling a word so low I almost can’t make it out.
‘Mate.’
Afterward, I open my eyes, and he blinks at me.
‘Mari?’ he says, confusion in his eyes. ‘Fuck.’
His fingers that have been digging into my hips gentle and his brow furrows in concern.
‘Are you okay?’
I nod jerkily.
He’s still inside me and he seems to realize that at the same time I do because he swears again and lifts me off him, settling me into his lap, cradling me like a baby.
