Page 45 of Finding Love with the Fae King

Another smack was left on my other cheek, and I grew red. His lips crashed back into mine as he kept me pinned to the wall. “You like getting spanked, don’t you?”

Osirus kissed under my jaw and then sucked vigorously on my neck. A loud moan left my mouth, and another smack to my butt caused my core to clench. My grip became increasingly tighter as he pulled me from the wall.

“You are so wet for me. I can feel the heat between your thighs,” he seductively said as he sat on the bed and had my belly on his lap.

“Osirus! What are you—?”Smack. I groaned. Why did this feel so good? This was so wrong.

I wiggled, trying to get up, but Osirus held me pinned to his lap. “Stop right now, or I’ll make it, so it doesn’t feel good,” he growled.

I stilled, not out of fear but excitement.

“You want this?” He rubbed my butt as he pulled on my underwear with one of his fingers. They gently pooled at my ankles and dropped to the floor as I held onto Osirus’s pant leg. My breathing was heavy, and I was unsure what he would do next. Osirus lifted my skirt, my butt now on display for him to look at.

“Excited, are we?” he taunted.

I wanted to be a smart mouth but refrained. My butt was in the air and at his disposal. I couldn't understand why this was so incredibly hot to me. He palmed my butt again and massaged it. “I’m going to give you five spanks, and I want you to count.”

My breath hitched. Five? I whimpered against his pants.

“Do you want me to stop?” His voice held concern.

I looked up at him. He would stop if I asked, that much I gathered. But I was confused. Why did I like this so much? Just a few minutes ago, I was crying about handcuffs and crops. Now I was willingly letting him smack my butt like a child. It just felt so good when he did it!

Feeling my inner struggle, Osirus lifted me back up and had me sit on his lap.

“Melina, talk to me.” His hand removed a piece of fallen hair from my face.

“I-I don’t know,” I whispered.

“You are uncertain,” he stated.

I nodded, barely looking him in the eyes.

“It is all right to be excited and even turned on by it, especially when it is with someone you trust or care about.”

My heart leaped. I had cared for him in such a short amount of time. We still had a lot of cultural differences to talk about, but I felt safe with him. Safer than back on Earth by the cabin.

“I just never knew about these things,” I said shyly. “I do like it.”

Osirus’s face held an enormous grin. “If we do something you don’t like, I want you to say ‘red,’ can you do that?”

I nodded my head yes, and he swiftly put me back on his lap like the conversation had never happened. I squeezed my legs together in anticipation while I held onto his legs.

“Count, Melina.”

Smack.

“One.” I winced.

Smack.

“Two.” I locked my thighs tightly together.

Smack.

“Three.” I moaned loudly, which made Osirus’s hand falter while he groaned himself.

Smack.

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