Fated Mate Conquered - Luna Voss Page 0,10

me submitting to him, let’s just say there are other… benefits. I guess if you’re not mated, you wouldn’t have experienced that yet.”

I blush. “I can imagine,” I say, remembering my conversations with Aspen and thinking about the embarrassing twinge of excitement that flared through me as Turan spanked my bottom. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course,” she says kindly.

“After Turan spanked me earlier, at the end, I kind of thought I did something to earn more of a punishment. But he didn’t do it. He just left, even though I’m pretty sure he noticed. And I just had this weird feeling of being… unfulfilled. Like, it’s not that I wanted him to spank me more, but…” I don’t know how to describe the complicated feelings this experience brought up in me. “Does that make any sense? Do you ever get anything like that?”

Lorvyta smiles. “I’m pretty sure I would, if I ever misbehaved and then Fulgetio didn’t spank me for it properly. Thankfully, we don’t have that problem. He’s good at staying firm and not putting up with my bullshit.” She scratches her chin. “It’s not Turan’s nature to be like that. Maybe he was trying to be nice, because it was your first time?”

“I guess so.”

“Unless you think he’s your Fated Mate, I wouldn’t worry about it,” says Lorvyta. “If anything, just be glad you avoided a harder punishment. Turan is normally a pretty authoritative guy.”

I chuckle wryly. “I noticed.”

After talking with Lorvyta, I head back to my bedroom, feeling slightly better about things. It’s nice to know another person who is a part of this same male-dominated culture and seems to be managing it happily enough. I guess it helps when you’ve met your Fated Mate.

The thing is, though, I’m not trying to meet my Fated Mate. Not at all. I’ve heard about the effects those pheromones can have on you, and I’m not interested. Nor am I interested in bringing a man into my life who thinks it’s his right to spank me. That experience with Turan was humiliating enough, and I’m not keen to repeat it.

So when I get back to my room, I dig into the bottom of my luggage and find the little bottle of suppressant pills I’ve been hiding ever since I got here.

Usually, suppressants for females have two parts: one pill that regulates your reproductive system and stops you from going into heat, and another that dulls your response to masculine pheromones and prevents you from being scented by your Fated Mate. Together, these two drugs allow female Voorians to live, mate, and reproduce very much like humans.

Unfortunately, I only have access to the second pill, the one that hides me from a potential Fated Mate. The Vostra don’t allow their members to take suppressants, and so when they first captured me, they threw out what they thought were my suppressant pills. In actuality, they only threw out the first course.

I’ve been taking pills from the second bottle ever since I arrived here on the planet of Doros. Under ordinary circumstances, I wouldn’t take any suppressants at all until I went through my first heat, which for some goddamn reason still hasn’t happened at the age of 20. But these aren’t ordinary circumstances. I don’t regret joining the Butarza Family, but that doesn’t mean I’m about ready to let some vostrat claim me and mark me for life. At least if I keep taking the pills I do have, it’s less likely that someone will get the idea in his head I’m his Fated Mate.

I swallow the pill and then lie down on my bed, wincing as I put weight on my sore bottom. And for some reason, now that I’m alone, the feeling causes my pussy to twitch. There’s something about the lingering reminder of Turan’s dominance that makes me feel oddly sensual.

With a sigh, I wiggle out of my skirt and begin to touch myself. And even though I’m not meaning to, even though I’m trying not to, all the thoughts and images that go through my head are of Turan, and the stern authority with which he spanked me earlier. I try to resist it at first, and then I give in, and allow myself to dwell on the memory of being stuck over his knee as he flipped up my skirt and slapped my ass over and over again.

My whole body quivers as I reach climax, and the pleasure coursing through me is stronger than I usually