Fated Mate Conquered - Luna Voss Page 0,18

not in the mood to give warnings. I stalk over to her without a word and grab her by the wrists.

“What the fuck are you— get off me!” Kora struggles and protests, but I overpower her, half-leading, half-carrying her back to the captain’s seat.

“Your tone is inappropriate,” I tell her firmly, forcing her over my knee as she fights against me.

“Fuck you, inappropriate,” she spits.

I start to spank her repeatedly over her jumpsuit, relishing the loud slapping sounds as she continues to struggle.

“You fucking bastard,” she snarls, squirming, trying desperately to get away.

I spank her harder, holding her firmly in place. I want to make an impression.

“If you ever speak to me like that again, or to any other made member of the Butarza family, you’ll get a lot worse than this,” I growl, moving lower to slap the part of her butt that she sits on.

I glance up at Rojan and Geddion. Geddion looks more amused than anything. He grew up in the Vostra culture, and he’s used to this. Rojan, on the other hand, has an expression of fascination and mild shock.

“You’ve never seen a woman spanked before?” I ask him as I continue to punish Kora’s bottom.

“No,” he admits, frowning. “Is she— okay with that?”

I chuckle. “She’s definitely not okay with it, but she accepts her place within the Vostra. Just as you did when you signed up. It’s normal in our culture for females to be disciplined. Totally normal. Kora misbehaved, and this is the consequence. If she wishes to avoid it in the future, she’ll have to learn to be more respectful.”

I keep spanking Kora until she’s just on the verge of tears, and then I let up. This experience is supposed to be humbling, but I don’t need her to feel the embarrassment of crying in front of Rojan and Geddion. I give her butt a little pat, knowing it must be bright red under her clothes.

“I see you’ve picked one of the cabins for yourself,” I tell her, helping her off of my lap. “Go there. Now.”

Kora is a little bit shaky as she gets to her feet, and her cheeks are flushed. She doesn’t say a single word, just glares at me with pure hatred in her eyes.

Then she turns, stomps back to her room, and slams the door behind her.

“I don’t think she likes you very much,” Geddion jokes.

“That’s okay,” I growl. “As long as she stays out of our way.”

Kora

I slam the door to my room behind me, furious. I can’t believe this. I’m about to go into heat, trapped in hyperspace on a ship with Geddion, Rojan, and Turan? This is like my worst nightmare. My actual worst fucking nightmare.The humiliation of being spanked in front of Rojan and Geddion stings even worse than my reddened bottom. I can’t believe they saw that. I can’t believe Turan did that in front of them. Fuck Turan. Fuck him so much.

If he thought a spanking would get rid of my defiance, boy was he wrong. All I feel is defiance.. Well, that, and horniness. My emotions are all over the place, and my thoughts are a mess. I lie down in bed with my eyes open, the tingly soreness in my butt bringing me a weird sense of satisfaction that mixes with the pain.

Going into heat is fucking weird. I want this to be over.

9

Turan

“What the fuck is she doing on the ship?” I growl to the bridge at large, slamming my fist on the control panel in front of me. “She was supposed to be with Draga and Aspen. She’s going to be a liability.”

“I don’t think we’ll have to worry about her too much,” says Rojan. “I’ve always thought Kora seemed like she had a decent head on her shoulders.”

“That’s not the point,” I sigh. “Just having her along is a liability. We’re going to have to worry about keeping her safe through this entire mission. Seriously, why the hell is she coming onto the Epeshi ship to watch movies?”

Geddion hesitates. “Well… it’s kind of obvious, isn’t it?”

I stare at him, not understanding. “What’s obvious?”

He looks slightly awkward. “I mean, she came here to isolate herself. She’s probably going into heat.”

Oh. I guess I hadn’t considered that. Suddenly, I feel awkward too.

“Ah,” I say, not knowing how else to respond. I glance at Rojan, and see that he looks similarly uncomfortable.

The conversation dies down after that, and I just stare through the view screen at the stars streaking past,