Fated Mate Conquered - Luna Voss Page 0,35

spanking her very-red ass as it jiggles enticingly. “You do not disobey. When you disobey me, this happens. You get bent over, your panties pulled down, and you get a reminder of who the authority is in your life.”

Kora’s ass gets redder and redder as I keep punishing her, and soon, she’s yelping again and trying to wiggle her butt out of my way.

“Back in position,” I order, grabbing her hips and moving her back the way I want her. “You keep your butt where it is.”

She squeals as I return to spanking her ass, and soon she’s out of position again.

“Butt up, back arched,” I growl, guiding her hips. “If you lose your position again, I’m going to make you spread your legs and spank your pussy.”

That gets her attention. I slow down a little bit, trying to straddle that line between being too harsh, and not harsh enough. I don’t want to ruin her day or anything, but I do need to get through to her that what happened wasn’t okay. I need to feel her submit in a way she hasn’t yet.

“Turan, I’m sorry,” she whimpers as I give her a particularly hard spank. “It won’t happen again.”

I don’t let up. “I hope not, or you’re going to find yourself like this again.”

Finally, I hear the note in her voice that I’ve been waiting for. I stop spanking her as her shoulders start to shake. She begins to cry softly, and I return to stroking her back.

“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson, Kora?” I ask her gently, running my fingertips from the back of her neck all the way down to her reddened ass.

She nods, sniffling.

“Are you angry at me for punishing you?”

Kora hesitates, and then shakes her head. “I thought I would be.”

“But you know that it’s important for me to enforce my authority, even when you don’t like it?”

She nods again.

“Good girl,” I purr. “Come here.”

I help her up from the bed and she melts into my arms. I hold her tightly, comforting her as she lets out the last of her tears. She keeps clinging to me, burying her head in my chest. The moment feels incredibly intimate. I’ve always heard from my mated friends that a discipline session can be a bonding experience. Now I think I understand why. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Kora more submissive, more vulnerable. I squeeze her, filled with emotion.

Finally, I break the hug and push her back down on the bed the same way she was before. She looks back at me with dismay.

“Don’t worry, we’re all done with punishment,” I reassure her, patting her butt lightly. I start to unbuckle my belt. “I’m going to reinforce my dominance now in another way. A way I think you’ll actually come to enjoy.”

Kora lets out a little whimper, as though she knows what I have in mind. I run my fingers through her hair, then grab a handful and use it to pull her upright, bringing her in front of me with my lips right next to her ear.

“I’m going to use your bottom hole now, Kora.”

The scent of her arousal grows stronger. She lets out a little gasp, and the sound is wonderfully feminine, music to my ears. Her mouth hangs open and I put a finger inside it, reveling in her sensuousness as she closes her lips and begins to suck. I take the finger and move it down to the crease of her bottom, circling her tight little hole.

“Yes, Vostra,” comes her whispered reply.

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Kora

“Yes, Vostra.”

A chill runs through me as I verbally submit to Turan’s desire. Not out of fear so much as nervous excitement. Okay, maybe a little bit of fear. But like, the good kind. The kind you get before you jump off a waterfall or something.

Once, over drinks, Aspen mentioned that Draga would do this to her after punishments. She sounded almost guilty about it, as though she was embarrassed to admit how much she enjoyed it. The memory stuck with me, and made me intensely curious what it would feel like. I suggested to Aspen that she ask Draga to do it other times, times when she wasn’t being punished, but she brushed off the idea. Apparently she likes having it be this special thing he uses to reinforce his dominance. Something she knows she can look forward to at the end of being disciplined.

My heart races as I lie bent over the bed, feeling Turan circle my little