Fated Mate Conquered - Luna Voss Page 0,40

to my knees without a word. I shudder slightly as he exposes me, knowing that if this were going to be a light punishment, he would spank me over my panties.

When the first spank lands, I can’t resist yelping in pain. Or the next. Or the next. Turan isn’t being gentle and he isn’t going slow, peppering my ass with hard, stinging slaps. Soon I’m trying to wiggle my butt out of the way to avoid the punishment.

“Back in position,” Turan growls, forcing me back into place. Then he resumes, lighting my ass on fire again.

“Turan, I’m sorry,” I whimper as he continues to spank me, showing no signs of letting up. “I know I disrespected you.”

“But you did it anyway,” he says. “And so you’re getting spanked anyway.”

Being spanked over the bed like this feels somehow less intimate than being over Turan’s knee. I find myself reaching out a hand, wanting to link fingers with him, to touch him.

“Turan…” I moan.

“I’m going to spank you until I’m done with you,” he growls. “And then I’m going to use your bottom hole. Or maybe your mouth this time. I haven’t decided.”

“I want to be over your knee!” I practically shout, the words combining with a yelp from a particularly hard slap.

He stops. “What was that? Say that again.”

I hesitate, feeling suddenly self-conscious. It was easier to say it out loud with the noisy rhythm of slapping sounds in the background.

Turan grabs a handful of my hair. “Kora, what did you just say?”

“I want to be over your knee,” I repeat in a small voice. “I… I like it better that way. It feels more intimate.”

He’s quiet for a moment, and then he helps me off the bed, sits down, and positions me over his knee.

“Better?” he asks kindly, giving my butt a pat.

“Yes, Vostra,” I admit, blushing. I feel much better now that I can feel his warmth.

As Turan spanks me over his knee, I reach for his hand, wanting to have that connection with him. He takes it, and we lock fingers for the rest of my punishment.

Finally, I feel him stroking my butt, a sign that I’m coming to associate with a spanking being over.

“Am I going to get any more of that attitude from you today?” he asks, tracing the crack of my ass with a finger.

“No, Vostra, I’ll be good,” I whimper, my bottom stinging.

“Good,” he growls, helping me out of his lap. I try to stand up on shaky legs, but instead of assisting me, he pushes me down to my knees.

“I’m not done with you,” he grunts, unbuckling his belt.

I look up at him with big eyes as he releases his cock, which looks to be almost fully hard already. A big glob of pre-cum leaks from the tip.

“Now show me what a good girl you can be,” whispers my mate, his eyes narrowing with desire as he stands over me.

I know what he wants me to do. I bring my mouth closer to the huge organ in front of me, then wrap my lips around the head, sucking off the salty pre-cum. Turan groans. I take him deeper, feeling his thick shaft fill my mouth.

“Good girl, Kora,” he sighs. “Very good girl.”

Turan

I’m just about in bliss as Kora kneels in front of me, sucking my cock. Her little mouth is so soft, so warm, so wet. And now that she’s freshly-spanked, she seems so eager to please. It’s amazing what a little attitude adjustment can accomplish.

“Yes,” I grunt, starting to sway my hips in rhythm with her mouth. “You feel so fucking good.”

She moans around my cock, and I feel my beacon glowing gold. I see Kora’s beacon glowing too, and it thrills me to know that I’m not the only one enjoying myself. The scent of her arousal is thick in the air.

I reach down to cup her chin, gently guiding her mouth on my cock. She looks up at me, making eye contact, and I practically come right there at the intimacy of the moment.

“Oh, fuck, Kora,” I groan. “You’re going to make me come in your mouth.”

She moans again, her beacon flashing, and starts sucking me with renewed fervor. I start to thrust slightly, pushing into her mouth until I feel resistance, then backing off. Her beacon glows even brighter, urging me to thrust deeper, harder. I keep doing so, starting to lose myself in the pleasure, sliding my cock past her lips and tongue.

“I’m coming,” I gasp, and my