Fated Mate Conquered - Luna Voss Page 0,44

smile slightly. I have to admit she’s cute.

Kora stiffens as I come up behind her. I say nothing for a moment, just observing, and then I reach down and feel between her legs.

“You’re wetter than you were before,” I comment.

She doesn’t say anything, just stays still, but I see her beacon glowing gold. I give the plug a little flick. She gasps and her beacon glows brighter.

“You’re being very good right now,” I whisper. “Keep it up, and I’ll let you come tomorrow. For now, I’m going to leave you plugged and dripping.”

Kora

My cheeks burn as Turan flicks the plug again, sending naughty tingles through my lower body, and then exits the bedroom. I feel ridiculously turned on at the way he’s treating me, the way he just teased me on purpose and then left me with wet heat dripping down my thighs. Even with spanking off the menu, he apparently knows how to make me feel totally dominated.

I have mixed feelings about asking him not to spank me anymore. In the moment, it felt right. Now, I’m left to contend with losing that aspect of our relationship, and I’m not sure what it’s going to be like. Am I just going to get corner time whenever I misbehave? Depending on how long he chooses to leave me here, I think I might prefer the spanking.

Still, I have to admit that right now, being forced to stand in the corner with a plug in my ass does make me feel really submissive. I guess the man knows what he’s doing when it comes to asserting his authority.

I amuse myself by trying to control my power, the same one I used to grab the tether cable when I almost flew off into space. I’ve never been able to do much with it before, but maybe now that I’m with Turan, that will change. Looking over my shoulder, I focus on one of the pillows on the bed, trying to lift it up. To my surprise, it actually wiggles a bit. I keep focusing, straining, and am able to move it several feet off the bed.

Whoa. Awesome. I grew up assuming I would take suppressants my entire life, and so I never considered that I might actually get to use the telekinetic power female Voorians have. I’ve always heard that it’s nearly impossible to control, that even when mated, most women find it difficult. But right now, I’m not doing too bad. I even manage to float the pillow all the way to where I’m standing, and then back to the bed.

Unfortunately, it’s about that time that I remember the other part of a female Voorian’s powers: that they basically run on sexual satisfaction as “fuel.” By the time I return the pillow to its place on the mattress, my nipples are uncomfortably hard, and my clit is even more swollen with desire than it was before. Every little movement of my hips brings a new jolt of pleasure as the plug moves inside me. It’s tempting, addicting, but frustratingly limited. I want more.

Too bad I can’t use my power to make myself come.

I keep practicing on the pillow until the sense of arousal becomes unbearable, forcing me to stop. After that, I’m just bored. And a little resentful, if I’m being honest. I’m relieved to be done with spankings, but this new form of punishment sucks. And not even just in the it’s supposed to suck because it’s a punishment kind of way. When Turan spanked me, there was a sense of catharsis, a sense of being absolved from whatever I did to earn it. It’s not that I liked it, but it made me feel closer to him.

This isn’t cathartic. It makes me feel submissive, yes, but not in a way that affirms me, or that affirms my relationship with Turan. Whenever he comes to get me, I’m pretty sure the only thing I’m going to feel is relief. Relief, and the need to have an orgasm. I’m going to lose it if he doesn’t let me come until tomorrow.

Turan

When I relieve Kora from her corner time half an hour later, I can tell that she’s making an effort to behave. She’s also very wet. I leave the plug in her for a little while longer as I pull her onto my lap and play with her clit. She shivers as I whisper into her ear that this is the first part of the reward she can earn by continuing