Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 91636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91636 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“This little forest house is the perfect place for keeping you in. It has nice views and there’s plenty of space to run if you need to, and the doctor is not that far away if something very stupid happens,” Tailor says.
“Nothing very stupid is going to happen,” I say. “I’ve learned my lesson. Believe me, I have.”
They exchange looks and I know that nothing I say is going to change what is going to happen. I fucked up in so many ways, over and over, and even though they tried to give me a pass, there’s no way they can let a small war slide.
I’ve damaged vampire/wolf/human relations for probably decades. Things that happened today will resonate forever.
I know I am in trouble. The fact that they’ve taken me somewhere first just means they’re planning on making a big deal of it.
We all get out of the car, and my punishment starts right away.
Conroy picks me up, puts me over the hood of the still warm car, and starts stripping my clothes off me, yanking my pants and underwear down to my ankles. I feel his hard cock rubbing against my slit, encouraging wetness though I wasn’t really ready yet.
“This is going to be the first of a lot of breedings,” he says. “You are going to submit when I tell you to submit, you are going to do as you are told, and the only thing I want to hear out of your mouth when I tell you what to do is yes, sir. Understand?”
He slaps his cock against my pussy as he waits for me to respond.
“I’m not gonna… ow!” I squeal as he spanks my ass hard enough to make me jolt against the car.
“This is a reset, Kita,” he snarls in my ear. “This is you learning what you are to us, to me. Your fucking place. This is not a joke, or play. I am serious. We are never going to repeat what happened here again. You are never going to cross a damn vampire again. You are going to be ours. Our lover. Our mate. Our naughty little breeding bitch.”
With those last words, he pushes his cock deep inside my pussy, which had gotten a lot wetter than I realized in the last little bit. I respond to him like crazy. I kind of wish I didn’t, wish I could tell him to fuck off and not tell me what to do, but the warmth of the car against my clit and now his big, hot cock surging in and out of my pussy is making me moan and forget my resistance.
Damon
She deserves this, my pretty, spunky, sweet little mate. A lot of people would think what Conroy is doing to her is cruel, the way he mates her without regard for what she says or does, but I am watching her melt into a submissive state and I know that this is what she needs. We love her more than we love life itself, but she has chased chaos for too long.
We discussed this while we waited for her, Tailor and Conroy talking about how she ran, how she got herself caught. How she was foolish and reckless and did not seem to care if she died.
I’ve seen it in her, that draw to annihilation. I think she’s more afraid of this connection, of what it means and what it will take from her, than she is about anything else.
So I hold her pretty face in place and I fuck her mouth and I give her animal cock to think about while Conroy surges inside her pussy, taking her as is his right. She is ours. Made for us. Her desire is what drives us and we take turns indulging it, and our own needs.
Our instincts are to fuck her, and that is what we do, filling each and every one of her tight little rebellious holes with our cum, over and over. Her ass is reddened from slaps, her thighs bear fingerprints too.
We move from the car to inside the house, throwing her down on the couch to continue her ravaging. She is gorgeous, soft, but still slightly rebellious as she lies on the cushions, her sex covered in glistening seed. She is in heat tonight, as she has never been before. I can smell her fertility.
“Oww!” she wails as Tailor’s hand claps against her inner thigh.
“Open your legs,” he growls, fisting his cock to slide it inside her dripping pussy. “You are due a good long fucking and knotting.”
I rarely see Tailor this aggressive, but we all know how much she needs this. This has to be the last time she ever does such a thing. She needs to be dominated so completely that there is no notion left inside her of anything resembling doubt as to the fact she belongs to us and with us.