Page 94 of His Mark

“You can.” Like he could command me to do so.

His free hand slid around to trace the edges of the welts on my ass, soothing and steadying me. My asshole clamped down around him, the deep burning sting sending a jolt of pleasure and pain along my nerves.

“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered, tears sliding down my cheeks.

“That’s it, sweet girl.”

Another inch.

I shuddered, my body going rigid, my ass throbbing, my heart pounding. With every clench, pain blossomed and radiated deep in my core as I struggled to take him, but as the moments passed and he slid in deeper, I finally realized what was truly happening.

The switching had only been the first part of my punishment. Now he was fucking my bottom to finish it.

“Silas—”

“Take it, my naughty little mate. All of it.”

“I can’t?—”

“Yes,” he growled. “You can and you will.”

With one last, slow thrust, he bottomed out, his entire length buried in my aching, throbbing bottom hole.

I moaned, long and loud, and Silas let out a low, rumbling growl. I squirmed over the log, trying to reconcile with the fact that his cock was fully seated inside my asshole. My body fought against him, clenching and clutching around his rigid girth, but there was no pushing him out.

He didn’t give me time to adjust, didn’t let me catch my breath. His hips began moving, pulling back and then thrusting deep. Every push sent a fresh wave of pain and pleasure through me, every retreat making my hole flutter and squeeze all around him.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice thick with power and something that sounded like pride.

I cried out, my body burning, trembling, his hand still fisted in my hair, holding me still. The bark scraped against my bare chest and the belt dug into my wrists, as his cock filled my bottom, every inch searing me from the inside out.

“Does that feel good, Wildcat?”

I moaned, my legs trembling, tears streaking down my face.

“Answer me,” he roared, shoving his cock up my ass hard.

“Yes,” I whispered, the word barely a breath.

“Do you like having your tight little ass fucked, Wildcat?”

My eyes rolled back, my mouth falling open, my breath coming too fast.

“Yes,” I hissed.

His free hand skimmed over my welted skin, his thumb grazing along the edges of the thin marks left behind by the switch. My muscles contracted, and I moaned, the sharp pain overwhelming me all at once.

“Your little hole is so sore, isn’t it, Wildcat?”

“Yes, Alpha,” I mewled, my voice shaking with nervous energy.

“It’s about to get a whole lot worse,” he warned, and my entire body seized around him, whether with pleasure or fear or maybe both, I didn’t know.

Then he pulled his cock almost all the way out of me, just the tip still inside. I sucked in a ragged breath, my body tensing, preparing for him to slam back inside, to feel his massive cock splitting me open, to take the full force of his thrust. He leaned down and licked across the back of my neck and I shivered.

“Now you’re going to get ass fucked until I decide you’ve learned your lesson,” he snarled.

When he slammed back in, the sound that slipped past my lips was high-pitched, breathless, and a little bit hysterical. When he bottomed out this time, the sensation was different. Deeper. Brutal.

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