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“Please,” she whispers. “Please, I-I don’t think I can stand it anymore. I need to move. Please let me move.”
I growl. “I like it when you beg, little girl. You do it so prettily.” I release a brief chuckle. “But I’m not finished exploring this part of you. I suggest you summon some self-control, otherwise you’re going to end up with a very sore, very red little bottom. Papa doesn’t issue idle threats.”
Then she utters two words that almost break me. Almost.
“Please, Papa.”
Please, Papa.Desire blazes through me, and my shaft throbs to be inside her. Dark spots cloud my vision, and I blink fast to dispel the abrupt waves of dizziness.
Please, Papa.
Fuck, I might sell my soul just to hear her say those two words again.
I hold Kiera’s gaze as I shift my digits from her clit to her core, to the untried part of her that will soon accept my cock. Not that it would affect my opinion of her, or my need to possess her, but I know she’s never lain with another man. She was selected to stand on the altar due to her innocence. She was dressed in white like the virginal bride she is.
With careful, shallow plunges, I start inserting two fingers inside her tight, slick chasm. The inner walls of her pussy clamp down on my digits, and I’m once again forced to blink awaya spell of dizziness. The mere idea of shoving my cock in this especially snug part of her prompts my need to mount.
“Keep yourself spread wide, little girl.” I’ve noticed her excitement increases whenever I use a stern tone, so I infuse a harsh note of command into my voice now, and I’m rewarded with a gush of moisture as her insides tighten on my fingers once again.
I push into her center until I’m knuckle-deep, then I withdraw nearly the entire way and drive straight back in. Though my pace starts slow, I quickly build to a rapid rhythm of fucking her sweet maiden pussy with my fingers. But I keep the plunges shallow, as I don’t want to breach the barrier of her innocence just yet.
Still maintaining a fast pace of driving into her glistening core, I reach for her clit with my other hand. I tap the swollen button once, twice, then press down and swirl her moisture over it.
She emits a whimpering cry and falls out of position, releasing her legs as her center undulates into my thrusting digits. It’s at this very moment, just when I’m about to retract my hands and scold her, that she reaches a climax. Her insides contract around my fingers and her clit pulsates wildly under my strokes.
Feeling merciful, though fully intending to mete out a much-deserved punishment in the near future, I keep my finger pressed to her clit and continue thrusting into her core.
A look of euphoria washes over her, and she eventually ceases moving. Panting breathlessly, she lies relatively still on the bed. That is, until she realizes the errors of her ways. Her eyes go round and huge, and she sits up slightly against the pillows. She regards me with a shocked but regretful look that makes my cock lurch in place.
“I didn’t mean to move like that,” she says. “I’m sorry.” She swallows hard and lowers her head. “Papa.”
I’m sorry, Papa.
May the gods help her. When the time to claim her pussy finally arrives, I doubt I’ll manage any gentleness. I want to pound her to oblivion. I want to fuck her to tears and then hold her close and comfort her in the aftermath of the savage rutting.
I brush her hair behind her ears and lean close. Her eyes remain wide and filled with remorse, though she tries to avoid staring directly at me. Placing a finger beneath her chin, I force her gaze to mine. “You just lost control, didn’t you, little girl?”
She whimpers. “Yes, Papa.”
I release her face, straighten my posture, and motion at my lap. “Please place yourself over my thighs, Kiera.”
Chapter Five
Kiera
Please place yourself over my thighs, Kiera.
Heated quivers steal through me, and the steady pulses have returned to my core. It’s as though I didn’t just experience a thunderous climax. Fresh moisture rubs between my legs as I shift on the bed.
I stare at Silas’s lap as I contemplate my options. I could try to jump off the bed and run. Maybe I could even make it outside. But he’s the guardian of the forest. He could easily transform into a stag and chase me down.
A sigh of resignation hovers on my lips, but I bite it back, not wanting Silas to think I’m being purposely rebellious. I’m starting to think there’s no escaping the punishment he plans to mete out. Perhaps I should accept my fate and hurry up and place myself over his lap. If I’m obedient, maybe he’ll only smack my bottom a few times.
Shame warms my face. He says I’m his mate, and he plans to claim me soon. But before we join our bodies as one, he’s going to punish me for being disobedient. All because I couldn’t hold still while he explored my pussy. Not only did I fail to hold still,but I’d climaxed, very suddenly and explosively, while his fingers remained inside me.
“Kiera.” He gestures at his brawny thighs.
His cock. It’s so huge and hard, and it’s just right there. Out in the open. Somehow, he’d used his forest guardian powers to remove his clothing. A quick glance around the cabin shows no sign of his pants, shirt, or boots. It’s as though the items vanished into thin air, and maybe they did. He can shift the trajectory of an arrow, and he can transform from a stag into a man with ease. The ability to make his clothing disappear is probably one of his lesser powers.
