Page 9 of Brutally Mated
Krall presses his thumb into the side of my jaw, making the motion painful.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” he says. “You get your mouth fucked when I say you get your mouth fucked, and you keep it open until I am done with you. You try to bite me, you get in deep, deep trouble.”
He pulls out of my mouth anyway though, and smacks my cheek with the flat of his fingers.
“Do you want to bite? Do you want me to put a gag in your teeth so you can’t close your mouth even if you wanted to? Or are you going to be a good girl and suck my cock obediently?”
He’s so insufferable and mean and determined to make me obey.
My clit is starting to tingle. I am trying not to react to his handling of me. I don’t want to be turned on by this. I don’t want to get wet for him. He is the worst creature I have ever encountered and I hope he is torn apart awfully by vampires and the undead.
He strokes his cock back into my mouth when I don’t respond and starts fucking my mouth again.
“That’s a good girl,” he says. “This is the first time you’ve been obedient, quiet, and in your place since I met you. Get used to this feeling. This is where you belong.”
A cool wind whips through the camp, making my nipples harden, and causing the fire to flicker and dance to my left. My head stays controlled by this rough alpha, and my mouth continues to be used while Skor and Thorn watch. I feel hot flushes running through me every time I consider the fact that I am being displayed this way.
“You look so pretty with your lips wrapped around his cock,” Skor says, making me let out an embarrassed squeak. I don’t need a commentary. This was already humiliating enough before I was forced to hear their reactions.
“You’re beautiful,” Thorn says. His voice is gentle and encouraging.
“You’re ours,” Krall growls, pushing deeper, almost all the way to the back of my throat, and holding himself there for a very long moment until I feel my breath start to feel short.
He slides out of my mouth and looks down at me, his expression dominant and ruthless.
“Ask us to mate you,” he says. “Ask me for my cock.”
I’d rather fucking die.
CHAPTER 2
Krall
I hadn’t planned on mating this girl. When I saw her I knew she was too young, too innocent, too unsuitable for me. But her prideful rebellion and repeated disobedience has riled me into wanting to fuck her sweet little pussy until she screams for mercy.
I know she’s not going to actually ask me for my cock as I ordered. She’s a virgin. She’s innocent, even though she is talking a much bigger game. She won’t have the nerve to ask to be fucked. I am setting her up to fail, forcing her into another situation where she will once again be naughty.
I pull her up from the fire, sit on a log we placed next to it in order to be slightly more comfortable, and put her over my thighs. She wriggles the entire time, unaccustomed to being handled. One day soon, she will drape herself properly over my lap and present herself for punishment when she deserves it, but for now she has to be shown how these things are done.
“Naughty little girls get spanked,” I tell her, bringing my palm down on her round cheeks with a firm swat. “When you don’t do as I tell you, you will find yourself being punished. Do you understand?”
“You’re going to be vampire food,” she snarks back at me.
If I listened to her words, I’d think she hated this, and me. But I have a bird’s-eye view of her most intimate regions, and this girl has a soaked pussy. She wants me to fuck her so badly she can barely contain herself. Even now, her hips are rising and falling in a sort of uncontrolled, involuntary way. She’d deny it if I pointed it out.
I spank her ass red, giving her the dose of pain she needs. I didn’t expect to have to teach our mate respect first thing upon claiming her, but perhaps I should have. These wolves are wild and the females are not tamed or trained.
“Ow, stop! It hurts! Stop! I hate you!”
She complains the whole way through the spanking, as her cheeks redden and the wetness between her legs starts to spread down her thighs in a way even she can’t ignore.
“You can hate me all you want, sweetheart,” I tell her. “You can loathe me with every fiber of your being. But you are going to give me your pussy to breed whenever I tell you to. You are mine to fuck, and you will be mated by all of us.”
“No,” she whines, sounding petulant and aroused at the same time.
“Yes,” I say, pushing my finger slowly inside her pussy.
She lets out a dramatic yelp the moment she feels me penetrate her and starts squirming over my lap in a way that only serves to help drive her hungry little pussy further onto my finger.
