Page 63 of Mated By the Pack
“One…” I mutter through clenched teeth.
“And you should thank him,” Jace adds.
“Yes, thank him and ask for another one,” Gideon says. “He’s going easy on you.”
A twinge of embarrassment shoots through me. I have to thank him… and ask for more? I bite my tongue and pull against the vines holding my wrists, but it’s no use. My hesitation earns me another stinging crack across the ass.
“Two!” I squeal.
“No, no, that was because you didn’t thank me,” Knox taunts. “Let’s try it again and see if you can get the first one right.”
I tense up as the switch slices through the air and smacks against my bare skin.
“One!” I grind out. “Thank you, Knox. May I have another?”
Heat rises along my neck. I can tell they’re amused. Amused because they have me tied to a tree, forced to take my punishment and thank them like a good little girl. But I can’t deny there’s a thrill underneath the tension. A traitorous wetness between my thighs they can smell.
Another strike lands—sharper this time. The wood sings across my skin, leaving a thin trail of heat that radiates enough for me to feel my core tighten. Pain and arousal, tangled together like the tendrils holding me place.
“Two!” I cry out, the word catching in my throat. “Thank you, Knox. May I have another?”
“Now you’ve got the hang of it,” Jace snickers, and Knox swings again.
“Ow! Three!” I pull against my restraints, mostly on reflex, but I can’t move at all. “That one hurt! But thank you… May I have another?”
The next one is even harder, but I don’t cry out. I grit my teeth, my toes curling in the dirt beneath my feet. The burning in my ass is spreading with every swing of the vicious switch. The one my bracelet sokindlyprovided my disciplinarian.
“Four,” I mutter.
“Don’t get shy on us now,” Gideon says. “We know how loud you can scream. You’re being punished. Own it.”
“We’ll try number four again,” Knox says, striking the curve of my ass, right where it meets my thighs. It really, really stings.
“Ow! Four! Thank you, Knox!” I squeal. “May I have another?”
“Since you asked so nicely,” Knox says, swinging the switch without hesitation. “But I think that’s enough.”
“Five!” I cry out, my knees wobbling, but the vines around my legs tighten. “Thank you… Knox.”
“You belong to us now, Calla,” Knox scolds. “Don’t be so careless with your life in the future.”
There’s silence, then I hear the switch fall to the ground, but the vines don’t uncoil. They don’t release me. They keep me bound to the tree, bent over, with my ass sticking out.
“Okay, they’re done,” I whimper, pulling at the vines. “Please let go now.”
“I guess your bracelet knows we’re not quite done with you yet,” Knox grins. His hand presses on my back, slides lower, and rubs between my thighs. I can’t help but groan when his fingers play with my slick folds. “No, we’re just getting started.”
Knox moves his hand, and I feel the head of his cock. It presses insistently at my entrance, but I don’t get a chance to draw a breath before he pushes in, going so deep it knocks the wind out of me. He starts thrusting immediately, like a wild animal tasting freedom for the first time. He’s thicker, so he stretches me more than Gideon and Jace did.
“Careful,” I mewl, feeling the pleasure radiate despite the roughness. “I’m still sore…”
“You’ll get used to being sore,” Knox says, his thrusts not slowing down. “Once we get you back to the den, your pussy will always be dripping with our seed. Even when you’re swollen with our baby and ready to pop—you’ll still be down on all fours, begging for more.”
I immediately imagine it. My belly big, like a Bride ready to give birth. Except I won’t have a life of luxury. Just a military bunker and five wolves that can’t get enough. If it’s even possible. I could still be infertile. They could be wasting their time—although it doesn’t feel wasted at the moment.
“Oh, oh, wow,” I gasp, Knox’s hungry thrusts pushing me close to the edge. “I’m gonna…”
“No, no, little girl,” Knox says, slapping my ass hard enough to make me to cry out. “You don’t come without permission when I’m inside you.”
