She’s going to scream for me and I don’t care who hears it.
I traveled to this city to disrupt the plans of the Brotherhood’s enemies, not tame a defiant omega, but the moment Revna challenged me I knew punishing her would not be enough.
Despite her blushing protests, I’m going to bare her beautiful body and mark her quivering bottom with my belt, but she won’t be truly put in her place until I put her flat on her back.
I’m her alpha and I will use her as I please.
Author: Sara Fields
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 61,000 words
Excerpt
“Please! I’ve learned my lesson,” I shrieked, but he didn’t slow down, not even for a second. I squirmed hard, trying to break his hold. He was too strong. I was too small.
This was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not.
“Oh, Revna, I’ve just barely gotten started. Your beautiful little bottom is only slightly pink. You should know that your spanking isn’t going to end until it’s bright red and marked from my belt,” he chided, and I struggled against him. “It will be easier for you if you give into your punishment. Embrace this and take what your alpha gives you.”
“I’ve had enough,” I argued, and he responded with several hard smacks to the backs of my thighs. I keened in surprise at the sudden stinging agony that radiated across my skin and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to survive the terrible onslaught. This was a spanking. Nothing more than that.
I’d made it through things far worse than this.
With nothing more than his palm though, he’d turned me into a whimpering mess. My bottom was already on fire.
“You do not get to decide when you’ve had enough, omega. I do. As an alpha,” he declared, and I chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to take the harshness of his hand.
The echoes of my spanking surrounded me, bouncing off the walls and making me feel like a naughty little girl who needed to be punished like this. It was embarrassing, but at the same time it was unbelievably arousing.
Soon enough, it became impossible to keep quiet. My gasps and whines turned into open cries that gave away just how much his palm was taking its toll. The muscles of my backside clenched tight in a protective measure, but that only made it worse. In a rush, I forced myself to relax even though it was exceedingly difficult. It took me several long minutes, but when I finally managed it, I sighed the slightest bit in relief until a particularly hard spank made me huff with fear.
How long was this going to go on? Could I take what he planned to give me?
The more he spanked me, the less confident I felt. I squirmed as much as I could in an attempt to avoid any bit of the brutal punishment, but it didn’t help. His aim was true each and every time and before I could stop myself, a scream escaped my lips.
It was different from the sounds I’d made before. This time, I sounded helpless, out of control and weak. My breathing hitched in the back of my throat and a new, real fear began to swirl around inside me of that was stronger than all the rest.
If this continued, he was going to make me cry.
I bit my lip hard and squeezed my eyes shut, doing everything in my power to remain strong and not break for him.
I didn’t want him to see me cry.
I didn’t want any man to see me like that, least of all an alpha, especially not with my bottom bare over his knee.
He started to punish my thighs exclusively and I lost all semblance of reason.
Then I started to beg.
“No. Please! I’m sorry!”
Maybe if I apologized and showed him that I regretted my actions, this would soon end. Maybe if I said the right thing or took the rest of what he had planned for me gracefully, it wouldn’t be so bad. I would say anything if only his hand would stop before he made me cry.
“You can beg all you want, omega, but this will not end until I decide it should,” he said darkly, and I didn’t really understand why, but my pussy tightened with need at his words.
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