Chapters (41)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- For You
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
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I sighed, and I slid my fingertips over my ass as if telling him to take me there. “Can we do this first? The heat’s–”
His purple eyes narrowed. Quicker than I could follow, he grabbed me, and held his hand against my back until my chest ground into the sand. The first swat on my ass made my body seize and my dick throb out. There he gave me two more quick ones. Not as hard as before, yet they still brought their own sting due to the previous swats. My mouth opened wide in a noiseless scream as I felt something build from within. It was a heat that seeped out. Without looking, I could tell that my ass grew wetter from my spanking.
Oh… that’s new.
He leaned in and whispered in my ear. “I am King. Must I remind you again?” Other men would say more but that was enough. He was the one in charge. A simple reminder and no more. He had power on so many levels, be it political, technological, or sheer muscles and he knew it.
His voice swallowed, “Had you not been so presumptuous, I would not have spanked you.”
My forehead furrowed at his message. I had no hope of fighting him and yet, I didn’t want to. There was something about being taken by a strong man that made my ass wet.
I ached with the need to anger him so I’d get another swat, yet I still obeyed my king. My knees dug into the sand as I awaited my instructions.
“Ass out.”
I did an involuntary ‘oh’ as I got the implications. I thought maybe he wanted his cock sucked first. Still… I found out I liked spankings.
He walked in front of me and I looked up as his kilt fell. His cock wasn’t as tanned as the rest of him, but it was still nicely dark. Earlier, I wanted nothing in me there, but now I was grateful for the constant stretch. Any cock would hurt but a Volardi more so. He was long, thick, meaty, and pulsing with veins. The type you’d see in a sex store or purchased by the rare woman or man who could take such a thing. Although, I guess that was me now.
He whistled with a series of high pitches. The dildo in my ass then melted away to nothing. “Once we finish, the nanites will reform if needed. However, I intend to keep you stretched out. For now, the slickness you feel within your ass is natural. Know that every drop of slick is because you want this.” He squeezed again, and I stared at the thick rod that would soon spear me.
So big.
There must’ve been something in my expression because he continued quickly. “Don’t worry little one. Omega slick is very slippery. It has to be. We can go fast without severe pain.”