Page 26 of Alpha's Claim

I brush the sand off the backs of her legs as I walk, and give her ass a light slap. She kicks her legs, but the scent of her arousal grows stronger.

“Princess, you belong to me now. That means your body belongs to me. Your orgasms belong to me. You will bend to my will or suffer the consequences.”

I’m riffing on her Viking story. I don’t know exactly what she has in mind, but I’m guessing it has to do with domination. Perhaps with not being held responsible for her sexual appetite. If she’s tied up and forced, it can’t be her fault. She’ll still be a good girl. Perhaps these fantasies are the way her mind coped with her actual imprisonment. A way to reclaim the terror of having no control by making it sexy.

I need to get this right for her. I know she’s turned on by the punishment idea–I can tell by the way her thighs squeeze together every time I mention it. I’ll give her a light spanking and see how she reacts to it.

When I get back to the safe house, I use the keypad toenter with the code that Sully texted me. The place is pimped out with every luxury a millionaire could desire. This is probably Blackthroat’s version of roughing it. Paloma and I will have no trouble holding up here while I figure out how to get her completely free of her evil foster father.

I open the sliding glass door and step inside then tip my captive down in front of the sofa.

“Now, for your punishment.“ I whip the tiny spaghetti strap top off from over her head. I thought about ordering her to strip, but I’m assuming she doesn’t want to voluntarily submit to me. She wants to be forced. She wants me to make it so she has no seeming choice in the matter.

“You were naughty this morning, princess.” I hook my thumbs in the waistband of the silky shorts and yank them down below her ass, then give her round cheek one hard slap.

“Oh.” She darts a look at me. Her eyes are wide, but her pupils are still dilated. There’s no sign of fear.

I sit on the couch and tug her across my knees. Damn, if the scent of her honey doesn’t grow even stronger. I lay my large palm on her ass, squeezing, but not moving it. Just letting her get used to the idea of her predicament. And always, waiting for her unspoken consent.

“I am the master of this keep,” I tell her firmly. “And you will obey.”

“I love that you know the wordkeep,” Paloma mumbles an aside with amusement in her voice.

I can’t stop the chuckle that rumbles in my chest, but I give her ass a slap to cover my break in character.

She moans softly. I tug her shorts down the rest of the way, so she can kick them off and spread her legs. WhenI slide my middle finger between her thighs, her honey is thick.

My cock presses painfully against the zipper of my tuxedo pants. “Looks like you did a good job of getting this pussy ready for me,“ I say.

“Mmm,” she agrees.

“I’m still going to have to warm your ass. I meanarse. –Would it be arse?” I wonder aloud.

“Definitelyarse,” Paloma agrees with a breathy laugh.

I slap her ass a little harder this time. “You won’t be laughing for long, my lady.”

Her back tenses, so I rub a slow circle around her ass until the muscles relax again. I stroke between her legs with a long slow drag. “By the time I’m through, you’ll be thoroughly ready to take my big Viking cock.” I tuck the tip of my thick middle finger in her entrance, stretching her open.

She moans again, hollowing her lower back and lifting her ass in the air for more.

My middle finger slides in to the first knuckle. “Good girl,” I praise.

“I thought I was a bad girl.”

“Oh, youdowant that spanking, don’t you?”

I ease my finger out and give her what she needs, starting a steady rhythm of firm spanks that alternate right and left cheeks, concentrating them on the lower half of her ass where she sits.

“Oh! Ow!” One of her hands flies back to cover her ass, and I let her stop me. I rest my hand over hers and squeeze.

“Mmm,” she moans wantonly.

“Are you going to run away again, Princess?” I’m thinking she’s had enough of spanking, but she answers petulantly, “Yes.”

I laugh, my fingers sliding between her legsagain. “Then I will have to give you a proper Viking fucking.” My middle finger slides inside her more easily now. Her body’s readying to take me. I’m able to get it into the second knuckle then all the way in.

Paloma moans.