Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Saint’s pleased hum went right through me and had my dick jerking around like the attention-whore he was. “Mine to caretake. Mine to pleasure. Mine to punish.”
The shiver that raced through me got a chuckle from Saint. “Your reactions betray you, my Colby.”
“Everything you do to me turns me on, my Saint.” And there was nothing better than when he did something to prove that I belonged to him…that I was his mate.
“Let us test this theory.” Using his incredible limbs to roll me over, he pinned me face down across his lap. When my ass was offered up, he stroked his tentacles down my back and legs as he tightened his grip again. “You are in need of a reminder, my Colby.”
Pressing my face into the bed, I moaned as he trailed a single tentacle between my ass cheeks. “Who do you belong to, my human?”
Before I could answer, one firm limb came down across my ass, getting both sides in one shot. Air burst out of my lungs and I found myself gasping as he caressed over the line he’d just spanked. “You, Sir. You. I belong to you.”
I melted back into the bed, but as soon as I relaxed into the hot pleasure, he spanked me again. “Who does your submission belong to, my human?”
Answering was top on my to-do list. Honest. But he spanked me again before I could find the words. “Speak, my Colby. You must be obedient if you wish to enjoy your painful pleasures.”
I wouldn’t get to come.
Fuck.
Forcing my body to stop trying to hump his lap since that was never going to work, I took a deep breath and focused on his question. “You. My submission belongs to you, Sir.”
My Dom.
I tried to show him how much I believed that by relaxing into his hold and remembering all the little things he did for me.
Whatever he felt from me had Saint making a quiet, pleased hum and his limbs rippled over me before giving me another spank. He loved the way I cried out and sounded happy as he used the tip of one tentacle to barely fuck me. “Who does your body belong to, my Colby?”
Every inch of me belonged to him, and he proved that by holding me tighter and giving me a spank right over my hole before he went back to fucking me. All I could do was whimper and moan for more, so he spanked me again. “Your words, my Colby. Let me hear you.”
I tried.
I opened my mouth.
I took in a breath.
Then he spanked me again and his limbs spread my legs wider like he was showing me off. “Your sounds give you away, my human. Your scent speaks loudly for you, my Colby. Your desires cry out, my mate. But you must give me your words, as well.”
Because I belonged to him.
Completely.
“You. I belong to you, my Saint.” My reminder and my reward was another spank as he fucked me deeper. The pain was perfect and he knew exactly what to do to turn it into pleasure that was so good it fried my brains. “You.”
Every time I thought I’d caught my breath, he spanked me again. When I thought I’d wrestled back my control, he teased my prostate or tugged on my balls. And just as my orgasm was right in reach, he eased back and gave a soft, bubbly laugh as I whined.
“Submit, my Colby.” One limb was stroking me softly like he was petting his favorite blanket, but another limb kept up the slow rhythm of spanks and another was throbbing in me, pulsing like the best toy ever. “Give yourself to your mate, my human.”
Gently running one tentacle down my back in a slow caress, he spanked low on my ass sending a wave of hot pleasure through me. “I will guard you. I will tend you. I will keep your submission safe.”
Somehow he held me tighter, and it was so good subspace teased just at the edges of my mind. “I will tend to your pleasures. I will give your mind release. I will give you structure to thrive and fly, my mate.”
Because all he wanted was to take care of me.
As restrained as I was, it felt like a weight was lifted off me and I was flying like he promised even though he had me pinned to the ground. He wouldn’t let me go, but my mind loved the freedom and my body felt like it was floating with only the thuddy pleasure of his spanks keeping me tuned into reality.
That must’ve faded too because after a while, I found my eyes opening and I realized I was cuddled in his limbs again. Nuzzling against his torso, I found my eyes closing again as I smiled. “You take such good care of me.”