9 ~ Bred and Owned

“Ready for the rest, whore?” Lucian murmured, his voice a dark caress that sent shivers racing down my spine. 

I nodded, breathing heavily.

His cock nudged my entrance again, the tip gathering my slick as lubricant. 

He slapped my ass once, the impact sending a jolt through my core, my skin already tender from earlier strikes. “You cum when I say, not when you need it. Do not dare disobey, or I will spank you until you cry again.”

“Yes, Alpha King,” I whispered, my voice breaking, fresh tears spilling as he pushed forward gradually. 

The ridge caught my rim, stretching it wider than before,...