“Hands up.” Killian’s command sent shivers of desire through her and she lifted her hands above her head. From the moment they walked through Wylde KingDom’s doors, she’d been naked and every look from a wolf or feline shifter sent her pulse racing. But any word or look from her Dom made her core clench and liquid trickle down her leg.
Frynna was so happy she could cry or scream. Her uncle was alive and she was pregnant with Killian’s baby. And now he was going to flog her. She was the luckiest wolf alive.
He affixed a chain to her wrist cuffs. His stern brown eyes gazed at her and her breath quickened as he took a long leisurely look at her body. Killian placed a hand on her stomach and smiled. “When you get too big, there are supports we’ll add so you can still be naked and yet protect our kit.”
That he was already imagining what she would look like in a few months increased the rate of her pulse. His eyes met hers and he smiled. “And your breasts are going to be sensitive and fun to play with… for a long time, little wolf. As you’ll be nursing our young as well.” He took her nipples between his fingers and tugged lightly. She groaned at the small amount of discomfort. Once they were taught, he squeezed. The discomfort turned to pain and she hissed as the pain sizzled and went straight to her core. Her pussy clenched and she began to pant.
“That’s my little sub,” he said in approval. His eyes zeroed in on her nipples and he licked his lips. “Perhaps once you start lactating, we won’t let you stop.” His eyes met hers again and the desire within them made a little mewl of want escape her lips. “Felines love cream,” he purred. “I’ve heard mother’s milk is quite delicious.”
The image of him wrapping his lips around her nipples and sucking her milk out filled her mind and everything else dropped away except for him. “Yes,” she murmured.
He smiled. “Yes. But that’s in the future. Let’s have fun in the present. Widen your stance.”
She stepped away so that she stood slightly wider than shoulder-width. During a flogging he tended to secure her that way so he could flog or spank her pussy. God she loved that. Killian knelt down and wrapped cuffs around her ankles. As he was in front of her, she looked down and watched him, not really paying attention until he pressed something hard between her labia. “Legs together,” he commanded.
Confused, she frowned. His hand made contact with her behind and she quickly followed his command. Whatever he’d placed around her clit felt odd. He used a carabiner to secure her ankle cuffs. He was going to keep her legs shut? No pussy whipping? She pouted.
Killian chuckled and stood up. “Trust me, little wolf.” Just as it did every time, that endearment made her warm and floaty. He walked to the wall and hit the button there to raise the chain holding her arms. When she was stretched from wrists to feet. He stopped it. “Your feet are firmly on the floor?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. While you’re pregnant, I’m not going to cause too much strain. Let me know if it gets too uncomfortable.”
She nodded eagerly, wanting to demand he get on with it. But the thing he’d put over her clit rubbed as she wriggled and she froze, her nose wrinkling.
With a chuckle, Killian moved behind her and she stopped fidgeting.
“You have one beautiful ass, little wolf.” Pleasure at the compliment filled her chest at the same time the first stinging blow came from the flogger. She hated the tips of the flogger, but he seemed to always start with them. They heated up her ass quickly and she had a hard time keeping still. It felt like millions of pin pricks attacking her skin at once.
Murmurs around the club ebbed and flowed as he went down her thighs and back up. He paused and she expected him to start hitting her with the sides of the falls, that delightfully thuddy hit that sent her soaring. Instead, her entire core began to vibrate. It hit her that he had put a vibe of some sort over her clit when he resumed flogging her with the tips.
The heat of the falls combined with the vibrations running through her center and she had a hard time concentrating. It was a horrible mixture with the stinging burn of the flogger and the sensations that buzzed around her clit but not on it. It was like having an itch and being unable to scratch it.
She whimpered and he paused again. The vibrations changed, became less consistent. Frynna let out a growl and he laughed.
The sting of the flogging increased. As the heat hit her left and right butt cheeks almost continuously, she realized he must be using two floggers. And still on the stinging end. Damn him.
“Sir,” she cried out when he kept going. Her ass felt like it was on fire. And each lick of the flogger sent that fire straight to her pussy where the vibe sent it out to her entire crotch. Even her ass clenched in need. She needed. Needed. Needed.
He paused again and she panted, sweat pouring off her skin. Killian placed a rough-hewn table in front of her and went back to flogging her. She wanted to tell him to stop, but the pain had turned into an exquisite pleasure that was lifting her up and up and up.
Each sensation built on the one before it, blooming and flowering and exploding in waves of awareness that were hard to grasp. In fact, she couldn’t grasp anything. The world melted away and the only things she was aware of were the falls of the flogger, the buzz near her clit, and the fact her mate was behind her.
Mewls, yips, and moans left her lips. The bite of the flogging had turned into a nice hot burn that kept her on edge. She needed something… anything to push her over. But that something didn’t come. The flogger traveled over her ass and along her thighs and back up. Frynna was caught between pleasure and pain and reveled in the feeling even while she wanted to launch over into ecstasy.
The flogging stopped but her ass still burned. Her hands came down and she felt more than noticed Killian helping her to bend over the table. Pants came hard and fast through her lips as he turned off and removed the vibe. Was that it? Her pussy ached and her skin burned. More. She needed more.
Firm hands grasped her hips and Killian thrust inside her. Lights exploded in front of her eyes and she howled, yip after yip falling from her lips as he fucked her hard. Every ridge of his cock filled her with each lunge. She flew into a heaven of sensation she had been unaware of. Each shove of his ridges, each smack of skin upon skin, she felt.
But it was more. Each thrust increased her orgasm, kept it going, throbbing, pulsating until she was unable to think. All she could do was feel and what she felt was incredible.
Frynna floated for what felt like forever before he wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “My little wolf,” he murmured and she hummed in agreement.
Killian unhooked the cuffs and wrapped her up in a blanket. What felt like hours later, he sat down and pulled her close. She snuggled into his embrace. Replete. Sore. Happy.
He nuzzled her forehead. “You give of yourself beautifully, little sub,” he said.
More pleasure added to the plateau she was on.
His hands stroked her skin, every movement reminding her that he was there holding her. Assuring her that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
I’m one lucky wolf, she thought.
Yes we are, her wolf agreed with a yawn. When we get home, can we have some chocolate?
She giggled and Killian’s hands paused. “Little wolf?”
“My wolf wants some chocolate.”
With a snort, he landed a light slap on her upper buttock. It reignited the heat, making her hiss. “I’ve created a monster,” he mused. “I never should have introduced you to chocolate.”
She grasped hold of his shirt and smiled. “What was that about fulfilling my cravings while pregnant?”
“Shit.” Frynna burst into giggles and he chuckled. “I thought you were in subspace, little wolf. If you can think that logically, perhaps not.”
“I’m happy.” She looked up into his warm chocolate brown eyes and sighed. “Unbelievably happy. I’ve got a Pack, my best friend, and my mate, Dom, and lover. My jaguar.”
He smiled, the skin on the edges of his eyes crinkling. “Yes, little wolf. My jaguar belongs to you too.”
Content, she leaned her head against his chest and placed her hand on her stomach. Soon she would have a pup or kit. Hopefully he or she would take after their father. She liked the idea of raising another jaguar. Especially as it would be with Killian at her side.