Chapter 61

Zenovia

His fingers traced his mark on my skin, slowly and subtly and I felt the act to be very sensual. My ass

jiggled when his fingers touched it and then without warning he lightly smacked me.

“Ahh,” I cried as he muttered, “You ran away from the mansion without telling me.”

Another smack reached my bum as his hand slapped me and then gently rubbed it.

I was twitching but the sharp sting of pain along with the little massage of his hand immediately after

the slap made me want more of his touch, more of this.

Why was I looking forward to getting spanked by this man? I had no idea.

“You made me worried about you and your safety,” Callahan said in a stern voice and his hand came

down on my ass again.

“Ahh.” A moan left my lips instead of a startled cry this time.

moan

Callahan noticed it too and he asked, “Do you deserve more of this?”

Like a greedy wanton, I replied. “Y-yes”

Smack.

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Another slap followed suit though he was not being too harsh on me. I could feel the way he was

controlling his strength because the slaps only touched me enough to cause a sting like that of a

needle.

And then his hand would slowly rub the sore spot, taking his time while I shivered delightedly.

I sucked in a breath as he asked, “Where are your manners?”

My legs were shaking with want and 1 barely managed to multer. “Y-yes, your majesty. Please punish

me.”

I heard him say, “That’s a good girl”

He positioned himself directly behind me and I felt his shaft rubbing against my skin.

Where had he learned this? His strong but surprisingly tender hands were giving me a double dose-a

dash of pain followed by a generous offering of a massage.

With each slap. I felt my breathing grew more erratic, more deep. Callahan did not get carried away,

not even once.

He let me take deep breaths after every little swat and massaged the sore spot just enough so that

when the next time the slap landed on my butt cheek, I felt another jolt of blissful pleasure wash over

me.

Was it really a punishment if I was enjoying this? I had no idea I would like something so scandalous.

And, I swear this man had much more control than I did. His hand never strayed away even if it could.

He was focused on the spanking and gentle, careful massages that made me go mad with pleasure.

God, this was too much to bear.

The lycan King was fully clothed while I was half naked and begging him to punish me.

But I had no time to worry myself with embarrassment. 1 would do it tomorrow when I woke up.

Tonight, I wanted him to do whatever he wanted with me.

“Did I make a mistake by marking you?” He asked while eyeing the mark on my other butt cheek that

he had not slapped yet.

“N-no, your majesty” I answered.

“Do you have any idea how worried I was about you when I found out you were not in your room?”

He had gone to my room? When?

He only had visited my room once and that too I had embarrassed myself with my awkward dancing.

I was too busy thinking about it when another smack reached my ears.

“Ahh”

“Would

“No”

Smack.

you ever try to run away again?” He asked another question and the answer was pretty obvious.

“No, your majesty”

The heat pooling in my core was intensifying and my body did not like the way he was being slow.

So I simply took it upon myself to make him touch me again. I skipped the salutation purposely and

was rewarded with a slap that made me cry in a mixture of pain and pleasure again.

“Who do you belong to?” He asked and there was a tone of superiority in his voice that demanded

submission.

“Nobody” I answered just to annoy him a little. His dominant personality was showing and I suddenly

wanted to test how far he would go.

Another loud smack rang through the air. His hand slowly caressed my butt cheek as he waited for me

to correct my

answer.

“You”

Smack.

“Ahhh” I let out a cry when the pain and pleasure got too much to bear.

“LI belong to you”

Smack

I gulped and replied hastily.

“I am yours, King Callahan. I belong to you” I answered, adding the proper salutation and I waited for

him to do something. But he did not spank me.

I felt the slight rustle of fabric and craned my neck to see what he was doing. And I felt him go down on

his knees, his face directly in front of the mark.

He slapped me when he noticed me staring at him and I quickly looked away. And the next second, he

brought his tongue our and began licking the mark.

“Ahh”

I let out a scream and I heard him emit a low growl in response.

“How could you ever think that I did not want this?” He asked me as his tongue began drawing slow

circles on my skin.

Before I could answer, he softly bit down on the sore spot he had been hitting and massaging all this

time, capturing it in between his teeth and I lost it.

“Callahan!!” I screamed, my voice tearing through my lungs, the want and need for him clearly audible.

I forgot to make use of a proper salutation and even he seemed to stop wanting to slap me for

forgetting it.

Instead of the domineering voice, I heard a raspy voice that made me tremble with need again.

“Scream my name, Zee. Scream all you want because I am not going to stop punishing you.”

That thought should have frightened me. We were in the middle of nowhere and it was dark in the

night.

There was nobody around except for the chirping birds and the soft waves of the lake beside us as

Callahan drove me mad with his touch, with his very being

“Please…” I rasped, the only word I managed to get out as I felt his mouth bite softly into my skin

again.

However, he stopped suddenly and my skin cried at the loss of his touch.

“Do you want forgiveness?” He asked, his voice laced with a tinge of worry and I gulped.

“I want this…more than anything,” I said and tried not to pass out from the euphoria of emotions

dancing in me.

Callahan let out a breath and smiled, “That is a good girl. You are mine. Just mine.”

He said that and the next minute his hands grabbed my waist and turned me around so that my

entrance would face him.

Another growl left his mouth as he saw my wet, dripping entrance ready for him, his mouth, and his

hard length that I was dying to see.

But he did not give me the time to even breathe. Without wasting a second, his fingers parted the folds

of my entrance and his mouth found my clit.

I let out a moan unlike the ones I had previously managed to utter but he just did not stop.

For the next few minutes, he kept licking and suckling me as I fell back on the car hood with his mouth

between my legs, just as I had wanted.

My chest was heaving and the cold surface was biting into my skin but it was nothing compared to the

way his mouth was devouring me.

I could feel my muscles clenching and unclenching, and I began to feel my orgasm building up. He

must have sensed it too,

I was shaking uncontrollably as his tongue flicked over that sensitive spot and I was just about to come

when he abruptly pulled away.

“Why?” I asked in frustration as he got up from the ground and began rolling his sleeves down his arm.

“Because I get to decide your punishment, little lamb” And then he winked, throwing me a deviously

handsome smile.

“No, please” I begged but he shook his head and took a step back or two while saying.

“Next time, you will know better than to run away from me.”

My cheeks turned red in embarrassment and I took in deep breaths, my skin still tingling as the cruel

lycan King walked towards the driver’s seat, leaving me on the cusp of my arousal, unsatisfied and

yearning for him.