Claimed And Mastered (Wayward Mates Series Book 6)

by Delta James

  Ava looked at her with surprise. “You know?”

  “I suspected from the beginning. Your reaction to him was too strong for there not to be something laying underneath the surface. And I know Declan. If he didn’t have strong feelings for you, he wouldn’t be bedding you here while you were his tenant and working on the wildlife study with him.”

  “That won’t cause him trouble, will it... I mean if they find out?”

  “First, who’s to tell them? But even if someone finds out, your bid was in and chosen before anything started. And at the end of the day, Declan doesn’t need that job. He could easily live the life of Riley without making another dime.”

  “That’s not his way,” said Ava, defending him.

  “No, it’s not. He’d find another way to give back. But, I have a question for you that’s truly none of my business.”

  “You can ask me, but I won’t promise to answer,” said Ava defensively.

  “He doesn’t know your real name either, does he?”

  Ava shook her head.

  “Doesn’t it bother you when he calls you Lizzy... I mean when you’re in bed together?”

  “His calling me Lizzy is annoying on myriad levels. But that one is probably the most bothersome.”

  “Then tell him the truth.”

  “What? That I’m something he’s never even conceived of? That I’m a wolf... the black wolf he keeps searching for? I don’t think that would go over well at all.”

  “I meant just your real name, but I suspect the sooner you tell him about being a wolf, the less angry he’s going to be.”

  “I don’t think timing is going to make hearing the woman you’re fucking isn’t human any easier to take.”

  Bess shook her head and laughed. “It isn’t that you’re not human that’s going to make him angry. It’s the fact that you kept a secret from him. Declan will blister your bottom if you don’t tell him before he finds out on his own. And Lizzy, he will figure it out.”

  Ava finished her scone. “This is one more time we’ll have to agree to disagree. I’m going for a run. Care to join me?”

  “Where are you going to run? Declan doesn’t want either of us out where the wolf might be a threat.”

  Ava laughed. “For God’s sake, Bess. I am the fucking wolf. I promise I’m not a danger to myself.” Ava stripped off her clothes, folding them in a neat little bundle. “You sure you don’t want to join me?”

  Bess shook her head. “No, thank you; I haven’t shifted or run in many years.”

  “All the more reason you should,” said Ava, trying to encourage her.

  “This is a bad idea, Lizzy.”

  “Why? Declan’s gone for the day and I’ll only be gone for a couple of hours. Can I leave my things up here? It’ll save me having to stop at the carriage house.”

  “I suppose so, but even though you’re the wolf he’s worried about, be careful. There are other things out there that could hurt you.”

  Ava snorted and let herself out the back door. Stretching in the sunshine and steady ocean breeze, she shifted and bounded down the cliff side to get to the beach. Once on the beach she galloped its entire length before running along the surf and chasing the waves.

  She spent several hours exploring the woods close to the estate. It was really quite lovely and the wildlife was abundant. But as Declan had said, there were no wolves. She hadn’t found a trace of them. It was sad to think they had been hunted out of the area.

  Ava headed back to the carriage house. She considered going up to the main house first to retrieve her clothes, but decided she would wait and walk up later to see if Bess might like to have tea together. She missed having tea and knew that Bess liked having a cup in the late afternoon.

  Just to be safe, she shifted right before she left the tree line of the woods. She figured it would be better that someone see her naked than someone see her shifting from her wolf to her human form.

  As she approached the door of the carriage house, she felt a stirring deep within her being. Her senses went on high alert. Declan! What the hell was he doing home? Perhaps it would be best if she skirted around her place and retrieved her clothes from Bess after all. All her plans came crashing down as Ava saw Declan step out of the carriage house.

  Declan spotted her as she tried to slip past. “Lizzy, what are you doing out here?”

  “Hi, Declan. You’re home a lot sooner than you thought you’d be.”

  “Yes, the meeting got cancelled and so I turned around and came home. I thought as I had the day free that we might go over to the next town for lunch and a movie or a movie and dinner.”

  Ava brushed past him, trying to be far more nonchalant than she was feeling. What she was feeling was a combination of the buzz of arousal that was always present with him and a sense of foreboding as she was well aware that she’d just broken two rules and was fairly sure she was about to find herself over Declan’s knee.

  She turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck and molding her body to his. Declan leaned down to kiss her, pulling her tightly into his embrace. Ava smiled, thinking perhaps she might be able to persuade him that fucking her was much more preferable than spanking her. That thought and her smile were immediately dismissed when Declan landed a hard swat across her naked backside.

  “Youch,” she yelped. “That hurt.”

  His face was still mere inches from hers. “It’s going to hurt a whole lot more when I get through with it. Now you take your sexy self over to the corner and stand there until I’m ready to spank you.”

  “Look, Declan, I’m not going to let you spank me.”

  He smiled, turned her around, and swatted her a second time with even more force.

  “I thought we settled that the first time. It isn’t about you letting me, it’s about you behaving and when you don’t you getting the punishment you need. Go stand in the corner, Lizzy. You’re in enough trouble as it is.”

  She could feel the anger rolling off of him in waves. Even when she’d known Colum or Ioan were angry at her, she’d never felt the emotion wrap around her like this. She didn’t like it... mainly because she knew he had every right to feel that way. After all, he didn’t know she was the wolf he was trying to keep her safe from. And the reason he didn’t know was that she continued to lie to him about who and what she truly was. As she walked to the corner, she had to admit that she rather liked the fact that he didn’t want anybody else seeing her naked.

  “I’m sorry, Declan...”

  “I doubt it, but you’re about to be,” he said as he closed in on her.

  Ava could feel her nipples tightening into hard buds, not from the cold but from Declan’s presence. Desire swirled in her lower belly and began to moisten her channel. He ran his finger down her spine and through the cleft in her cheeks. He often did that, but this time instead of merely passing over her puckered entry, he stopped and probed the opening. Ava tucked her bottom to get away from his finger. His response was a swift, stinging swat to her backside.

  “Don’t. You’d best get used to the idea that your body is mine and where I want to touch it, play with it, and eventually fuck it is entirely up to me.”

  “No. I’ve never liked even being touched there.”

  Declan’s laugh was neither humorous nor benign.

  “I plan to do a lot more than touching, Lizzy... starting today. You’re about to find out what happens to naughty little girls who willfully put themselves in danger when they’ve been told not to. Most times they get their bottoms punished inside and out. Come, Lizzy, let’s get this done.”

  “Declan? What... what do you mean?”

  “You’ll see.”

  “No, I want to know now.”

  “All you need to know right now, sweetheart, is you’re about to get your ass paddled and that accepting you deserve to be punished and submitting to it will be best.”

  Declan sat down on the bed and pulled her over his lap. Instinctively Ava reached around to
try to protect herself. He caught her hands, pinning them to her back before bringing his hand down with a resounding smack.

  “Shit!” cried Ava.

  “Last warning, Lizzy. You swear at me again and you get your mouth soaped.”

  “Declan, please. I wasn’t in any danger.”

  He began to spank her upturned bottom in a decidedly painful manner. He ensured that he covered her backside, turning both of her cheeks red before targeting her upper thighs and sit spots.

  “And you base that on what, sweetheart? The wolf tracks I saw down on the beach before I came over here? Not only did you totally disregard my telling you that you weren’t to be naked where anyone but I could see you, but you were off in the woods... right where the wolf tracks were leading.”

  The irony of being spanked for putting herself in danger from herself was not lost on Ava.

  He spanked her through his entire scolding. Ava felt the impact of every blow. What was worse was that in addition to the physical discipline he was inflicting, she felt the bitter taste of having disappointed him and more than that... lying to him. Bess was right, she needed to break this off before he found out he’d been fucking a monster.

  The combination of her guilt and the pain that was radiating off her backside caused her to capitulate to Declan’s discipline. Within short order she was crying, pleading with him to stop, and promising she would behave in the future.

  “You know, Lizzy, I believe that you believe all of that. I just think that perhaps having a reminder for a little bit will help you keep that in mind the next time the opportunity to misbehave presents itself.”

  Ava heard the rustle of a sack and saw Declan remove a tube of something and an object that somewhat resembled a stylized chess piece. It had a pointed blunted end that morphed into a spade-like shape sitting on a small foot so that it could stand upright. As Declan had stopped spanking her, Ava tried to get up. Declan quickly pushed her front back down and delivered several harsh slaps to her already well-punished bottom.

  “When I put you over my knee, Lizzy, you stay there until I tell you that you can get up. Clear?”

  “Yes, Declan,” she said as tears threatened to begin to fall again.

  She could hear him open the tube and could smell a strong aroma of peppermint. Declan soothed her painful globes before once again fingering her bottom hole. She didn’t like it, but figured face down over his knee with him angry at her wasn’t the time to debate the point. He spread her cheeks with one hand as she felt the steel chess piece being pressed against her opening.

  “Declan...”

  “Settle down, Lizzy. I’m going to put this plug in your bottom before I send you to stand in the corner to reconsider the decision you made earlier today to disobey me. You can either show me you’re ready to behave and take this portion of your punishment or I can go back to spanking you until you’re ready to do so. Are you going to submit or fight? Keep in mind either way, you’re getting your bottom plugged before I send you to the corner.”

  Ava knew she was in no position, literally, to fight with him. And the fact was everything in her was screaming at her to submit and yield to his dominance.

  “It won’t hurt, Lizzy. It’ll be uncomfortable and it will make you focus on why you want to behave.”

  “Declan, please?”

  “No, Lizzy. Just relax, sweetheart and breathe deeply. It will make what’s going to happen a lot less uncomfortable for you.”

  “Why?” she cried.

  “One, because I think it will be an effective deterrent to your continued misbehavior. Two, it’s good training for your body to accept my cock back there in the future. And three, I think you’ll make a very erotic picture standing in the corner with a very red fanny and a shiny butt plug inserted in your bottom hole.”

  “And four,” she said resentfully, “because that’s what you want and I don’t get any say in it.”

  “Of course you get a say. Behave yourself and it won’t be used on you as part of your punishment,” he said humorously. “Do you want me to proceed or do you need to be spanked some more? Keep in mind, Lizzy that if you choose to behave, chances are I won’t fuck you with it still in there... this time.”

  “You wouldn’t...”

  “I would and I will unless you settle down right now.”

  Ava could hear in his voice and feel it in her bones that he was done talking. She either submitted and he’d take the damn thing out before he fucked her, which she was desperate to have him do, or he’d leave it in her. She sighed and forced herself to relax and accept.

  “That’s my good girl,” he said in a deceptively seductive tone. “It’s going to be a bit uncomfortable as it goes in, but then your body will adjust to having it there. The man in the adult toy store did say the peppermint lube while having a nice aroma does tend to put just a little extra tingle in a little girl’s rear when it’s used back there.”

  Ava was mortified to think that some man somewhere knew she was being made to submit to this. The plug pressed against her opening. She focused on relaxing as the plug began to slowly and gently enter her body by stretching her yet unused rosebud. She squirmed from the discomfort and the humiliation but Declan held her fast and spoke soothing words to reassure her that she would be fine.

  Once he had it seated deeply in her ass, he tapped it, telling her he wanted her to think about it being there. How stupid, she thought. What the hell else was she going to think about? Her body was quickly adapting to having something shoved up her rear and then the peppermint began to do its work.

  “Declan...”

  He chuckled. “Beginning to feel that peppermint?”

  “Yes, it doesn’t tingle, it burns.”

  “But only a little bit, right? I mean it isn’t overly painful?”

  “No, but I don’t like it.”

  He laughed out loud. “That’s kind of the point, Lizzy. When I plug your bottom as part of a punishment, you aren’t supposed to like it.”

  “I won’t ever like it,” she cried.

  “I don’t believe that, Lizzy. You are far too sensual and responsive not to end up liking having your bottom used for pleasure. Although right now, it isn’t pleasure I’m after, is it?”

  “No, Declan. I’m sorry. You’ve made your point, please take it out.”

  “No, Lizzy. You’re going to get up and go over to your corner. You’re going to stand with your nose in it and push your bottom out so I can inspect whether or not I got your spanking done evenly—and where I can easily see both the plug and how wet it and the spanking have made you.”

  He helped her up, briefly fondled her nipples and then kissed her before turning her toward her corner and giving her backside a light tap to send her in the right direction.

  How had she ever thought she hated Colum’s spankings more than anything? They were nothing compared to Declan’s. The actual physical pain level was about the same, but with Colum there had been no additional emotional discomfort. In the pack, if she got in trouble, she got spanked, was made to apologize and that was the end of it. With Declan, she got spanked; she felt awful about whatever she’d done and wanted desperately to atone for it; and now she got a foreign object inserted in her butt that was not only uncomfortable just by being there, but the lubricant to prepare her for it burned. And on top of all of that she was incredibly aroused by the whole thing and wanted Declan to forgive her in a decidedly erotic and sexual manner.

  She stood in the corner as Declan had ordered. And they both knew he had ordered it... not requested, not suggested, but ordered. What was worse was that she hated that she had complied but most of all she hated that she craved it and was pretty damn sure Declan knew it.

  “You know, Lizzy,” Declan drawled, “when I was driving back home, I’d been looking forward to watching a movie. But I must say I much prefer the sight I have right now. Such a pretty red bottom with its bright shiny plug and glistening pussy.”

  “Declan, please... I sa
id I was sorry and I am. How long are you going to make me stand here?”

  “Just a little while longer, Lizzy. You broke two rules for no reason other than you wanted to and didn’t think I’d find out. Let this be a lesson, little girl, that I will always find out and when I do, I’ll add keeping secrets and/or lying to me to the list of things for which you need to be spanked. Understood?”

  “Yes, Declan,” she said meekly.

  “Tell me, Lizzy, how are you feeling right about now?”

  “My ass hurts inside and out.”

  “Does it really hurt inside or is it just uncomfortable with a little bit of sting?”

  “I guess just uncomfortable and more than a little bit of sting.”

  “And how does that make you feel?”

  “Honestly?”

  “No, Lizzy, lie to me. I like it when you do that.”

  “I don’t know. I just don’t like it.”

  “I don’t believe you. I think you do know but just don’t want to tell me. Should I come over there and spank you until you do?”

  “No, Declan, please. What do you want me to say?”

  “I want you to tell me how you feel being made to stand in the corner with a freshly spanked and plugged bottom. Not the physical sensations because I can see how wet your pussy is, but the emotional ones.”

  She growled and he answered with one of his own. She shivered in response. She could feel him when he called to her... even when it was unknowingly. Much as she tried to deny it, the response was getting stronger and more difficult to ignore.

  “You know how I feel,” she said, starting to cry.

  “I do. But I want you to own it and part of that is confessing it to me. So, how do you feel, Lizzy?”

  “All right,” she snapped.

  “Careful, Lizzy, you were doing pretty good and well on your way to getting me to finish you, but you start giving me attitude, little girl and you can stand in that corner another hour or so.”