by Joyee Flynn
“I’m not sure what that means or what I’d have to do,” Malachi said nervously as he hopped from foot to foot.
“It means you’re going to do everything I say,” I replied with a growl. “Unless you don’t want to. It’s just a game, and I want you to enjoy it. So if there’s something you don’t like or want to do, tell me and we’ll stop, okay?”
“Okay,” he panted as his eyes filled with lust. He nodded rapidly and moved towards me.
“Stop,” I ordered and my mate froze. I eyed his lithe body over as I licked my lips. He’d put on a few pounds over the last few days, and already he didn’t look so malnourished. He looked stunning. “I want you to slowly take off your clothes for my viewing pleasure as I sit here and drink my blood.”
“Yes, Victor,” Malachi squeaked. He grabbed the hem of his shirt and started to pull it up as I bit down into the first bag. I groaned when he got to his pale pink nipples that were hard little nubs. When the shirt was off, he toed off his shoes next.
“Wait, I want you to pinch your nipples for me, Malachi. Make them nice and hard and red for me so I can lick them better.” I finished the first bag and went to work on the second one.
“Oh god,” he groaned as he did what I asked. His head was thrown back, lying on his shoulders as his chest heaved, and he played with his chest. It was one of the most erotic sights of my life.
“Harder, baby. I want them nice and tortured for my tongue.”
“Tortured in a good way, like we talked about, right?”
“Yes, in a good way.” I hissed as he pinched them hard. I tossed the second drained bag and started on the third. Part of me wanted to skip this and go right to playing with my hot mate, but Riley had made me promise to refill right away. “Good, now run your hands down your chest and abs before undoing your pants.”
His hands shook as he splayed them across his firm skin and did what I wanted. I growled my approval when he pulled back the sides of his jeans and his hard cock slapped up against his skin, leaving drops of pre-cum against his stomach. Malachi glanced at me under those long lashes as he continued to pant with desire.
“Bring that body here,” I ordered as I threw away the last bag and spread my thighs wide. He walked forward until his knees hit the side of the sofa. I leaned up, wrapped one arm around his back, and latched onto his nipple with my mouth. He whimpered sweetly as he held onto my shoulders for balance. “Does my little submissive like that?”
“Yes. Yes, so much, but I want more.” He moaned as I moved onto the other one. I bit down hard, and his knees almost gave out. In a flash I yanked down his jeans and started licking the head of his cock. “You really like doing that, don’t you? It’s not even mid-day and you’re eating my cock again.”
“Are you complaining?” I asked, looking up at him with one raised eyebrow. “I can stop it if you don’t like it.”
“No, I like, I like. Please don’t stop, Victor,” he begged as his hips moved, as if trying to tell me where to put my mouth again. “I just need to know you like it, too, that’s all.”
“I was just teasing, baby.”
“Oh, okay, teasing is okay,” he groaned as I started licking again. “But you’re still dressed.”
“Yes, I want to get my full look of you naked.” I growled and leaned back. I gestured over to rocking leather recliner. “Go sit there, place a leg over each arm, and put that pretty little ass on display for me.”
He gasped when he turned and saw the chair I was talking about, obviously understanding how he would be presented for me. His whole body shivered as he reached the chair. My mate slowly turned around, sat on the chair, and slowly lifted one leg at a time over the arms of the chair. From the moment he sat down his eyes never let mine.
I, in turn, opened my mouth a bit and let him see my fangs were still down even though I was done drinking. A sure sign I was turned on. I spoke in a husky voice I’d never used before. “Wiggle that plug in your tight little ass.”
“Like this?” He moaned as he flicked the end of it. Then he started to pull it out just a little so it made a slick pop when he let it go. “Or like this?”
“Both,” I growled as I got to my feet and started yanking off my clothes. “Are you trying to taunt your mate, Malachi?”
“Oh yes,” he answered with an impish smile. “I want my man to go all dominant male on me.”
“Mission accomplished.” I stalked over to him the instant I was naked, my thick cock bouncing as I moved. His eyes were focused on it as he followed its movements. “This is going to be hard and fast, Malachi. I need you to tell me if I’m hurting you.”
“Just fuck me, Victor,” Malachi whimpered just before I mashed my mouth down to his. He opened for me immediately, submitting himself to my every desire. I fucked his mouth the way I was planning on doing to his firm little ass. Reaching down, I pulled the plug out, getting a loud moan from my mate in response. I lined up my cock and bottomed out inside of him with one hard thrust.
“Whose ass is this, baby?”
“Yours, only yours.” He gasped as I started pounding into him. “Oh my god, this is just as good as slow and gentle. But I like this even better for right now. I needed you to dominate me.”
“Yes,” I hissed, slamming into him. His wet heat felt like heaven wrapped around my cock. “Mine. All mine. Every inch of you is mine, Malachi.”
“Yes, yours, yours, Victor,” he chanted as he grabbed onto my biceps. The chair was squeaking and rocking so hard with the way I was fucking him, I was partially surprised it didn’t break. “I love you, my mate.”
“I love you, too, baby,” I grunted as I fucked him even harder. I’d never taken anyone as forcefully as I was taking him. He went wild below me, and I knew that he was loving every second of it. “Come for me now, Malachi.”
He threw back his head and screamed as he shot ropes of pearly seed all over us. I groaned as his ass clamped down on my cock as I kept thrusting hard into him. It was animalistic and needy and carnal and perfect. I roared out my release as I pumped everything my body gave into him. Watching my cock slam into his firm body as I came seemed to make me need even more. As soon as our orgasms were over, I lifted him up and sat down on the chair.
“You’re still hard,” he whispered into my neck as he licked and nibbled on it.
“Because I can’t get enough of you,” I panted as I squeezed his ass hard. “Your body is like heaven to me, and I want more.”
“Anything my mate wants.”
“Right answer,” I growled as I reached in between us and ran a finger over the slit of his cock. It seemed I wasn’t the only one who was still hard. “Ride me, baby. I want you to fuck yourself on my dick.”
“What if I hurt you?” he asked, staring into my eyes as he cupped my cheek. “I’ve never done this before, and I don’t want to screw it up.”
“You won’t.” I kissed the palm of his hand and gazed back at him. “Your body will know what to do with your mate, baby. Ride me and take pleasure in my body and my love.”
“Yes,” he hissed as he lifted his hips and braced his hands on his chest. His eyes went wide as he slammed back down, his ass smacking onto my thighs. “I like this. This is fun. I’m in control, but you’re just as in charge.”
“Exactly,” I purred, gently touching his dick to tease him. It was a fight not to take over and thrust up into him, but he needed to understand he had just as much of a role in our sex life as I did. “That’s it, baby. It feels so good.”
“It’s not enough,” he moaned after several minutes of riding me. “I need more, but I don’t know how to get it.”
“Is this what my mate needs?” I asked as I thrust up hard enough to almost throw him off my lap.
“Fuck, yes. Please, do that again, Victor,” he begged. His hands grabbed my shoulders hard to give him better balance.
“Are you begging for it? I like when you beg, Malachi.”
“Yes, I’m begging. Please don’t tease me! Fuck
me, Victor. Take your mate until I can’t walk and then take me again. I’m all yours, and I want it, I want you!”
“Jesus, you beg so sweetly,” I groaned and then started to fuck him. He rode me, meeting my hips on every thrust as he panted, and stared into my eyes. It didn’t take long until we both cried out and came hard. When we were spent, my mate slumped against me like a wet noodle as we tried to catch our breath.
“That rocked,” he panted several minutes later as he lifted himself up. Smiling widely at me, he wiggled his eyebrows and gave me a stellar smile. “Tell me we’re going to do that again.”
“Oh yeah,” I growled playfully and moved to lick his lips. “I liked you on top, it was fucking hot. We’re going to be doing this a lot.”
“Is after a quick nap too soon?” Malachi asked innocently as he climbed off my lap.
“How about right now.” I howled and lunged for him. He giggled as he ran just out of my reach. “Are you disobeying your dominant male?”
“What happens if I do?” His eyes shined with mischief and lust as he walked toward our room, putting some extra sway into his hips as he moved. “Patrick showed me this site on his laptop, I found it very interesting.”
“What site?” I asked as I stalked after him, completely confused as to the change in topic.
“He called it porn.” Malachi smirked and waggled his eyebrows at me. “I was nervous about our sex life and if I could please you, so I asked Patrick if there was a way I could learn. He showed me this website that taught me a lot of things and a lot of things people like to do, Victor.”
“God love that brother-in-law of mine.” I moaned as my cock started filling back up. “So is that why you asked what your punishment might be for being bad?”
“Oh yes,” he drawled as he moved towards the bathroom. I saw then that my cum was leaking out of his tight ass and down his leg.
“Baby, that’s fucking hot,” I whispered as I gestured to what I was staring at. “If you don’t quit teasing me, we’re going to explore all types of punishments.”
“Good, because I got hard when one of the guys was getting spanked and it made me want you to spank me, Victor.”
“Fuck yeah,” I yelled out, my eyes going wide. One of my darkest desires was to get my mate’s bubble butt all red from my hand. I raced after him as my little imp mate giggled and closed the bathroom door in my face. Turning the knob I realized he’d locked me out. “Baby, you’re going to get punished for hours if you don’t unlock this door.”
“Promise?”
Oh shit, I’d created a monster. And I was going to love every fucking second of it. My heart was filled with love for my mate who’d overcome so much and was already teasing me with expanding our sex life. How amazing was my mate? And how lucky was I?
Chapter 8
“I can’t fucking do this, Elena!” I heard Malachi shout two days later as I was walking into the kitchen. I didn’t mean to stand there and be an eavesdropper, but I was shocked at the outburst coming from him. “I’m never going to get this.”
“Malachi, language,” Mother chastised as she pointed to the chair my mate had just leapt up from and he sat back down.
“I’m sorry, I just feel like I’m banging my head against the wall.”
“You’re being too hard on yourself,” my mother said gently and gestured to the books and paper in front of them. “You’ve accomplished in days what takes children years to learn. Just be patient and all the pieces will come into place a little more each day.”
“The demons were right. I am stupid,” he sighed and put his head down on the table. “They said I was stupid and useless, and I’m finally agreeing with them. I thought if I could get out of that cave I could prove them wrong, but I’m just showing they are right.”
“Mother, would you excuse us please?” I asked in an ice-cold voice as I stormed over to my mate. His head snapped up, and my mother nodded with a smile. She probably knew full well I was going to have a stern talking-to with him. She just didn’t know how I planned to do it. Or at least I hoped not. “I’ll bring your student back after he has time for an attitude adjustment.”
“Go easy on him, Victor,” she said gently as I reached him. “This is hard for him.”
“I understand,” I replied, and I did, but I wouldn’t have my mate sit there and disparage himself. I picked Malachi up and threw him over my shoulder as he let out a yelp of shock.
“I’m sorry, Victor, okay? I shouldn’t have said those things.”
“No, you shouldn’t have,” I ground out as I raced out of the kitchen and up the stairs. “But you’re only sorry because I’m pissed, not because you believe that you’re not stupid. And I won’t have my very smart mate thinking that about himself.”
“Victor, come on, please?” He whimpered as he smacked my back as we made it to our rooms. “I’m not a child! Put me down and stop acting like this.”
“You’re behaving like a child, and I will treat you as such,” I replied as we entered our bedroom. I set him down on his feet and just about tore off his clothes. “You need to be punished for how you behaved, and I will spank you until you agree with me that you’re smart.”
“I won’t agree with that,” Malachi said firmly as he crossed his arms over his chest and stared daggers at me. “And I don’t want to play right now or be spanked. I’m not in the mood.”
“Punishment isn’t for when you feel like it, my mate.” I just about snarled my words as I sat down on the bed and draped him over my lap. He squirmed and fought me, but it was easy to keep him there with one hand. I smacked his ass with my other hand. “That’s for talking badly about yourself.” I spanked him several more times in rapid succession. “That’s for not believing in yourself and being patient after everything you’ve been through.”
“I get it, so you can stop,” he said, but I could feel his hard cock trapped between my legs. “Fine, I need to be more patient.”
“Admit you’re smart,” I growled. When he didn’t answer, I slapped his ass five times each cheek. “I can do this all day, baby. I’ll even start out slower. Admit you’re not stupid.”
“No,” he whispered as he grabbed onto my leg tightly. I spanked him harder this time as he yelped out in shock. “I won’t lie to you!”
“Why do you think you’re stupid, Malachi?” I asked, realizing I’d been so pissed with what he’d said I didn’t know why he’d said it. “Explain it to me.”
“We’ve been working at reading and writing for four days and I still can’t write my name in cursive without fucking it up.”
“Oh, baby,” I sighed and moved him to straddle my lap and then hugged him to me. “You can print your name?”
“Yeah, but I can’t sign it,” he whispered against my neck. “Your mother’s going to get pissed off with me and stop teaching me.”
“Now you stop right there,” I growled and smacked his ass hard a few times with both hands. “My mother is a wonderful teacher. Don’t you dare think so little of her. She’s taught seven stubborn boys everything they know and never, ever gave up on us.”
“I didn’t mean it as a negative against Elena, I swear, Victor,” he stated firmly and leaned back so he could look into my eyes. “Your mother is wonderful. I love her so much already. I just meant that everyone has their breaking point, and I’m going to push hers.”
“Not going to happen, baby,” I said before kissing his lips softly. “My mother has the patience of a saint.”
“Okay, I can believe that. I just don’t think it’s fair she got stuck with such a rotten student.”
“Stop that,” I growled and turned him back over my lap. I spanked him hard again, over and over again. I was worried I was hurting him, but then I felt pre-cum from his cock seep into my jeans. “You’ve learned how to print in four days. What else have you learned?”
“I just finished the last of those videos and read a few baby books. Elena wants me to try a first grade reading level book next.”
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“Baby, that’s amazing,” I gasped, drawing out that last word. I pulled him back up to straddle my lap, assured I’d gotten my point across. “Do you trust my mother?”
“Of course, Elena’s great, it’s just—”
I covered his mouth with my hand and cut him off. “Do you trust me, Malachi?”
He drew his eyebrows together and nodded as I could almost see him making the connection to what I was about to say. I slowly removed my hand from his mouth and rubbed it over his cheek.
“Then trust we’d never lie to you, baby. I have faith in you, Malachi. My mother says you’re doing a great job. I think you’re working your tail off and now hearing what you’ve accomplished, I’m bursting with pride.”
“You are?” he whispered, his eyes going wide.
“I am,” I nodded, smiling at him. “There’s a popular saying, ‘you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.’ Learning gets harder the older you are, Malachi. You’ve done all of this in four days, baby. I know you’re not a child, but it even takes them years to learn to write or cursive. Lay off yourself, okay?”
“You’re sure I’m doing better than most would?” Malachi asked hesitantly after a few moments.
“I’m very sure. Cut yourself some slack. It’s been four days, Malachi. Hell, the Bible says it took the Christian God seven to create everything. I think you can give yourself more time than that to read and write in cursive.”
“Good point.” He giggled as he squirmed in my lap and kissed my neck. “Sooooo, is my punishment over and we’re on to the make-up sex?”
“Would you like make-up sex?” I growled as I nipped his shoulder.
“Well, I was hoping we could have it while my punishment was still going on?”
“Oh? What did you have in mind?” I asked, leaning back and pulling off my shirt.
“I was hoping you might bend move over the bed and keep spanking me while you fucked me,” he said quietly as his cheeks heated up. They were officially the same color as his ass after the spanking I’d given him.
“Hmmm, I think I like that idea,” I moaned as I rubbed his ass, getting a gasp from my mate. “Was I too rough with you, baby?”