But Leighton didn’t think I was, and neither did Kiara.
“If you don’t want to know, tell me how much you think you can handle. We can split your punishment up if we need to,” Leighton said.
“I told you,” I said. “You can do anything to me. All I want is to end up in this nest after.”
She lifted a perfectly shaped dark eyebrow. I caught the glint of satisfaction in her eyes. “You’re more of a pain slut than I thought. Tell me if you need to tap out.”
“I won’t.”
“You don’t have to take everything today.”
“I want to.”
Maybe I was speaking too soon, considering she hadn’t told me how much pain she planned on inflicting. I didn’t really care. The risk of possibly having to tap out thrilled me. There was a reason I’d stacked taunt after taunt, antagonized her over and over again.
Kiara whined and Leighton’s hand came down on my ass, hard.
“Make her come while taking your punishment.”
I plunged another inch of the dildo into her, reaching my hand out to reverently stroke her clit.
Another smack.
This was going to be a challenge. Caught between the two of them, it was hard to focus. Vanilla cream swirled with coconut chocolate, hints of my packmate’s scents lingering on the fabrics in this nest. I tried to hold my breath, not wanting to get lost in the sense of comfort and belonging.
Kiara’s pussy took the fake cock, bit by bit, until the knot rubbed against her entrance. She mewled softly, trying to press down and take the knot too, but I didn’t let her. Leighton hadn’t told me to give her the knot she was desperate for, yet.
I was finally hesitant to earn more punishment.
Leighton’s palm connected with my ass again and I jerked. Precum beaded at the tip of my cock, my knot aching with the need to please the omega in front of me.
Unfortunately, I was one hundred percent certain I wouldn’t be rewarded with my cock in my omega today.
Today was about discipline.
“You’re easily distracted,” Leighton murmured. “Kiara, make sure he remembers to pleasure you, because this spanking is about to get a lot more distracting.”
Kiara’s hand came down to wrap through my hair, nails digging into my scalp. I groaned, choking when Leighton gave me the hardest spank yet.
The female alpha wasn’t gentle with me. She wasn’t soft, and didn’t give me much of a chance to adjust. Her hands came down repeatedly on my ass, enough force behind each spank that I winced even while my cock pulsed. Faintly, I heard her counting.
I would have lost myself in only the feeling of the spanking if it hadn’t been for Kiara’s moans and whimpers urging me on. I was rough with her—if Leighton spanked me especially hard, the dildo plunged into Kiara with more force. My omega didn’t complain, though. Her hands in my hair only pulled me closer.
By the time she arched her back and screamed with release, I was shrinking away from every smack. Leighton had to hold me in place. It hurt like a bitch. The only thing that was worse was the way my cock throbbed, eager for a touch and release.
“So, that was about half of the punishment I had planned for you,” Leighton purred.
I groaned, my body slumping down to the bed. I glanced over my shoulder at my ass. It was bright red, some spots darker where bruises were forming.
“If you want to call it, you can still cuddle with Kiara in the nest tonight.”
“I told you, I’m not calling it,” I said, my face half-pressed against the blankets.
If that washalfI wasn’t sure how I was going to handle it, but I wasn’t at my limit. To be honest, I had very little concept of where my limits existed, because I’d never had the chance to test them. Not like this.
“Can I have the knot?” Kiara asked, her voice wispy.
The dildo was knot-deep inside of her, slick drenching every inch of the toy. Her pussy stretched tight around the girth, and I would love to see how it looked swallowing down a knot—as much as I wished it was my knot sliding inside her.
