Desperately needing release, he begged his mate to finally reward him for being so good. Yet Dylon persisted. Cody was nearly incoherent, unable to even beg anymore when he felt his cock tip enter his mate’s throat and stay there. Then it happened. Dylon’s throat muscles squeezed and Cody could hold back no longer. Roaring, his cock erupted, filling his mate with cream. Cody felt his ball sack released when Dylon pulled back from his cock, licking it clean as he retreated. Finally, Cody’s legs collapsed at the sheer enormity of feelings racing through his body.
Dylon grabbed his mate’s waist to support him as Cody descended from his pleasure high. Caressing and crooning to his lover, Dylon held him against him, waiting until his mate joined him once again. When he felt Cody’s cock harden, he knew it was time. He sensed his mate was excited at the prospect of being spanked. Turning off the water, he led Cody out of the shower by his cock. After drying both of them off, he pulled his mate into the bedroom.
Dylon faced Cody and ordered, “Assume the position.” He watched as Cody knelt, sitting on his heels, back straight, hands palm-up on his thighs, and head bowed. He knew it was the position Cody was most comfortable with since he’d used it with his foresight ability. As his mate held the perfect position, Dylon could see the tension flow from Cody’s body, his breathing slow down and his cock grow harder.Oh yes, my mate is eager to be punished for disobeying me.“Do you know what I’m going to do next?”
“Yes.”
“That will not do,” said Dylon sternly. “From now on you will say ‘sir’ when responding to my questions. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir,” Cody replied.
Dylon continued, “Why do I have to do what I’m going to do next?”
“Because I disobeyed you, sir.”
“What did you do?”
“I came after you told me I couldn’t, sir.”
“Do you deserve to be punished?”
“Yes, sir.”
“What else do you have to say?”
“I’m sorry, sir.”
Dylon sat on the edge of the bed, spreading his thighs and patting his lap. “Come here.”
Cody rose fluidly and draped himself over his mate’s lap. His body was tingling all over, eager to feel the pain a spanking would bring.
Dylon arranged his mate’s cock between his thighs and then began to rub the perfect cheeks, that quivered in anticipation. Slowly, he massaged them, giving an occasional squeeze before resuming his stroking, wanting to build Cody’s eagerness for his punishment. Suddenly, he raised a hand and it fell sharply on his mate’s ass, leaving a red hand print. Dylon heard a grunt, and then, feeling Cody’s body relax, his hands resumed caressing the plump globes. Then, another smack, this time on the other cheek, followed by more rubbing. Another grunt echoed in the room as before.
Dylon’s slaps sped up, becoming harder, turning the grunts into cries as Cody’s body rocked in rhythm to them. First one cheek, then the other until there was a constant stream of slaps hitting Cody’s ass, turning it to a bright fire red. He felt his mate’s cock as it jostledagainst his thighs and heard the pleas to stop, the promises to be good, the swearing to obey tumbling from his mate’s mouth, yet he continued. His mate wanted this, maybe even more than the bite—Cody needed to be owned in a way very few wolves would accept. Finally, Dylon said, “You have my permission to come, in fact, I will not stop until you do.”
Cody heard his mate and keened at the order. He was rocking into every slap, feeling the pain as his cock felt the pleasure of rubbing against his mate’s heavily muscled thighs. The sensations of pain and pleasure in his body were at war, neither willing to surrender to the other. Cody continued pleading for release, needing the extra help his mate could give him. His cries grew louder, the slaps grew harder and then it happened, his mate finally closed his legs, providing the tightness his cock needed to shoot its seed and finally claim its reward—cum sprayed over the floor beneath him.
Cody was crying, his tears falling to the floor, mingling with his cum. The passion, the level of pain, and the fulfillment of his need all came together to bring him to the edge of his world. Now his sore, hot cheeks were being caressed so tenderly, he found it hard to believe those hands were the same that wreaked havoc on his ass just moments ago. Slumping, his body having nothing more to give, Cody fell into a dreamy state, while his mate cared for him.
Dylon gathered his mate in his arms and stood, before turning and placing Cody in their bed. Getting a washcloth, he lovingly cleaned his mate. Tossing the washcloth toward the bathroom, he climbed in next to him and held him tightly to his chest. Dylon’s cheek rested on Cody’s hair, while he listened to the tiny sounds of contentment escape from his mate’s mouth. Dylon smiled. When he found out his mate had foresight, heknew what he had to do in their claiming. And it seemed he got it right. Drifting off to sleep with his mate, he dreamt of what was to come.
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Cody’s eyes fluttered open before closing again. He was in heaven, he just knew it. Never before had anyone given him what his body and mind craved. But his mate had done it. He had longed for it ever since his visions became filled with unhappiness.How did my mate know what I needed? I never told anyone.But without a word from him, Dylon reached into Cody’s soul, found the truth of his need and gave it to him. The proof? The red-hot cheeks he’d feel every time he sat or was touched there. Cody smiled, knowing he carried his owner’s mark—the mark which made him safe and secure. Something Cody had been missing in his life since the massacre.
Dylon sensed his mate was awake, but he was giving Cody time to process everything that occurred so far. More was to come, but he wanted to move carefully as he took his mate down into submission. Thank goodness, the Shaman had taught him how to do it. Dylon felt Cody lightly grind against his cock and he could feel how warm his mate’s cheeks still were.Good.That would help to ground his mate by giving him a point to focus on. “How are you feeling, my pet?” Dylon asked.
“Better than I have in a long time,” Cody replied.
“Ready to submit to me fully?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Were those the correct ways to respond to my questions?”
Cody bowed his head. “No sir, I’m sorry, sir.”
“Thank you, my pet. Shall we try this again? Are you ready to submit to me fully?”
