“Of course, baby girl. I was just getting something from the closet. Proud of you for telling me what you need.”
My cheeks flushed at his praise, and my body softened further.
“You want to stop?” he asked, stroking down my spine.
I shook my head.
He looked me over carefully and then nodded. “My brave girl. You ready for the first part of your punishment?”
“I don’t need punishment, alpha,” I whined, hiding my smile in the blanket.
“That’s what all the naughty omegas say. But it’s my job to ensure my girl listens to her alphas. And you definitely need some reminding.”
I heard the click of a cap and realized Cam must have gotten a butt plug. My suspicion was confirmed when his finger probed my asshole, the cold lube making me squeak.
“Relax for me, sweetheart,” he said, pressing two thick fingers inside me. I moaned, his touch alighting every nerve ending. “That feel okay?”
“Yes, alpha,” I breathed, pressing myself back onto his fingers. After a few moments, he withdrew them and smacked my ass.
I whimpered at the empty feeling, but it didn’t last long. I felt the tip of the plug against my hole and groaned as he pushed it in. It felt different from the one Ben had used.
“Now, this is a very special butt plug,” Cam said, amusement in his tone.
I heard a whoosh of air and squealed as the pluginflated.
Slick gushed down my thighs as he gave it another pump. I trembled from the fullness. It was pressing against every nerve ending and I thought I might come just from this. Cam pushed on the plug’s base and I cried out, arching my back.
“No coming until I give permission.”
“That’s a stupid rule,” I whined, my breaths coming faster.
Cam smacked me on the butt for my sass before leaning over my body and trailing soft kisses down my back. “How’re you doing, baby girl?”
“Good. Green,” I said, trying to gain some friction by rubbing against Cam’s body.
He chuckled as he moved away, denying me the pleasure I so desperately needed.
“Time for your next punishment,” he said. “Use your safe word if you need to.”
He waited until I nodded and then he started to spank me, his hand hot and stinging against my backside. I breathed through the discomfort, surrendering to the sensation. Cam kept one hand on my low back, steadying me, reminding me of his presence.
My ass felt hot all over as the swats morphed into something more pleasurable. He paused for a moment and gave the plug another pump. I squealed, trying to get used to the new fullness.
He started spanking me again, but this time the smacks were harder.
“You’re not to put yourself in danger,” he said, hitting my tender sit spot. “You will let me protect you.”
A lump formed in my throat at the desperation in his voice. He was spanking my upper thighs now and I groaned. Tears started gathering in my eyes, but I knew it was more about emotional release than the physical pain. I didn’t know how many minutes passed. My body felt like it was floating and my mind was quiet, giving me a blissful break from the anxious storm of my thoughts.
Cam’s hand moved back to my butt, but the swats were gentle now, barely leaving a sting.
“I love you.” He punctuated each word with a swat. “I can’t lose you,” he choked out with a sob. With that, I couldn’t hold back the floodgates. I felt something break off inside me as all the anguish from the past few days released, and I burst into tears.
Cam immediately stopped and lay on the bed, pulling me on top of his chest. We both shook with our cries, clinging to each other. I pressed my face into his neck, his scent grounding me.
“Every time I close my eyes, I see them leading you away from us. I see them dragging you back to us after hurting you, and we stood by and didnothing.” Cam’s voice was heavy with grief.
I tried to respond, but my throat was too tight and all that came out was a strangled whimper.
