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“Gray,” she whined, looking over her shoulder.

Gray looked up from the newspaper he was reading.

“No, princess. Your punishment will last for as long as I say.” He met my gaze and winked.

Westin’s cheeks were flaming red. I chuckled, placing both hands high on her thighs and giving them a squeeze.

“Did you get punished, darling?”

Westin scowled and crossed her arms.

“Don’t be like that,” Gray said sternly, running his fingers down Westin’s arms. “Or I’ll think you need a longer punishment.”

Westin whimpered and squirmed again. Gray’s arm was tightly banded around her waist, limiting her movements.

“This is your fault,” she said to me.

“How is it my fault?”

“You distracted me with Pac-Man,” she said.

“That’s not the reason you left the bed, though, princess,” Gray said.

Westin huffed, her cheeks pink.

“What was your punishment?” I asked, giving her legs another hard squeeze.

Westin pursed her lips, refusing to answer.

“Princess needed to learn to do what she was told. Until she can do that, she’s going to be stuck to me.”

It took me a moment to grasp what Gray was saying. I took the edge of Westin’s dress and pushed it up her legs, revealing her bare pussy stretched obscenely around Gray’s knot.

Holy shit.

My cock hardened, tenting my sweatpants.

“I’m supposed to go out with Anne and Rose for a spa day today,” she whined. “How am I supposed to do that now?”

“That’s not for hours,” Gray said with a wicked grin. “You better be on your best behavior until then.”

It wasn’t often that I was jealous of alpha anatomy, but fuck if I didn’t want my omega stuck to me. I decided to look up some knot toys after breakfast to see if there were any I could use with her.

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Liam and Bear joined us for breakfast, each taking turns lifting my dress to look at me stretched around Gray’s knot.

“Just keep the dress pulled up,” Bear said with a grin. “I like a view with my breakfast.”

I scowled, but I secretly loved being on display for them.

After we’d finished eating, Gray ran his hands up my thighs. “Alright, princess,” he said. “Are you ready to be a good girl for me?”

I nodded as I clenched around his knot. We were both drenched with my slick and my pussy ached. This had been the most frustrating and hottest punishment I’d received.

“You’re going to be out all afternoon without us, and I think you need a reminder to be a good girl,” Gray said.