Page 94 of Plug and Claim

“The time has come, slut. Ride my cock until you come.”

Kira half-sobbed, half-moaned as the intense urgency gripping her body surged. The plug had heightened all sensations, and she was losing all control.

All the while, Nathaniel held her—he was the only thing keeping her grounded.

“You moan like an animal,” he said softly. “Did you know that?”

“No,” she gasped.

“You do, and I love it,” he whispered, before his tone became dark and menacing. “And yet…I warned you to be quiet.”

He grabbed her hips and pulled her close, thrusting his cock so it hit the exact spot she needed, causing her to cry out. She couldn’t have been quiet even if she wanted to, and loud moans emanated from her lungs as Nathaniel drove against her, his lip curled and his eyes glinting as he watched her.

The tantalising hints of pleasure beckoned her, and the deep ache pulsing through her body grew increasingly unbearable.

She was nearly there.

Just when she was about to come, Nathaniel took hold of the plug and wrenched it out of her, causing pain to flash through her as the bulging toy stretched her sphincter wide.

“What the hell are you doing?” she cried angrily. She was right on the edge, needing only a few more soul-gripping moments to slide against his cock before she came…and he’d taken out the plug.

“Why? Because you’re going to fucking come when I push it back in,” Nathaniel growled, and the fierceness of his voice sent her spiralling over the brink.

A shriek erupted from her throat, and at the same time, Nathaniel followed through on his threat, shoving the plug back in. There was a moment of sharp pain as it stretched her tight ring of muscle, causing her entire body to spasm violently as it filled her again. He slapped her ass cheek, striking the plug and causing her entire body to shatter as she came all over him. She gasped and moaned as pleasure consumed her, leaving her weak and clammy as she twitched and jerked from the intense shudders jolting through her.

“Such a good girl,” Nathaniel said, stroking her hair.

Kira shut her eyes to slits, enjoying the last waves of her orgasm as they rocked her body.

Her euphoria wore off far too quickly, leaving her to wonder if sacrificing her pride had been worth it.

Peering through her eyelashes, the chair’s ivy carvings leapt out at her. The gothic craftsmanship had a haunting beauty, and carved into the top of the frame was a dark, royal crown, wrapped in thorny vines. It was a stark reminder of who Nathaniel was, not only in this room, but outside of it. He was the son of the ruthless king, who’d slaughtered the royal wolf family, along with hundreds of wolves, along with her family. And as the future king, Nathaniel was and always would be her enemy. She’d been a fool to forget it for even a second.

She’d ridden the vampire prince’s cock and enjoyed it, and there would be no redemption for her.

She flinched when she felt Nathaniel’s fingers caress her back. The sensation almost tickled, and now that her lust had abated, she recoiled from his touch.

“Can I get off your lap now?” she asked stiffly.

“Not yet,” Nathaniel said. “We still have three-quarters of an hour to go.”

“Fuck off.” Kira sat bolt upright, trying to push herself off him, but he held her in place.

“Settle,” Nathaniel warned, pulling open a desk drawer. “You’re going to do that again, pet, but this time, you’re going to be quiet, just like I commanded.” He tossed a familiar jumble of black leather and fabric onto the desk. “I’ll make sure of it.”

She twisted on his lap staring in horror at the collar with the ball gag.

“No,” she stammered, struggling as she tried to get away from him. “No way. I’m not wearing that.”

“Yes, you are. And look…” He took hold of a silver name tag hanging from a chain link between his thumb and forefinger and angled it so the engraving flashed in the light. It read:

KIRA

“I had this added after we met,” he said. “Do you like it?”

“What do you think?” she snapped.

He ignored her sarcasm. “It’s double-sided, so that no one mistakes what you are.”