I’m the perfect partner for a young wolf who has control issues.”
Dallas laughed. “You are, are you?”
“Yes.” Laurence wrapped his arms around his lover until they had body contact from toes to chest and all the delicious parts in between. With silent spell, Laurence stripped them both naked.
“Wow. I can see all kinds of possibilities.”
Laurence kissed his sub, trying to convey all his passion and commitment in that one embrace. He didn’t want any doubts about their compatibility living in Dallas’ head. When he finally lifted his lips, he enjoyed the befuddled expression on Dallas’ face.
“You are mine just like I’m yours. We might have a relationship not everyone understands, but as long as it works for us, that’s all that’s important. Now—is there anything you want to say before your spanking?”
Dallas’ dreamy expression faded. “My what?”
“You not only withheld important information from me, but you doubted my ability to take care of you and meet your needs.” Laurence let his tone convey his disappointment.
“But you didn’t tell me you were a sorcerer,” Dallas protested.
Laurence nodded. “That is true, which is why I’m only going to give you ten swats instead of twenty.”
“But…”
“Once you learned I was a sorcerer, you should’ve shown better confidence in your mate. A minimum of ten spankings.” He grabbed Dallas by the wrist and led him over to the armless chair with the high back. Laurence sat first then released Dallas.
“I don’t think I deserve ten swats.” Dallas set his mouth in a mutinous line.
“As you don’t get to choose the punishment, I’m not really concerned. Over my lap now, or I’ll add five more.”
Laurence waited. Not by a twitch did he convey the battle going inside. Part of him wanted to grab the stubborn shifter and throw him over his knees, and the other half wanted to let the whole thing go. Sadly, if he let this go unchallenged, he knew he’d lose some of the respect of Dallas’ wolf. In order to prove he could be an alpha to his mate, he needed to assert his command over him.
He could see the battle waging inside Dallas before the sub walked to Laurence’s side and gracefully draped himself over Laurence’s knees.
“That’s a good boy,” Laurence praised. He rubbed Dallas’ tight ass a few times to build up suspense and to cherish the feel of bare skin beneath his palm. “Count for me.”
After rubbing Dallas’ hard globes a few more times he raised his hand high then slammed his palm against Dallas’ ass.
“One,” Dallas hissed.
Laurence’s palm ached from the slap but he didn’t hold back. Two through five went quickly. He varied six and seven to the top of Dallas’ thighs.
“Eight,” Dallas said with a broken sob.
“Almost there, my sweet wolf,” Laurence promised. He finished the last two in rapid succession, eager to finish the punishment and go directly to the making up.
“Nine… Ten.”
“Good, so good.” Laurence carefully turned Dallas over and cradled him on his lap. A soft hiss from Dallas brought a smile to his lips. “Sore?”
“You know I am.” Dallas’ petulant tone should’ve had Laurence promising a harder spanking next time, but joy filled him instead.
“You will stay with me from now on and only return to your pack house for runs and pack events. Understand?”
Dallas nodded.
“Good.”
Laurence stood, lifting Dallas as he went. Walking over to the rug by the fireplace, he carefully laid Dallas on the soft surface.
“After you rest a bit I’ll remind you how good it feels to be fucked after your ass is warmed.”
“You’re not mad at me anymore?” Dallas asked in a small voice.
“No, babe. That’s in the past. You took your punishment and now we’re going to move forward. Agreed?”
Dallas nodded. “Agreed.”
The small smile he granted Laurence made him feel like a king. A knock at the door drew his attention away from Dallas.
“What?”
Dallas laughed. “You are, are you?”
“Yes.” Laurence wrapped his arms around his lover until they had body contact from toes to chest and all the delicious parts in between. With silent spell, Laurence stripped them both naked.
“Wow. I can see all kinds of possibilities.”
Laurence kissed his sub, trying to convey all his passion and commitment in that one embrace. He didn’t want any doubts about their compatibility living in Dallas’ head. When he finally lifted his lips, he enjoyed the befuddled expression on Dallas’ face.
“You are mine just like I’m yours. We might have a relationship not everyone understands, but as long as it works for us, that’s all that’s important. Now—is there anything you want to say before your spanking?”
Dallas’ dreamy expression faded. “My what?”
“You not only withheld important information from me, but you doubted my ability to take care of you and meet your needs.” Laurence let his tone convey his disappointment.
“But you didn’t tell me you were a sorcerer,” Dallas protested.
Laurence nodded. “That is true, which is why I’m only going to give you ten swats instead of twenty.”
“But…”
“Once you learned I was a sorcerer, you should’ve shown better confidence in your mate. A minimum of ten spankings.” He grabbed Dallas by the wrist and led him over to the armless chair with the high back. Laurence sat first then released Dallas.
“I don’t think I deserve ten swats.” Dallas set his mouth in a mutinous line.
“As you don’t get to choose the punishment, I’m not really concerned. Over my lap now, or I’ll add five more.”
Laurence waited. Not by a twitch did he convey the battle going inside. Part of him wanted to grab the stubborn shifter and throw him over his knees, and the other half wanted to let the whole thing go. Sadly, if he let this go unchallenged, he knew he’d lose some of the respect of Dallas’ wolf. In order to prove he could be an alpha to his mate, he needed to assert his command over him.
He could see the battle waging inside Dallas before the sub walked to Laurence’s side and gracefully draped himself over Laurence’s knees.
“That’s a good boy,” Laurence praised. He rubbed Dallas’ tight ass a few times to build up suspense and to cherish the feel of bare skin beneath his palm. “Count for me.”
After rubbing Dallas’ hard globes a few more times he raised his hand high then slammed his palm against Dallas’ ass.
“One,” Dallas hissed.
Laurence’s palm ached from the slap but he didn’t hold back. Two through five went quickly. He varied six and seven to the top of Dallas’ thighs.
“Eight,” Dallas said with a broken sob.
“Almost there, my sweet wolf,” Laurence promised. He finished the last two in rapid succession, eager to finish the punishment and go directly to the making up.
“Nine… Ten.”
“Good, so good.” Laurence carefully turned Dallas over and cradled him on his lap. A soft hiss from Dallas brought a smile to his lips. “Sore?”
“You know I am.” Dallas’ petulant tone should’ve had Laurence promising a harder spanking next time, but joy filled him instead.
“You will stay with me from now on and only return to your pack house for runs and pack events. Understand?”
Dallas nodded.
“Good.”
Laurence stood, lifting Dallas as he went. Walking over to the rug by the fireplace, he carefully laid Dallas on the soft surface.
“After you rest a bit I’ll remind you how good it feels to be fucked after your ass is warmed.”
“You’re not mad at me anymore?” Dallas asked in a small voice.
“No, babe. That’s in the past. You took your punishment and now we’re going to move forward. Agreed?”
Dallas nodded. “Agreed.”
The small smile he granted Laurence made him feel like a king. A knock at the door drew his attention away from Dallas.
“What?”
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