Chapter Six
Morgana watched Kade as he took charge within the settlement. Everyone was running around, putting things in order and sorting together only what was necessary. The entire pack was working together like a well-oiled machine. Not a single person objected to Kade’s rule. Everyone went straight to work and did what was necessary to prepare for such a long journey.
In only a couple of hours, everything was ready. She had been assisting for much of the day, when Kade came by and told her it was time for bed. Looking around, she had finally noticed that the sun had begun to set, and a beautiful display of colors painted the sky. Noticing that he was watching her, she looked away and began to follow him as he walked away. She ambled after him, suddenly very aware of her sore bottom and the welts that he had put there. Wetness trickled down her thighs from just the memory of what had happened between them deep in the woods.
He brought her into a cabin at the edge of the camp. She hesitantly ventured inside as he held the door open for her. The hungry look on his face made her knees buckle with need. Swallowing hard, she turned back around and heard the door click behind her. A shiver raced up her spine at the silence that followed. She felt him come up behind her and he brushed her hair over her right shoulder. His lips caressed up against her earlobe and she pressed her thighs together in order to keep herself standing tall. At this rate, she couldn’t keep it up much longer. Her body practically sang for his touch.
“Take off your clothes.”
She quivered at his command, but quickly complied. Bending down, she untied her shoes and took them off, along with her socks. She stood back up and put her hands on her hips. Breathlessly, she untied the drawstring at her waist, allowing the loose cloth pants to drop to the floor. Slowly, she grasped the hem of the white shirt she wore, and pulled it up and over her head, exposing her painfully hard nipples to the open air. Standing there in nothing but her panties, gooseflesh prickled across her skin and she paused, waiting to see what he would do next. He placed his fingers on her hips and she nearly jumped away, startled by the warmth of his touch.
The floor creaked as he knelt down behind her. She felt his fingers drag down the sides of her legs, until his lips were level with her hips. He kissed her side, his lips trailing across the skin of her buttocks. Her knees shook at the touch of his lips, her desire hitting her with as much force as a tsunami. His fingers locked around the lace of her panties and dragged the thin fabric down her legs. He helped her pick up her feet, one at a time, in order to take off the panties entirely. She was standing before him, entirely naked and at his mercy, yet her body couldn’t stop shaking with need for him. She wanted him desperately.
Although she was bare and entirely vulnerable, she had never felt more powerful in her life. She had felt his hardness when she had been over his knee getting spanked, and when he had kissed her up against the tree trunk. He wanted her too, just as much as she wanted him. Forcibly drawing in air, she reminded herself to breathe. His fingers traced a line of fire across her skin, igniting her yearning like she had never felt before.
A soft moan escaped her lips and she whined when his fingers left her. His hand pooled at the nape of her neck, encircling her hair and then pulling softly backwards. Gradually, he increased the pressure until pain blossomed around her skull, but her body reacted with wild desire. The mixture of pleasure and pain mingled in her system and she felt her pussy moisten even further.
His hand, still firm in her hair, began to lead her forward, toward the large king bed in the center of the room. She whimpered in excitement, so much so that she could hardly notice the soft sheets or the padded quilt that he laid her down on. The only thing she could focus on was his breath, his touch, and where his lips were kissing her body next.
Lying on her back, she gazed up at him and felt a strange glimmer deep in her heart for the strong man that stood before her. Not knowing what it was, she pushed it away and focused on the ever-growing need that was still developing between her thighs.
“Kade, please. I want you.”
He kissed up and down her body, wandering from her collarbone to her stomach, and even further until he reached the apex of her thighs. His eyes met hers and she watched, transfixed as his tongue flickered forward and laved against her clit. Just seeing such a wanton act made her thighs quiver even more and her pussy get even wetter.
The wet warmth from his mouth descended to feast between her legs, and she moaned, her feeling of need growing to even larger proportions. Her hands grasped the hair on his head, urging him to lick her more, and faster, in all the places where she needed him.
When he slipped his fingers between her legs and caressed her wet lips, she nearly fell apart. First he slipped one finger inside her, and then two, and before long he was moving them inside her.
Arching her back, she moaned, fire blazing throughout her entire body. Grasping his shoulders, she tried to bring him up to kiss her, but he grabbed her wrists instead with his large hands. When he pinned them to her hips, she could no longer fight off all the sensations that was continually ravaging her system.
“Hold your hands over your head. Don’t you dare even think of moving them, or else your already well-spanked bottom will feel the kiss of my belt tonight.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, her voice husky with her desire.
He released her wrists and she obeyed immediately, knowing her backside couldn’t take any more punishment. Visions of her lying over his hard thighs, her bottom bare to his view, turning pink as he began to spank her, danced through her head. His dominance over her was entirely sexy, and as much as she wanted to hate the fact that she had been spanked bare bottomed across his knees, she couldn’t. In fact, she felt her juices flow even faster at just the thought of his manhandling.
She felt his now free hand move down to cup her bottom cheeks, squeezing the welts he had put there when he had switched her. Pain and pleasure mixed together until she couldn’t figure out what she was feeling anymore.
His fingers began to move closer to the crevice of her bottom, until the tips of his fingers brushed against her tight little star. A gasp emerged from her lips, the sudden embarrassment of him touching her there overwhelming her all at once. He couldn’t mean to, could he?
But he did! Before long, he was beginning to press his finger inside her, pushing it in and out, over and over. His onslaught on her clit continued, his fingers deep inside her pussy and her bottom hole.
Helpless to his assault of pleasure, she felt her orgasm take over her body as her limbs trembled with her mind-blowing desire. Moan after moan flew from her throat, the sounds reverberating throughout the room. He pressed his finger deeper inside her bottom hole, and her body climbed even higher. She felt her pussy clamp down on his fingers as he continued to move them inside her. Arching her back, she could feel her body roll into a second, more intense orgasm, and she cried out at the raw power of it.
Finally, after her passion began just to fade a little bit, she lay back on the bed, her thighs quivering with little aftershocks of pleasure that raced through her body. His fingers remained within her, both in her pussy and her bottom. The realization caused her to tighten, and in response, Kade pressed deeper inside.
She couldn’t believe how much her body wanted this. When he touched her bottom hole, she hadn’t wanted him to stop. In fact, when he had touched her there, she had felt free, wild, and wanton, and entirely fulfilled.
It felt a little dirty, a little wrong, but entirely right. With a sigh still heavy with desire, she pressed her bottom back, taking him a little deeper, and relishing the feeling of his invasion.
“How does this feel, Morgana? Do you like it when I touch your naughtiest hole?”
Covering her face, she mumbled her reply. Her face heated and she knew she had to be as red as an apple. Embarrassed, but helplessly turned on, she waited for his response. The silence was deafening. Finally, he spoke again.
“Remove your hands from your eyes. I did not give you permission to move them. Put your wrists back over your head where they belong. And I’ll ask again. Do you like it when I claim your naughtiest hole?”
Quickly, she removed her hands from her face and put her arms back where he had told her to. Groaning, she finally found the courage to formulate a response.
“Yes, sir. I like it when you touch me there.” She blushed even harder, yet she felt her pussy moisten, dewing with her desire.
“Good girl,” he said, a wicked smile coming over him. With care, he slowly pulled his fingers from her. He held up his hand that had been inside her pussy, and she saw her wetness practically dripping from it. He sat next to her and held his fingers in front of her mouth.
“Now taste yourself,” he commanded.
“You can’t be serious.”
“Completely. Now do what I told you, or suffer the consequences.”
He dropped his other hand to his belt, making it exceedingly clear what was to follow if she did not obey. Meeting the stern look in his eyes, she hesitantly opened her mouth, having never done anything like it before.
Gently, he placed his fingers on her tongue and she began to suck them. The saltiness of her arousal intermingled with a sort of inherent sweetness that reminded her a bit of peaches and cream. Her body heated at the sensation of tasting herself, betraying her once again in an unexpected way. Running her tongue up and down the length of his hand, she thoroughly cleaned him of her honey. When she was finished, she pressed her lips against his palm.
“Thank you, sir, for allowing me to taste myself.”
“Good girl. Now let me help you under the covers. It’s time for bed as tomorrow is going to start very early.”
Nodding, she agreed with him. He entered a bathroom that was off the side of the bedroom, which she hadn’t noticed before, and came out within a few minutes with a white washcloth. Sitting beside her, he pushed her legs open and pressed the cloth between her thighs. Sighing at its warmth, she moaned.
Continuing, he washed her, cleaning between her folds, and even over her bottom hole. Meeting his eyes, she smiled softly. She had never felt so cared for in her life. Throwing the cloth aside, he disrobed and climbed into bed, in nothing but a pair of black form-fitting undershorts. Lying beside her, he pulled her body close to his, enveloping her in his warmth. It wasn’t long before she fell asleep in his arms, just enjoying the feeling of being held by him. She slept deeply, content.
* * *
Before she knew it, sunlight was peeking in through the windows. She moved her head a little as she opened her eyes, and Kade shifted behind her.
“Morning, my beautiful redhead. Sleep well?”
Snuggling back into his embrace, she groaned at the morning light.
“Do we have to?” she whined, even though she knew the answer. He pushed her onto her back and climbed on top of her. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to hers, capturing her in a kiss so breathtaking that she felt her arms rise around his neck. Arching her breasts against his chest, she rose up to meet him. When he reluctantly pulled away, she fought a bit to prolong it. Failing, she pouted and he smiled at her eagerness.
“You know we do. It’s time I returned you to your king.”
“Will you stay with me the whole way?”
“Of course I will. You couldn’t be rid of me that easily,” he growled gently into her ear.
“Good,” she responded softly, her voice expressing how shy she felt to admit it.
What was happening to her? Why was she suddenly so weak around this man? She wanted to be around him so much that she was beginning to forget why she was really here in the first place.
She needed to get back to her king. Her mission was to deliver the information she had gathered so that he could use it, not to fall for a sexy doctor from the kingdom of D’Lormere. Repeating this a few times in her head, she was able to separate her heart from her mind, and focus on what was critical to her mission. She looked away as Kade rolled off of her, cementing her decision to keep what was really important on the forefront of her thoughts.
“Come, we must get ready. Did you keep the slave outfit?”
“I can’t wear that when I return to my city. I am the king’s sorceress, not his slave. If I were to do that, I would lose respect for my station.”
Nodding, he pointed to the clothing she had been given the day before.
“Then wear that. It’ll help you to fit in with us in case we run into anyone on the road, which is pretty likely.”
Still naked, she put her clothing aside and decided she needed to feel clean first. Disappearing into the bathroom, she found a brush and detangled the rat’s nest that was her version of bedhead. She also found a toothbrush and toothpaste, so she set about to brushing her teeth and freshening herself up. Looking in the mirror above the sink, she touched her chin, noticing the slight flush in her cheeks. Seeing Kade come in behind her, she quickly splashed some water on her face to cool down, feeling herself heat up at just his entrance. Swallowing deeply, she watched him as he took off his clothes and climbed into the shower.
Offering his hand to her, his look suggested his expectancy of her immediate obedience. He looked at her with such sternness that her feet moved closer to him on their own. She wanted to please him. The thought startled her and her body stopped moving. Now where had that come from?
“Morgana, come shower with me. We do not know the next time we will have the opportunity. It’s a long journey.”
His voice broke her out of her thoughts, and once again, her feet brought her to him. As she took his hand, he helped her into the surprisingly large walk-in shower.
“This house, who is it meant for?”
Until now, she had paid little mind to the cabin they had stayed in. Much of it reminded her of Kade’s home in Drentine now that she thought about it. The bathroom, decorated with a dark forest green tile, reminded her of him. The bedroom, very rustic in its design, had furniture made out of logs, and the bedding was soft and had the feeling of satin. Everything was designed to look rustic, but in a very high scale type of way.
“The pack built it for me when I decided to become alpha. Everything is designed for two, so that when I decided to take a mate, I could pass on our bloodline with ease. It’s really quite nice.”
“When do they expect you to take a mate?”
“It’s my decision. It has nothing to do with them.” She looked up at him, noticing how oddly defensive he sounded all of a sudden. Clearly, there must be pressure coming from somewhere for him to choose a wife. Placing a hand on his arm, she decided to change the subject, since just thinking about him choosing another left her feeling suddenly sad and lonely. She smiled mischievously at him.
“You might want to turn the water on, instead of us standing here naked all day.”
“Cheeky minx. I’ve spanked women for less than that,” he said, the smile returning to his face. He twirled her around, so that her breasts were pressed up against the cold tile. Slapping a hand onto her right bottom cheek, he squeezed her flesh, igniting a sudden fire that shot straight to her very core.
With his other hand, he turned on the water and the spray rained down on them from above. The water was cool at first before it quickly heated to a comfortable temperature. Kade still held her against the wall and before long, her body had grown impossibly hot with her need for him. Still, she wanted to please him. In fact, she needed to.
Slowly, she pressed back against him, pushing her bottom back to meet his waist. Feeling his cock nestle between her cheeks, she realized just how hard he was and she smiled, knowing how much he wanted her too. She turned toward him, brushing his member with her fingertips. The soft gasp that met her ears spurred her on even further.
For a moment, she thought she was in charge, but not for long. Kade’s hand snaked up her sides until they rested in her hair. His hands slowly fisted until her head bent back once the small glimmer of pain took over her senses. Using gentle force, he pushed her down to her knees and she quickly complied. Down on the shower floor, she looked up at him, his large cock jutting out in front of her, his eyes, soft yet stern, staring down at her.
A little hesitantly, she raised her fingers to grasp his hard length. Folding her fingers around it, she moved her other hand down past the base of his cock, massaging him gently. Moving a bit closer to him, she opened her mouth and kissed the tip of his member. Her tongue boldly surged forward, licking off a single drop of pre-cum that emerged at the tip of it. His hips rolled toward her with clear approval of her efforts.
She heard a slight groan and continued her exploration with even more confidence. He was enjoying this too. Opening her lips, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, tasting his saltiness and enjoying his male scent.
He kept his body incredibly still as she began to push him further down into her throat, pumping her head forward and back. She took him deeper, so deep that she began to gag a little, but she pushed through it. Curving her tongue up and down his length, she suckled his cock, feeling its vein pulsating against her tongue. She worshipped him with her mouth, her other hand steadying herself on his thigh. He seemed to grow impossibly harder in her mouth, and she felt his legs begin to tremble. She felt his hand grasp the hair at the nape of her neck before he pulled his cock out of her mouth.
Quickly, almost desperately, her fingers made their way around his cock, pumping up and down, squeezing and coaxing him into the world of pleasure. She wanted to make him feel good, just as he had made her experience many times before.
She caressed his cock before she began to stroke it with vigor, and was rewarded with another groan from his lips. Continuing to tease and torment him, she felt her own arousal seep down her thighs, her body heating to what felt like a molten state. Her hips rolled, seemingly taking on a life of their own.
She felt his body shudder, a deeper, more guttural groan escaped him, and his shaft throbbed steadily in her fingers. His seed spurted out of his cock, bathing her tits and fingers with the clear evidence of his pleasure. Gently, she milked his cock of every last drop before holding her hands out under the spray of the shower. Surprisingly, the water was still hot.
Kade offered her his hands and helped her to stand. She felt the warmth of the shower wash away his cum from her breasts. Reaching to the side, he grabbed the soap and began to lather the suds across her body. Her nipples hardened at his soothing touch. He brushed against them with the washcloth, igniting a craving with such force that she gasped at its fierceness.
She squeezed her legs together in an effort to hide her obvious desire. Kade noticed, and he swiftly guided her legs apart. His hands delved in between her legs, exploring her very wet folds. No matter what she did, it seemed he would always find the evidence of her desire.
His fingers found her throbbing bud, and she shivered in excitement. Looking back at him, she saw that his eyes glinted with something that looked like pride. Elated, she threw her head back, moaning softly as he began to circle her clit. Her hips bucked to meet his, yearning for more. Her muscles clenched as she began to ride his fingers, her sighs of pleasure growing increasingly desperate.
His thumb took command of her hardened nub, while two of his fingers explored further. Suddenly, those two digits speared up deep into her core, and her pussy muscles began to spasm around him.
“You may come now, Morgana,” he whispered huskily in her ear.
And she did, with wicked force. Her world turned into a fireball of pleasure, wave after wave burning across her skin. She nearly shouted with the strength of her orgasm, her passion echoing off the walls of the shower. His fingers didn’t stop moving, wrenching every last moment of ecstasy from her body. She shook with euphoria, and her limbs quivered as she finally opened her eyes to gaze up into his eyes.
They burned with his own desire, seemingly boring into her very soul. Her arms had found their way around his shoulders, and he held her around the waist with his own, supporting her weak legs. The corners of his eyes crinkled and a lopsided grin took over his face.
“That’s my good girl.”
Shyly, Morgana inched forward, pressing her body into his. He leaned into her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer to his chest.
“You know, I think your pack is going to send a search party to come looking for us, we’ve taken so long to get up and moving this morning,” she said with a giggle.
Kade smiled and swiftly smacked her right bottom cheek. She yelped at the sudden shocking sting, her backside feeling hot from the touch of his hand.
“Kade!”
“That’s ‘sir’ to you, my sassy redhead.”
Morgana did her best to rinse herself off, and then nearly sprinted out of the shower, grabbing a towel hanging near her.
“Whatever, boss,” she responded cheekily, a grin plastered all over her face. She watched as a dangerous look came over his as he tried to look serious, but soon, his mouth twisted up in a smile.
He moved swiftly after her, pulling a towel around his waist in the process. Backing up to the bed, she realized she had nowhere to run. He put his hands down on either side of her before grabbing her hips, twisting her around, and planting her face down on the bed.
“I see we’re going to have to start the day with a reddened bottom for you, is that the case, Morgana?” he asked, unable to hide the amusement in his voice. He whipped the towel away from her body, leaving her damp, trembling, and naked to his view. Her bottom quivered in anticipation, tingling where she knew his palm was about to smack. She felt entirely vulnerable, yet safe in his hands.
His touch trailed up her thighs, his fingernails digging into her flesh. Arching her bottom up for more, she sighed with delight. When his hand left her bottom, she tensed slightly before it came raining down on her bare backside. Spank after spank fell, warming her flesh, making it feel hot and swollen. Her pussy clenched at the pain, and her hips rocked back and forth. The spanking wasn’t particularly hard, but each one rocketed a shot of fire into her aching sex. He spanked all over her bottom, before he laid a few harder ones at the tops of her thighs that made her cry out from the shock of it. All at once, he stopped before placing a hand on the small of her back.
She heard a drawer open, and he began to rummage around inside it. Nervous butterflies flew about in her stomach. What was he up to now?
He parted her cheeks and ran his finger over her bottom hole. Shuddering at the naughtiness of that single act, Morgana gasped in surprise. Something cold spurted onto her tight little star, and he circled it around the rim of it.
“What are you doing,” she cried out apprehensively.
“I have a gift for you, something to remind you all day that you are mine, and mine alone.”
A cold object pressed against her bottom hole and her entire body tensed.
“Relax, Morgana. If you behave and take this in your bottom like a good girl, then I won’t paddle your backside with your hairbrush. Still, even if I have to, you’re going to take this plug inside your naughty hole whether you like it or not. But, I have the strangest feeling that you will. Am I right, little one?”
Struggling, she finally got her body to relax, and felt the plug begin to invade her backside. At first it hurt a little, stretching her bottom further than she had ever experienced before. A slight whimper emerged from her throat as the plug widened her even more, before it suddenly popped into place.
Her bottom felt fuller than ever before. It was certainly larger than the small plug he had put inside her before, when he had wanted to keep the suppositories in place deep in her bottom. She felt embarrassed, yet her body felt impossibly hot and her sex throbbed at his treatment. His fingers glided against her folds, and he held them in front of her face, glistening in the morning light with her honey.
“See? You do like it. Which is good, because I need to begin your training so that you will take my cock here too.”
“Training?”
“Yes. I’m going to train your naughty hole to open so that I can fuck you there.”
He pressed the base of the plug down deeper into her bottom, as she inhaled at the thought. He would put his cock in her backside? The thought scared her a bit, yet her body warmed at the same time. He was so massive, it couldn’t possibly fit back there, in her tight rosette. She felt so wanton to enjoy something so naughty, something that no one had ever talked about. She had never known she could derive such pleasure from someone touching her forbidden hole.
He presented his fingers closer to her lips, and she dutifully cleaned her arousal from them. Meeting his eyes, she saw him looking down huskily at her. He removed his hand from her back and allowed her to rise. She glanced down at his towel and saw the very clear bulge of his hardness there. Swallowing deeply, her breathing shallow, she shifted from one foot to the other.
“You’d put your cock inside my bottom?” she asked, her legs quivering with unspoken desire.
“Yes. I’m going to fuck that naughty little hole of yours until you beg me to let you come.”
Her eyes widened in shock, yet her body thrilled with anticipation. With her bottom full of his plug, her cheeks clenched, driving it deep inside her, she nodded, whispering a simple “yes, sir.”
He grinned as she turned away and picked up her discarded clothing. Finding a pair of fresh panties, a pretty pale pink color surrounded by lace, she threaded them up her legs. The fabric of her panties seemed to press the plug securely inside her. Next, she pulled on the white cloth shirt and the cream-colored drawstring pants. Finding her socks and shoes, she pulled them on as well. Before long, she was entirely dressed, yet the feeling in her naughty hole left her achy with desire.
Her nipples peaked and she felt wetness soak the seat of her panties. She watched as Kade took off his towel, his cock jutting out into the air. She wanted to jump on top of him and ride it, her pussy and bottom full at the same time.
Her mouth opened wide, and her hand shot up to cover it.
What sort of person was she to think about, and even want something like that? She felt entirely naughty, a bit dirty, but incredibly turned on. She shouldn’t want this, but she did. Oh so much.
He dressed rapidly, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt.
“Come, it’s time to get moving. Put together whatever you need, and meet me outside. And Morgana?”
“Yes, sir?”
“It pleases me that your naughtiest hole will be full for the day, simply because I wished it so.”
Her eyes grew wide, and she felt her pussy gush at his words. Her bottom cheeks tightened, pressing the plug deeper inside her. Why did this turn her body on so much? He turned away and exited the cabin, leaving her hot and trembling.
Trying to distract herself, she packed a bag with her few belongings, and with a heavy sigh, turned to follow him out the door. The sunlight caressed her skin, blue sky overhead. She didn’t see a single cloud in the sky. It was going to be a beautiful day. Looking around, she saw Kade talking with a few of the members of his pack. Smiling, she adjusted her shoulder strap across her body and followed him. It was time to return home to her king. It was time to protect her kingdom.