“Do
you understand why you’re being punished, Hannah?”
“Yes,”
she clips out, and I hear the petulant rebellion in her voice.
“Do
you not think you deserve it?”
“Does
it matter?” She looks back at me, her lips in a firm angry line, before turning
away. She knows she deserves this.
“It
does matter, little mate. It matters a great deal,” I say softly.
This
time when she peers back at me, her face is drawn in contrition a moment before
her lips stiffen to a hard line. “Yes,” she bites out. “I know I deserve it.”
At
her admission, I bring the switch down. It lights over her with a sharp thwap.
She
jerks forward, making a squeak of sound, but bites her lip and moves back into
perfect position. Her narrow back long. Her lovely ass presented for reprimand.
She may not like that she’s being punished, but she’s accepting it beautifully.
Although
I expect and demand her willing submission, for her to grant it to me so freely
fills me with unexpected gratification.
Situs
The
Zapex created us, and they believe they control us. Because of them, I nearly
destroyed a human female. I should die for what I have done, but the human
harvest has begun. I must live to protect her. She is fragile and broken. It
will take two of us to save her from the Zapex and keep her from being claimed
by other Monrok.
She
will always have me for protection, but nothing more. I may have claimed her,
but I will never be the one to truly mate her.
Jual
Our
little mate is more resilient than Situs believes. I have promised not to touch
to her until she is ready, but other Monrok believe she is free for the taking.
She is ours. We may not be able to properly mark her, but we will destroy
anyone who threatens to take her from us.
