Bound (A Faery Story 1)

hand had already begun to rub against the swell in his pants. Beck

was an entirely different animal. He just looked hungry. He caught

her hands when she tried to hit him.

“No, Megan.” He neatly wrapped the scarf around her wrists.

“You will behave, or I’ll have you across my lap. I won’t be nice

about it either. You’ve pushed me too far, love. It’s time we put this

relationship of ours on a proper footing.”

“It’s time you let me up, asshole.” Meg tried to kick again.

She hated the fact that even while she knew this would go badly,

her pussy was starting to ache. She wasn’t sure why Beck seemed to

be so willing to give her what she wanted. He would hate her

afterward for this, but there was no question Meg wanted the change

in Beck to be real. “I told you, I won’t try to leave again. Let me go.

I’ll stay in the room in the barn. You two can fuck each other for all I

care.”

Beck pulled her up by her bound hands. True to his word, she was

pulled over his lap. She kicked, but he was far too strong. He held her

down, placing one strong hand on her back. “I warned you, Meg.”

He pulled her skirt up, tossing it over her back, and her naked ass

felt the slight chill in the air. It wasn’t cold for long as Beck’s hand

came down in a short arc.

Meg gasped as the pain hit her sharply. She didn’t have a chance

to breathe before he smacked her other cheek just as hard. These

weren’t the playful taps Cian had given her. Beck meant business.

Tears formed in her eyes, but before she could shed them, the heat

bloomed deep inside her, and she felt her pussy cream. Fuck him, but

he was right. This was exactly what she wanted. She bit her bottom

lip to keep from begging him to continue.

“That’s a pretty sight, love,” Beck drawled as he ran his hand

across her cheeks. Meg heard him take a deep breath. “Open yourself