Frantic (The Omegaborn Trilogy 2)

My nervousness was starting to boil over. Lying face down over his knees, I racked my mind for the possibilities of what was about to happen, but nothing came to mind.

“I doubt that you’ve ever been properly punished in your life, my little spoiled omega,” he continued, and I stiffened.

“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice shaking.

“You’ve earned a pretty thorough spanking from us,” Garret answered, and I whipped my head up to gaze back at him. There was an excited smirk on his lips. Even his eyes darkened with the dominant threat in his eyes. Beside him, I watched as Lothgar unbuckled a thick leather strap from around his waist. I began to grow anxious and tried to push myself off Ravick’s lap, but his hold was firm and I hardly budged.

Shit. This wasn’t good.

“Since you saw fit to challenge your alphas, you’re going to get a taste of the belt. Maybe next time, you’ll think twice about ignoring your alphas’ command,” Lothgar threatened and I shivered at the promise in his tone.

“What? You can’t be serious,” I countered and Ravick chuckled, his grip tightening around my hip. My stomach dropped to the tips of my toes as Ravick squeezed the pale, tender globes of my backside.

I’d never been spanked. Ever. Sure, I’d heard stories, mutterings of punishments like it, but I grew up in a rich household where discipline wasn’t a form of everyday life.

“No. You can’t,” I said, fighting against the firmness of Ravick’s grasp.

“We’re deadly serious. And when you’ve been properly punished, you’re going to fall to your knees and suck each and every one of your alpha’s cocks. Then, you’re going to beg us to fuck you in all of your holes, over and over until you’ve had more pleasure than you can possibly stand. You’re going to truly learn your place, omega, once and for all,” Ravick replied. I could feel the dominance of his alpha nature rolling off his skin in waves and my own omega flinched before him.

I struggled in his arms, suddenly exceedingly aware of his wide palm still circling on the naked skin of my ass. I didn’t want a spanking and I wasn’t ready to find out what it was like, but I soon realized that I wasn’t going to get a choice.

My alphas were going to punish me, whether I liked it or not.

Ravick patted the bare cheeks of my backside, reminding me just how vulnerable I really was.

“You don’t have to do this,” I pleaded as my mind raced to figure a way out of my current predicament. I could think of nothing.

“We do. Your omega requires constant attention and right now, she needs to be punished,” Garret answered. Lothgar nodded in agreement.

“Ravick, please. Don’t do this,” I begged.

He didn’t answer this time and my skin crawled with a nervous tingle. I could feel him staring down at my nakedness and it was then that I realized that my body had begun to grow warm. I could even feel a certain wetness between my thighs in response to the threat of being punished by my alphas. My body was a traitor.

I squeezed my legs together, but it didn’t seem to matter. Ravick’s fingers ventured along the lower curves of my ass and then between my thighs and gliding along my folds, discovering the evidence of my body’s betrayal.

“See, omega? Your body craves this,” he observed, and I groaned at his touch. For a moment, it felt so good and my pussy tightened in response. “But you haven’t earned your pleasure yet. First, you must be punished,” he added.

His palm left my ass then and came crashing back down, hard. The sound of skin smacking skin echoed shamefully loud within the white-walled room and I gasped in surprise. Even the crowd outside the glass window took a step back. I lifted my head, meeting the eyes of my former coworkers and not a single one of them looked in on me with sympathy.

They watched instead with extreme interest as I lay over Ravick’s knees with my ass bared, getting spanked like a naughty little girl.

I turned my head, no longer able to meet their eyes. I was so ashamed.

Ravick slapped my ass once more just as hard on the opposite side and then, the pain finally hit me. I sucked in a breath as a burning agony spread across my skin, like a thousand bees stinging my backside at once and I could do nothing to stop it. It hurt and I tried to push myself away from him once again, but it was useless.

“Okay, okay, you’ve made your point,” I breathed, my voice strained from the sting of the spanks. The more seconds that passed, the more the burning sensation grew, quickly becoming my entire center of focus.

The only thing that mattered in that moment was the naked skin of my backside and the hard, punishing palm that threatened more terrible, painful discipline.

Ravick chuckled once again.

“We’ve only just begun, Triss. Your punishment won’t end until you’re sobbing and begging to suck our cocks,” he answered and then, my spanking really and truly began.

“No. Don’t,” I cried as his hand cracked against my skin again and again until my entire world became consumed with my punishment.

His palm was ruthless. Its span was wide and covered most of one side of my ass, resulting in the thorough punishment of every inch of my backside. It hurt so much. I’d never experienced anything like it and soon, I was dancing over his knee in a pathetic attempt to escape the terrible blows. I tried to twist and turn my hips in an effort to avoid his spanks, but it didn’t matter. My alpha had decided that I was going to be punished and he was going to decide when I’d had enough, not me.

I cried out at the unfairness of it.