Rough (Alpha Brotherhood 3)

“After dinner, you and I are going to talk about what you were doing in Neegan’s study. Until then, you will stay by my side. You will be silent unless I ask something of you. If someone asks you a question, you will look to me for permission to answer,” he warned, and I nodded my head.

“This isn’t for me. I would never silence you like that. It’s for your own safety. If you forget and speak out of turn, they could call for even more retribution for you. They could demand that I brand you or cut out your tongue or whip with for your insolence. It is very important you remember this. My world is a hard one, but you’re stuck in it with me now and I do not wish to see you hurt,” he continued.

“Yes, Alpha. I understand,” I whispered. I meant every word.

“Thank you, Ariana. We’re a team now and we have to work together for both our sakes,” he replied.

“Alpha?”

“Yes, little one?”

“Thank you for punishing me. I appreciate that it was you and not them,” I said quietly, unable to meet his eyes.

“It was my pleasure, omega. I very much enjoyed punishing you for the first time,” he replied. My pussy tightened reflexively, and my breath rushed out of my mouth. My core tightened even further and the fire that consumed all my sensitive places seemed to spread out across the rest of my body.

He stood up and reached for his belt. I flinched just a little as I moved out of the way, watching as he slid it back through the loops of his pants. He smiled when he saw me looking at him with trepidation and reached for my chin.

“I always wear a thick leather belt, omega. Keep that in mind the next time you think about doing something that might put either of us in danger,” he warned, and I shivered hard.

He knelt down beside me and picked up my slippers. I lifted a foot as he slid one on and then the other, looking at him quizzically.

“The rock floor is cold in places and your slippers with protect you from that chill,” he explained.

His unexpected thoughtfulness was unnerving, and I found that I couldn’t think of anything to say other than to thank him. He just smiled and brushed a stray lock of hair out of my face.

“You took your punishment very well, omega. Know that I’m so very proud of you,” he said, and my heart pulsed heavily in my chest.

He took my head and led me from the room. With every step, I could feel the stinging aftereffects of my punishment. I was so very sore and when I paused just long enough to glance at the backs of my thighs, I saw that they were striped red from his belt. They were a vivid scarlet against the paleness of the rest of my skin.

Magnar cleared his throat and I quickly rushed to follow. He gripped my upper arm and pulled me close enough so that he could whisper in my ear.

“You look beautiful with my welts all over your bare little bottom,” he whispered possessively, and I gasped with reluctant desire.

I shivered and my core tightened impossibly harder. Another drop of slick seeped down my inner thigh and I pressed my legs together to try to make it stop. My entire body was beginning to feel warm and a heated buzzing was gathering just beneath my skin. I’d never felt anything like it before in my life.

If he sensed my disquiet, he said nothing. He led me carefully through the halls of the castle until we reached an extravagantly decorated small dining hall with room enough for a dozen people. All the seats were taken. I recognized several faces of his council including Neegan. He glared at me with extremely hateful judgment and I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to remind myself not to say anything at all.

Magnar strode to the end of the table and gripped the heavy wooden chair on either side. He moved it backwards.

“Come here, omega,” he commanded, and I hesitantly obeyed him. “Climb up onto the chair,” he said next while offering me a hand.

“Turn around and show them your punished backside,” he directed. “Bend over and spread yourself so that they can see just how thorough your alpha was with you.”

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bsp; I whimpered softly and stared back at him. His gaze narrowed slightly in warning and I did as he asked, knowing that I didn’t really have a choice in the matter.

I bent over and traced my fingers over the raised welts that crisscrossed all over my backside. With extreme trepidation, I gripped my bottom cheeks and spread them for everyone watching. I could hear a few of them remark on the redness of my backside and how the marks went all the way down my thighs. Others murmured about the wetness that soaked my thighs and then I heard Neegan’s voice above them all.

“Did you spank her pussy too? It’s bright red, just like her bottom,” Neegan observed and I cringed silently with shame.

“Her pretty little cunt was thrashed with my belt,” Magnar answered.

“Next time, you should punish that tight asshole of hers with it too,” Neegan declared and my face heated so much that it felt like I was in front of an open flame.

I felt Magnar’s fingers trace my skin. Slowly, his fingertips made their way up my thighs and in between my cheeks to settle directly on my bottom hole. My eyes opened wide and I was thankful that I was facing away from those who sat at the table. None of them could see just how much his touch was driving me crazy with an insane sense of arousal and an even stronger feeling of abject shame.

“She needed a very thorough punishment over my knee and with my belt. It took quite a bit of time to properly remind her of her place, but I’m not finished with her. She was given a very hard spanking and an even harder belting already. I left her wet and needy so that I could finish the lesson when we return to my chambers after our dinner is concluded, gentlemen,” Magnar answered.