She meddled in the affairs of an alpha wolf. She ended up marked and claimed.
Lisa Hunter knew rescuing her friend from a pack of wolf shifters would be no easy task, but she didn’t expect to end up naked, bound, and completely at the mercy of one of the fearsome beasts.
Ross MacDonald had only planned to hold the little human captive until she revealed what she knows about the men hunting his kind, but it didn’t take long for the truth to become undeniable. She is his mate—whether she wants to admit it or not—and if it takes a stern, shameful punishment and a sore, thoroughly used bottom to convince her that she belongs to him, so be it.
Author: Sassa Daniels
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Length: 53,900 words
Lisa narrowed her eyes at him. He could almost feel her irritation. “You expect me to wear that to dinner with your family?”
“Consider it part one of the punishment you have coming to you.”
Shock flashed across her face, but Ross doubted she’d forgotten she had yet to atone for this morning’s bad behavior.
“What’s part two?” she asked.
“You’ll receive a sound thrashing. Your behavior tonight will determine which implement I use.”
Ross would have thought that was straightforward enough, but Lisa looked confused.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if you’re a good girl, I might just use my hand. If you’re a complete brat, expect to be introduced to the bite of a cane. Now, let’s get this plug in, shall we?”
Not for the first time, Lisa seemed to be at war with herself as she considered what he’d said. He knew he had her cooperation when she gave a slight nod and averted her gaze.
“Bend over the chair,” Ross instructed. “Legs spread and ass pushed out.”
While Lisa got into position, he fetched some lube from the drawer in his nightstand. If he’d had a bit more time, he would have got her nice and wet and used her own feminine fluid to ease the insertion of the plug, but Finn insisted on punctuality and he had yet to get himself dressed. He smeared a generous amount of the cool lubricant over the plug and stood behind Lisa, who’d preempted his instructions by pulling her dress up around her waist.
“Good girl,” he murmured. “Now try to relax.”
He pushed the plug against the puckered hole in her bottom and the first bead slipped in easily enough. The second, larger bead was met with more resistance. She might not be an anal virgin, but she wasn’t exactly experienced either. She moaned, her muscles clenching as her body tried to reject the plug. Ross gently rubbed the small of her back, helping her to calm herself, and pushed more firmly on the plug.
“Open for me.”
Something about the commanding tone he used seemed to work. Exhaling steadily, Lisa pressed back against him and the plug slid into place. The base nestled between her perfect little butt cheeks, the light from overhead glinting on the shiny metal. Knowing it was there all night was going to test Ross’s self-control to the limits.
He helped Lisa to her feet and pointed at the chair she’d just been leaning over.
“Sit there and wait for me.”
She grimaced as she sat, and he watched her wriggling around for a moment until she found a position that was obviously more comfortable. Ross sighed and went to pick out some clothing for himself. This was going to be a very long night.