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Claimed and Mastered: An Alpha Shifter Romance by Delta James – Extended Preview

As she approached the door of the carriage house, she felt a stirring deep within her being. Her senses went on high alert. Declan! What the hell was he doing home? Perhaps it would be best if she skirted around her place and retrieved her clothes from Bess after all. All her plans came crashing down as Ava saw Declan step out of the carriage house.

Declan spotted her as she tried to slip past. “Lizzy, what are you doing out here?”

“Hi, Declan. You’re home a lot sooner than you thought you’d be.”

“Yes, the meeting got cancelled and so I turned around and came home. I thought as I had the day free that we might go over to the next town for lunch and a movie or a movie and dinner.”

Ava brushed past him, trying to be far more nonchalant than she was feeling. What she was feeling was a combination of the buzz of arousal that was always present with him and a sense of foreboding as she was well aware that she’d just broken two rules and was fairly sure she was about to find herself over Declan’s knee.

She turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck and molding her body to his. Declan leaned down to kiss her, pulling her tightly into his embrace. Ava smiled, thinking perhaps she might be able to persuade him that fucking her was much more preferable than spanking her. That thought and her smile were immediately dismissed when Declan landed a hard swat across her naked backside.

“Youch,” she yelped. “That hurt.”

His face was still mere inches from hers. “It’s going to hurt a whole lot more when I get through with it. Now you take your sexy self over to the corner and stand there until I’m ready to spank you.”

“Look, Declan, I’m not going to let you spank me.”

He smiled, turned her around, and swatted her a second time with even more force.

“I thought we settled that the first time. It isn’t about you letting me, it’s about you behaving and when you don’t you getting the punishment you need. Go stand in the corner, Lizzy. You’re in enough trouble as it is.”

She could feel the anger rolling off of him in waves. Even when she’d known Colum or Ioan were angry at her, she’d never felt the emotion wrap around her like this. She didn’t like it… mainly because she knew he had every right to feel that way. After all, he didn’t know she was the wolf he was trying to keep her safe from. And the reason he didn’t know was that she continued to lie to him about who and what she truly was. As she walked to the corner, she had to admit that she rather liked the fact that he didn’t want anybody else seeing her naked.

“I’m sorry, Declan…”

“I doubt it, but you’re about to be,” he said as he closed in on her.

Ava could feel her nipples tightening into hard buds, not from the cold but from Declan’s presence. Desire swirled in her lower belly and began to moisten her channel. He ran his finger down her spine and through the cleft in her cheeks. He often did that, but this time instead of merely passing over her puckered entry, he stopped and probed the opening. Ava tucked her bottom to get away from his finger. His response was a swift, stinging swat to her backside.

“Don’t. You’d best get used to the idea that your body is mine and where I want to touch it, play with it, and eventually fuck it is entirely up to me.”

“No. I’ve never liked even being touched there.”

Declan’s laugh was neither humorous nor benign.

“I plan to do a lot more than touching, Lizzy… starting today. You’re about to find out what happens to naughty little girls who willfully put themselves in danger when they’ve been told not to. Most times they get their bottoms punished inside and out. Come, Lizzy, let’s get this done.”

“Declan? What… what do you mean?”

“You’ll see.”

“No, I want to know now.”

“All you need to know right now, sweetheart, is you’re about to get your ass paddled and that accepting you deserve to be punished and submitting to it will be best.”

Declan sat down on the bed and pulled her over his lap. Instinctively Ava reached around to try to protect herself. He caught her hands, pinning them to her back before bringing his hand down with a resounding smack.

“Shit!” cried Ava.

“Last warning, Lizzy. You swear at me again and you get your mouth soaped.”

“Declan, please. I wasn’t in any danger.”

He began to spank her upturned bottom in a decidedly painful manner. He ensured that he covered her backside, turning both of her cheeks red before targeting her upper thighs and sit spots.

“And you base that on what, sweetheart? The wolf tracks I saw down on the beach before I came over here? Not only did you totally disregard my telling you that you weren’t to be naked where anyone but I could see you, but you were off in the woods… right where the wolf tracks were leading.”

The irony of being spanked for putting herself in danger from herself was not lost on Ava.

He spanked her through his entire scolding. Ava felt the impact of every blow. What was worse was that in addition to the physical discipline he was inflicting, she felt the bitter taste of having disappointed him and more than that… lying to him. Bess was right, she needed to break this off before he found out he’d been fucking a monster.

The combination of her guilt and the pain that was radiating off her backside caused her to capitulate to Declan’s discipline. Within short order she was crying, pleading with him to stop, and promising she would behave in the future.

“You know, Lizzy, I believe that you believe all of that. I just think that perhaps having a reminder for a little bit will help you keep that in mind the next time the opportunity to misbehave presents itself.”

Ava heard the rustle of a sack and saw Declan remove a tube of something and an object that somewhat resembled a stylized chess piece. It had a pointed blunted end that morphed into a spade-like shape sitting on a small foot so that it could stand upright. As Declan had stopped spanking her, Ava tried to get up. Declan quickly pushed her front back down and delivered several harsh slaps to her already well-punished bottom.

“When I put you over my knee, Lizzy, you stay there until I tell you that you can get up. Clear?”

“Yes, Declan,” she said as tears threatened to begin to fall again.

She could hear him open the tube and could smell a strong aroma of peppermint. Declan soothed her painful globes before once again fingering her bottom hole. She didn’t like it, but figured face down over his knee with him angry at her wasn’t the time to debate the point. He spread her cheeks with one hand as she felt the steel chess piece being pressed against her opening.


“Settle down, Lizzy. I’m going to put this plug in your bottom before I send you to stand in the corner to reconsider the decision you made earlier today to disobey me. You can either show me you’re ready to behave and take this portion of your punishment or I can go back to spanking you until you’re ready to do so. Are you going to submit or fight? Keep in mind either way, you’re getting your bottom plugged before I send you to the corner.”

Ava knew she was in no position, literally, to fight with him. And the fact was everything in her was screaming at her to submit and yield to his dominance.

“It won’t hurt, Lizzy. It’ll be uncomfortable and it will make you focus on why you want to behave.”

“Declan, please?”

“No, Lizzy. Just relax, sweetheart and breathe deeply. It will make what’s going to happen a lot less uncomfortable for you.”

“Why?” she cried.

“One, because I think it will be an effective deterrent to your continued misbehavior. Two, it’s good training for your body to accept my cock back there in the future. And three, I think you’ll make a very erotic picture standing in the corner with a very red fanny and a shiny butt plug inserted in your bottom hole.”

“And four,” she said resentfully, “because that’s what you want and I don’t get any say in it.”

“Of course you get a say. Behave yourself and it won’t be used on you as part of your punishment,” he said humorously. “Do you want me to proceed or do you need to be spanked some more? Keep in mind, Lizzy that if you choose to behave, chances are I won’t fuck you with it still in there… this time.”

“You wouldn’t…”

“I would and I will unless you settle down right now.”

Ava could hear in his voice and feel it in her bones that he was done talking. She either submitted and he’d take the damn thing out before he fucked her, which she was desperate to have him do, or he’d leave it in her. She sighed and forced herself to relax and accept.

“That’s my good girl,” he said in a deceptively seductive tone. “It’s going to be a bit uncomfortable as it goes in, but then your body will adjust to having it there. The man in the adult toy store did say the peppermint lube while having a nice aroma does tend to put just a little extra tingle in a little girl’s rear when it’s used back there.”

Ava was mortified to think that some man somewhere knew she was being made to submit to this. The plug pressed against her opening. She focused on relaxing as the plug began to slowly and gently enter her body by stretching her yet unused rosebud. She squirmed from the discomfort and the humiliation but Declan held her fast and spoke soothing words to reassure her that she would be fine.

Once he had it seated deeply in her ass, he tapped it, telling her he wanted her to think about it being there. How stupid, she thought. What the hell else was she going to think about? Her body was quickly adapting to having something shoved up her rear and then the peppermint began to do its work.


He chuckled. “Beginning to feel that peppermint?”

“Yes, it doesn’t tingle, it burns.”

“But only a little bit, right? I mean it isn’t overly painful?”

“No, but I don’t like it.”

He laughed out loud. “That’s kind of the point, Lizzy. When I plug your bottom as part of a punishment, you aren’t supposed to like it.”

“I won’t ever like it,” she cried.

“I don’t believe that, Lizzy. You are far too sensual and responsive not to end up liking having your bottom used for pleasure. Although right now, it isn’t pleasure I’m after, is it?”

“No, Declan. I’m sorry. You’ve made your point, please take it out.”

“No, Lizzy. You’re going to get up and go over to your corner. You’re going to stand with your nose in it and push your bottom out so I can inspect whether or not I got your spanking done evenly—and where I can easily see both the plug and how wet it and the spanking have made you.”

He helped her up, briefly fondled her nipples and then kissed her before turning her toward her corner and giving her backside a light tap to send her in the right direction.

How had she ever thought she hated Colum’s spankings more than anything? They were nothing compared to Declan’s. The actual physical pain level was about the same, but with Colum there had been no additional emotional discomfort. In the pack, if she got in trouble, she got spanked, was made to apologize and that was the end of it. With Declan, she got spanked; she felt awful about whatever she’d done and wanted desperately to atone for it; and now she got a foreign object inserted in her butt that was not only uncomfortable just by being there, but the lubricant to prepare her for it burned. And on top of all of that she was incredibly aroused by the whole thing and wanted Declan to forgive her in a decidedly erotic and sexual manner.

She stood in the corner as Declan had ordered. And they both knew he had ordered it… not requested, not suggested, but ordered. What was worse was that she hated that she had complied but most of all she hated that she craved it and was pretty damn sure Declan knew it.

“You know, Lizzy,” Declan drawled, “when I was driving back home, I’d been looking forward to watching a movie. But I must say I much prefer the sight I have right now. Such a pretty red bottom with its bright shiny plug and glistening pussy.”

“Declan, please… I said I was sorry and I am. How long are you going to make me stand here?”

“Just a little while longer, Lizzy. You broke two rules for no reason other than you wanted to and didn’t think I’d find out. Let this be a lesson, little girl, that I will always find out and when I do, I’ll add keeping secrets and/or lying to me to the list of things for which you need to be spanked. Understood?”

“Yes, Declan,” she said meekly.

“Tell me, Lizzy, how are you feeling right about now?”

“My ass hurts inside and out.”

“Does it really hurt inside or is it just uncomfortable with a little bit of sting?”

“I guess just uncomfortable and more than a little bit of sting.”

“And how does that make you feel?”


“No, Lizzy, lie to me. I like it when you do that.”

“I don’t know. I just don’t like it.”

“I don’t believe you. I think you do know but just don’t want to tell me. Should I come over there and spank you until you do?”

“No, Declan, please. What do you want me to say?”

“I want you to tell me how you feel being made to stand in the corner with a freshly spanked and plugged bottom. Not the physical sensations because I can see how wet your pussy is, but the emotional ones.”

She growled and he answered with one of his own. She shivered in response. She could feel him when he called to her… even when it was unknowingly. Much as she tried to deny it, the response was getting stronger and more difficult to ignore.

“You know how I feel,” she said, starting to cry.

“I do. But I want you to own it and part of that is confessing it to me. So, how do you feel, Lizzy?”

“All right,” she snapped.

“Careful, Lizzy, you were doing pretty good and well on your way to getting me to finish you, but you start giving me attitude, little girl and you can stand in that corner another hour or so.”

“No, Declan, please…” she wailed softly. “Please?”

“Answer me,” he said with finality.

“I feel humbled and submissive. I feel like I was naughty and deserved to be punished by you. But I also feel like now that I’ve been punished, I need you to forgive me and let me know you’re done being angry.”

Ava began to cry. Declan got off the bed and crossed over to her. He ran his hands down her body and cradled her against himself as she cried.

“I’m sorry, Declan. I just wanted to run and I know you told me not to. I’m sorry I disobeyed you. Please, can you not be mad at me anymore?”

He fondled her breasts, teasing her hardened nipples as she moaned in pleasure. She widened her stance and jutted her pussy at him, her plea for him to mount her obvious.

“Are you sorry enough that I can take out the plug before I fuck you?” he asked.

“Yes, baby. I’ll be better, I promise, please?”

Declan removed the plug gently and went to clean it before placing it and the tube of lube back in the paper sack. Declan opened his jeans and she could immediately feel his hard cock poking at her. She braced against the wall; her knees started to give way when he took hold of her hips. Her body knew that his breaching her was imminent.

He reached between her legs, tickling her clit just for a moment before spreading her labia and drawing out some of her slick essence to coat the head of his cock. Ava felt it probe and then locate her opening before driving home, causing her knees to almost buckle.

“It’s okay, Lizzy. I’ve got you,” he said, nuzzling her neck as he began to plunge in and out of her.

Ava couldn’t remember a time she’d been more aroused. The spanking, the plug, Declan’s dominance all combined to make her incredibly aroused and needy. She didn’t mind being responsive and horny, but having those needs so geared toward Declan was unsettling when she took the time to think about it. But as he thrust within her stretching her sheath to its maximum capacity, she didn’t care. All Ava cared about was the way he made her feel and the way she wanted to please him, not just sexually but in all ways.

She loved hearing him grunt and groan as he pounded her pussy. Her own cries and moans seemed to fuel his need to possess and dominate her, which in turn only amped up her desire for him. Ava felt her body becoming flushed and all of her feelings concentrated in her core as her orgasm burst forth, causing her cunt to contract all along his cock as he cried out in pleasure and relentlessly stroked on.

“Good girl, Lizzy. Let me feel how much you want me to fuck you.”

“God, yes, Declan,” she screamed as a second climax quickly followed the first, making reality slip away.

It wasn’t that their lovemaking hadn’t been intense before, but this time their coupling was even more frenzied and passionate. Ava cried out in triumph as she felt Declan begin to come hard. Her feeling of victory over him was short lived when he reached up to pinch one of her nipples and she spasmed again in ecstasy. She could feel him spurting out the last of his cum and her pussy rippling along his length to milk every last drop from him.

“Don’t think I didn’t feel you trying to deny me that last orgasm, Lizzy.”

“Declan, I wasn’t…”

He bumped her punished ass with his pelvis, driving his cock to the very end of her channel.

“Bullshit. But I have an idea I think will ensure you don’t try it again.”

He uncoupled from her and patted her bottom. Even though it wasn’t meant to inflict further punishment and was more affectionate than anything, the state of her thrashed backside made her wince from the connection.

“Go bend over the edge of the bed, Lizzy.”


Her protest was cut short when he swatted her backside and she yelped.

“Now, Lizzy.”

Turning and facing him, she realized that even though she knew him to be well sated, he was in no mood to argue with her. Quietly she padded over to the bed and put herself in position. Declan followed and reached for the paper bag.

“Declan, no.”

“Yes. Right now I’m thinking perhaps I should have left it in when I fucked you. But I thought you had acquiesced to my dominance. That little stunt where you tried to withhold your orgasm from me shows me you had only accepted your spanking and punishment, and had not been ready to submit. I think an afternoon and evening plugged should show you the folly of that.”


“Reach back and spread your cheeks for me, little girl. Show me you are truly sorry.”

“Oh, God, Declan…” she started and then sighed in resignation.

Reaching back, she parted her cheeks and then laid her head on the bed, closing her eyes and surrendering. Declan reached between her legs and scooped up some of his cum that was mingled with her own wet desire and was now spilling out of her well-used pussy. She opened her eyes to see him slathering the combined milky substance over the butt plug he intended to put back in her ass.

Catching her watching him, he smiled. “You may as well get used to my cum being in your ass, Lizzy. It won’t be too long before my cock starts making regular visits to deposit it there personally. I want you to thank me for not using the peppermint again.”

She swallowed.

“I’m sorry I tried to withhold my climax from you. I know better and I know you don’t like it when I try to do that. Thank you for not using the peppermint lube this time.”

Declan seemed to relent just a bit. “Are you telling me you know you were wrong to do that and deserve to have the plug put back in?”

She nodded. “Yes, Declan. I misbehaved earlier by running naked in the woods after you told me not to and again when I tried not to come for you a third time. I deserved the spanking I got and having you put that thing inside me.”

He leaned down and smoothed her hair, tucking it behind her ear. “Good girl,” he said as he began to gently push the butt plug all the way in until it was fully seated inside her. “Do you think you can behave?”

She nodded.

“Then you can get up. Put some clothes on. We’re going up to the house.”

“Like this?”

“Yes, Lizzy, just like this. Once we get there, I’m going to show you to our room. I’m done sneaking around at my own house. You’re moving up to the main house with me. I know you and Bess have become friends and for what it’s worth she agrees with me that we’re perfect for each other.”

“But she’s going to know…”

“That we sleep together or that I spank you when you misbehave? Actually, it doesn’t really matter either way. Bess would never say anything to anyone. Do we need to have a discussion about this?”

Ava grinned in spite of herself. “Would that be the kind of discussion where I’m face down over your knee getting my ass beat?”

“That would be the kind. I take it you’re willing to just be a good girl and forego the need for another discussion of that kind this afternoon?” he said, smiling.

“Yes, sir.”

The honorific rolled off her tongue as though she had been using it with him for a long time when, in fact, it was the first time. The grin on Declan’s face and the softness in his eyes reassured Ava.

He hauled her up off the bed and into his embrace. Nuzzling her neck, he whispered, “There’s my good girl. I think I rather like you calling me sir when you’re being punished.”

“Yes, sir,” she purred.

“Let’s get you up to the house. I’m going to put you down for a nap and I’ll come get the rest of your things.”

“I don’t want a nap,” she said, failing to stifle a yawn.

He laughed. “And you didn’t want me to put that plug back in, but that doesn’t mean you don’t need both. Now, get dressed so we can go up to the house. If you’re hungry, you can choose to have lunch downstairs in the kitchen or I’ll bring you something up to eat.”

“But either way, you’re putting me to bed.”


Suddenly Ava started to cry.

Declan sat down on the bed and pulled her into his lap. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“Everything,” she muttered.

“Lizzy, that isn’t a proper answer. I can’t fix it if I don’t know what’s wrong.”

“That’s the problem, you can’t fix it,” she said as she buried her face in his neck and cried harder.

“Shh, baby. It’ll be all right. Are you worried that Bess will make fun of you when you have to use a pillow to sit down?”

Ava brought her head up and saw all of his love and concern and could only wail in response.

“Lizzy, baby. Talk to me.”

She started to push at his chest. “This isn’t going to work. I have to leave.”

“Leave?” he said, astonished at what he was hearing. “Leave my lap, leave the carriage house…”

“You. I need to leave you.”

“That, little girl, is the last thing you need to do. And if you run away from home, because you know this is your home, I’ll come after you. And when I catch up with you, you’ll have a long, painful discussion with my belt as to why you never want to do it again.”

“You don’t understand.”

“What I understand is that you’re upset and instead of telling me what it is, you think you’ll avoid whatever it is that frightens you by fleeing. And I’m telling you categorically, all that will get you is a welted backside.” He reached up and dried her tears with his sleeve. “When you’re ready to tell me, I’m ready to listen. But at some point if you don’t offer to share with me, I’ll make you. Understood?”

She nodded. Ava’s feelings for this man, feelings she had never had before, were growing stronger. He kissed her in a comforting way that did make her feel better.

“Now then, get up and get dressed and we’ll go up and have lunch. Then you, Lizzy Owen, are going to lie down and try to take a nap.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl,” he crooned as he kissed her again.

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