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Haze's lips feel like heaven on my skin. I roll my neck as he trails his mouth over my collarbones and gives me a rough kiss over my tender pulse. "Please, Haze," I murmur. I don't know exactly what I'm begging for but I need something.

"I know, sweetness, I know," he breathes into my jaw. "I'll punish you. Don't worry."

Before I can even blink takes me in his large arms and bends me over his bed. I shudder and look back at him as he steps away, moving my hands to the centre of my back.

"Don't move," he warns me.

I breathe heavily and watch him walk around his bedroom until he pulls something out of his drawer but hides it from my sight. "What's that?"

"Shh," he murmurs. "This is your punishment. You don't get to ask questions, you only get to answer them. Do you understand?"

My throat tenses, I gulp. "Yes."

"Good girl."

Haze's fingers grip onto the hem of my leggings and tug them down with my panties until my ass is bare to him. My pussy throbs as his fingers run over the curve of my cheek and takes a handful.

"Goddess," he groans. "Look at this fucking ass."

He slaps a hand down and I jolt forward, a small moan escaping my lips at the burning sensation. I bite down on my lip as a wicked thrill runs down my spine.

"Now," he removes himself from me and I miss his warmth. "I'm going to spank your ass with this five times. I'm going to need you to count for me, but first I'm going to ask what you're being punished for and why you're sorry."

My head tilts to see him hold a paddle in one hand. My blood hums in my veins at the sight of it in his hands as he uses it to hit his own palm. Holy fuck. He's about to spank my ass raw.

"Do you understand?"

I nod eagerly.

"Give me your words, Viola, or I won't touch you."

"Yes. Yes. I understand."

"Viola," he brings me back to his eyes. "Tell me what you're being punished for."

"For not listening to you when you said to stay put," I murmur into the sheets.

"What else?"

I chew on my lip. "For putting myself at risk."

"Yeah," his eyes glow at me as he remembers. "You put yourself at risk."

"I'm sorry," I whimper. "I won't do it again."

"No," he rubs the paddle over my ass slowly. "You're not going to do it again because it'll make me fucking furious and I will keep you locked up in your room."

My thighs press together at his possessiveness. "Yes."

"Good, sweetness. Now count."

The paddle strikes my ass and all the air evaporates from my lungs. Fuck. It hurts so much more than his hand. I gasp for a breath as heat spreads over my cheeks and it sparks with pain and pleasure mixed into one.

"Count, Viola."

"One," I rasp.

My other cheek is struck and my entire body moves forward on the bed, my legs beginning to shake from the rush of adrenaline hitting me. I blink back the tears in my eyes and suck down air as quickly as I can.

"Two."

Haze waits for a moment before the paddle comes down on the spot that only just started cooling down. I release a low groan of agony but the pooling between my thighs tells me different.

"Three," I pant.

"I need you to breathe for me, Viola."

I grip onto my wrists that are wrapped up in Haze's shadows and open my lungs to take a breath, calming myself for a moment.

"Are you ready to carry on?" He asks.

I nod once more.

"Words, Viola. Don't make me ask again."

"Yes," I whimper. "Yes, I'm ready."

"That's my girl."

When the paddle connects with my skin this time, it fucking hurts, but I accept the pain and breathe through it.

"Four."

"Almost done, sweetness," he murmurs from behind me. "You're doing so well."

I swallow thickly and nod. The tears in my eyes have fallen but the wetness between my legs is making them slide when I press them together. The friction makes me whimper, my clit throbbing for a release but I know this is a punishment and there will be no reward.

Haze hits my ass one last time, causing me to cry out at the soreness of my skin. It's not burning anymore, I'm literally on fire and my skin begins to turn itchy from the desire to rub it furiously. I've never been spanked before but fuck...I can't believe how wet it made me.

"Five," I exhale and melt into the bed.

The sound of the paddle hitting the floor echoes behind me until my arms fall apart at Haze's shadows and I'm swept up into his arms. My forehead is covered in sweat and my cheeks are stained with my tears but it was worth it.

He carries me away as I latch onto him. "Where are we going?"

"Need to put some cream on your ass," he states as we walk into his plush bathroom.

Haze lays me across his lap on the bench in the corner as he reaches for a pot of something and scoops out a generous amount. Then he smears the cool liquid over my burning skin and I take a breath.

"How did that feel?" He asks.

"It hurt," I admit. "But it felt good."

He hums in response. "You did good, sweetness. So damn good."

I smile at his praise, the fire sensation slowly letting up at knowing I did well.

After the cream is spread over my skin he tugs me up onto his lap, my legs straddling his large thigh. I stare back into his haunting silver eyes as he pushes away my hair and cups my face.

"Is my girl wet?" he rasps deeply.

I bite my lip and nod with no shame. "Yes. Very."

Haze grunts and kisses my lips for a brief moment. "You want to come?"

"Yes," I say before he even finishes his question. "Yes, please."

He slips his fingers through my core and grunts at the way I'm practically leaking all over him. I grip onto his shoulders and cry out when the tip of his finger brushes over my clit which is screaming at me to be touched.

A smirk plays on his lips as he watches me and I close my eyes at the warmth of his hand.

"Eyes on me, Viola," he snaps and I flick my gaze open to him. "You only get to come if you keep your eyes on me."

My heart rattles inside my chest at his words and I nod in understanding.

"Now use my thigh to make yourself come," he says, removing his hand.

Heat spreads to my cheeks, painting me a thousand different shades of red. I don't even have time to ask what the hell he means, all I know is I want to orgasm and if I have to use his leg to get there, I'm doing it.

Fuck. What is wrong with me?

I press my pussy against his broad thigh and move my hips in a slow back and forth motion as I grind myself on him. My legs immediately begin to tremble and I want to throw my head back at the pleasure that sears through me, but Haze's eyes hold me hostage.

"Good girl," he kisses my collarbone, his eyes peeking up at me.

I grind down on him harder, my wetness coating his trousers and I couldn't give a shit. I secretly like the thought of him being covered in my pleasure. It sets off a primal instinct in me that has my wolf howling in agreement.

"Haze," I dig my fingernails into his muscly shoulders.

My orgasm builds and when it hits me I moan, my eyes almost rolling into the back of my head but I keep them on him. He watches me with fascination and awe as I come undone, my hips moving quicker than before as my entire body trembles with heightened pleasure.

Haze rips down my top, my breast popping out and he latches his mouth around the nipple. He sucks as my climax makes me explode and I hold onto him, not wanting this moment to end.

I catch my breath, pressing my forehead against his as I jolt from the sensitivity of my pussy against his thigh. His hands explore my back, holding me tight as he peppers kisses across my body and over my neck.

"I want you to fuck me," I blurt as I graze my lips over his.

Haze stares back at me with dilated eyes. "No."

My heart feels like someone has taken a sledgehammer to it. "What?" I pull back, my arms dropping to my sides as if he's electrocuted me. "Why?"

"Not yet, sweetness," his voice is tender.

I furrow my brows at him. "You don't want to?"

"Goddess, of course I want to, Viola." He grits his teeth together. "But not yet. I barely have enough self-control as it is."

"I'm ready for it, Haze," I nod. "I want to feel you inside me."

"Give it time."

"Give what time?" I spit and attempt to move from his lap but he doesn't allow me.

Haze releases a low growl. "Don't walk away from me."

"What are you giving time?" I whisper.

He rolls his teeth over his lip as he studies me. "I am not this perfect gentleman, Viola."

I frown. "I never asked you to be."

"I need to give you more time to actually like me," he rasps and I sink further into his lap. "Because the things I want to do to you, experience with you, I need to know that you're in this for the long haul before you attempt to leave me after realising what I'm truly like."

My heart cracks a little in the honesty in his voice.

"You're my mate, of course I'm in it for the long haul."

His brows rise. "After everything I've done to you?"

"I know it's not conventional," I shake my head.

If anything he's protected me. I might have a serious case of Stockholm Syndrome, but it's not just the mate bond growing fond of him—it's my own emotions. It's the way he stands up for me, it's the way he's not afraid to show affection in public, it's the way he wants me to be involved with his pack.

Haze presses a hand to my cheek and tilts my eyes to his, searching for something.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Yes."

His expression flinches and he grits his jaw. "You know I'd never hurt you, sweetness."

I blink back the tears that are building in my eyes. "That's not what I'm afraid of." I admit.

I'm afraid of falling in love with you. I think to myself.

Haze brings our lips together and kisses me with a gentle caress that makes me feel weightless. He picks me up and carries me back to his bed, he tugs up my panties and removes my leggings before grabbing one of his T-shirts and removing my own to replace it with his.

I snuggle into Haze's side as he kisses my forehead. "What do you think will scare me away?" I whisper.

He sighs softly. "Remember when you said you have fantasies? I have much darker fantasies of my own."

"Like what?"

Haze is silent for a long moment and I fear he's not going to open up. I glance at him, our eyes meeting as he cups my cheek and presses a soft kiss to my lips again. My head spins at the waves of comfort that wraps around me, tightening our mate bond.

"You've seen my dagger," he starts.

"Yes."

"One of my biggest fantasies is to carve my initials into your skin whilst you come all over my cock, screaming to the Goddess because you're mine, all mine."

My breathing hitches and I blink at him in surprise. He wants to brand me with his dagger?

Haze's eyes roam my face and he exhales a staggered breath. "See? You want to run a million miles from me."

"I don't," I shake my head. "I'm just shocked. You'd want to do that to me the first time we have sex?"

"No," his brows press together. "Goddess, no."

"Oh–"

He presses his forehead to mine softly. "The first time we have sex, it's going to be rough and messy, but not with my dagger. That's something we will work up to, and only if you want it. I'm not going to force these things on you, Viola."

"Okay," I whisper before swallowing. "When can you be rough with me?"

The corner of his lip twitches into a smirk. "It'll be worth the wait."

I groan and shove my head into his chest. "You're going to kill me."

"Trust me, seeing you everyday and knowing you hated me destroyed me."

"I don't hate you anymore," I confess.

Haze's eyes shine bright. "I know, sweetness. I know."

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Author's Note

Ooofff I love a good punishment scene, but Haze has fallen so hard for Viola he can't help but reward her after🥹

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