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  “Good girl, now bend over with your bottom facing me and hold yourself wide open for me,” he instructed.

  Melody felt embarrassed heat fill her cheeks. It didn’t matter how many times Liam had seen her just like this; as a punishment, it was different and horrifying to expose herself to him this way. She bent over, following his instructions by catching a flaming and sore butt cheek in each hand and pulling herself open.

  “Spread your legs further apart and open yourself wider,” he told her sternly.

  She closed her eyes as she complied, then groaned when she felt his lube-coated fingers slide inside her ass. There was no slow work-up; his fingers went in to the hilt with the very first thrust and twisted and moved all around, stretching her for the plug. Before she was even used to the intrusion of his fingers, they were gone and the plug was shooting home, filling her uncomfortably full.

  Then Liam was using the plug to ride her ass hard and fast, making her whimper as he thrust it in and out and twisted it inside her over and over again.

  “Liam, please! I’m sorry!” she wailed loudly.

  “Are you going to leave our home without the proper escort ever again, young lady?” he asked.

  “No, sir!”

  Then he seated the plug firmly and pulled her back over his lap, positioning Melody with her legs slightly open. Liam began to snap the belt down over her backside, paying special attention to the under-curve of her butt and making sure every few strokes landed hard over the base of the plug, jolting it inside her.

  Melody was a sobbing mess by the time the belt fell for the tenth stroke. Liam dropped the belt and rubbed his hand soothingly over her lower back as she cried over his knee.

  “You took your punishment well,” he said gently as he pulled her up into his arms for a hug.

  Melody snuggled into his embrace from her position straddling his thighs, relieved to not have anything against her bottom.

  Liam kissed her sweetly before putting her on her feet in front of him. “Now you will put your jeans back on.”

  She gasped, hating the thought of the rough denim rubbing against her sore bum, but she knew better than to argue. She reached around to pull out the plug, but Liam stayed her hand.

  “No. The plug stays in until I take it out. No panties, just the jeans,” he said, leaving no room to misinterpret his wishes.

  She moaned as she pulled the jeans up and over her backside, flinching as they seemed to press the plug even deeper into her bottom.

  Melody was shocked when he didn’t allow her a shirt either.

  “Just the jeans, now let’s go have breakfast.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Liam bit back a smile as he watched Melody fighting not to squirm as she sat on the stool at the island watching him make their breakfast.

  She was trying so hard to please him and she did. Melody pleased him more than words could express with her sweet submission. She had taken a very hard punishment with very little complaint and was doing her best to sit still on what he knew was a very sore and plugged ass.

  If she managed to sit without too much fidgeting through breakfast, he would take her back to bed and remove the plug before making her body sing with pleasure. If not, the plug would stay where it was for the near future.

  He enjoyed watching her bare breasts as she sat at the counter in only her tight jeans. As he watched, her little nipples began to tighten into hard little berries and he realized her effort not to squirm wasn’t just because of a sore rear.

  His little mate was aroused.

  * * *

  Melody drank her orange juice and tried to enjoy her bacon and eggs, but all she wanted to do was shift in the chair. No longer was she wanting to avoid the jolt each movement sent through the plug; now she was fighting not to grind against the pressure as the discomfort had shifted into pleasure sometime in the last hour.

  While the punishment had been painful and embarrassing, it had also been arousing to submit so completely to Liam’s authority.

  Now she wanted him to take her; no, she needed him to take her.

  “You’re being such a good girl. Are you finished with your breakfast?” Liam asked.

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Come with me and I’ll take that plug out of your naughty bottom and fill it with something else,” he said, holding his hand out to her.

  Melody went to him eagerly, taking his hand and following him up the stairs. Once in their bedroom he made short work of pulling her free of the jeans; encouraging her to bend over once again, he gently removed the plug.

  He patted her upturned bottom and told her to stay in position. She heard him moving around and the rustle of clothing, then turned when he called her.

  Liam was standing naked next to a big round ball with what looked like a long dildo attached. It resembled an exercise ball, but was much larger, too large for her to mount if that was his intention.

  “It’s a Spurilian sex ball; they are in the pleasure quadrant of the Ramelian star system. I purchased it before we left for the cabin,” he explained, moving the ball to rest at the edge of the bed as she watched dubiously. She gasped when he lifted her in his arms and lowered her over the dildo, moaning as he impaled her on its length. Melody braced herself with her hands on the foot of the bed as she found herself straddling the ball with her feet dangling above the floor.

  “Liam!” she cried out her nervousness at her precarious perch warring with the pleasure of the dildo fitting snugly into her channel.

  “Worry not, I would never allow you to fall,” Liam told her, softly kissing the top of her head. Then, placing his hands on either side of her thighs, he pressed down on the ball with a fast movement.

  Melody suddenly bounced up off the ball, sliding up the shaft filling her and back down again. Liam continued to bounce her quickly up and down until she cried out shuddering with an explosive orgasm.

  When he bounced her again, Liam caught her thighs in his hands and held her up, the tip of the dildo still pressed just inside her opening as he slid onto the ball behind her. Melody’s head fell back against his shoulder with a groan when she felt the tip of his well lubed cock fit into the opening of her bottom.

  With agonizing slowness, Liam lowered her until she was once again impaled on the dildo and his cock was pressed all the way inside her ass, sending frissons of pleasurable electricity up and down her spine.

  Even the feel of her punished bottom resting on his hard thighs felt good. As soon as she was fully seated, Liam began a rocking bounce that shifted her back and forth from his cock to the dildo, bouncing off one as she slid down the other.

  She could only cry out her pleasure at the exquisite sensation and soon he was bouncing her hard and fast as she screamed his name, shooting from one shuddering orgasm to another.

  * * *

  Liam loved Melody’s uninhibited response to the sex ball. Clearly she loved the way it bounced her up and down over both his shaft and the dildo he’d attached to it. Her hoarse cries of pleasure were music to his ears.

  Reaching around her, he caught the small attachment at the base of the dildo and pulled it free; it was a small suction device designed for clitoral stimulation. Liam carefully parted Melody’s wet lips a bit more so he could attach the little cup directly to her clit.

  Once it clamped on the little clit, it began sucking immediately, and he began to bounce the ball harder as she screamed incoherently and everything in her body stiffened as she came, her entire body shuddering in release.

  Her ass began to spasm around his cock, squeezing him tight as he yelled out his own release, her muscles milking him dry.

  Melody was limp with exhaustion when he lifted her gently from the ball and carried her into the bathroom to clean her carefully. Liam knelt next to the tub as he washed her. Melody’s body continued to shiver as aftershocks from the intense pleasure washed over her. Liam enjoyed running the wet soapy cloth over her sensitive breasts, watching them tighten once more into needy
little buds.

  Melody groaned in appreciation when he stroked the cloth up and down her back in circling motions. “That feels so good, Liam.”

  He tenderly washed her arms, then moved on to her stomach and carefully between her legs in case she was sore. Melody sighed in contentment as he ministered to her needs. When Liam got to her feet, he pulled them out of the water and rubbed each foot as he cleaned it, paying special attention to the area between her toes.

  “Oh, my goodness, I never knew a foot rub could feel so good,” Melody said encouragingly, her eyes getting heavier and heavier with each stroke of his fingers along the arch of her foot.

  Even though they’d only been up a few hours, it had been an eventful morning and his little mate was ready for a nap. Liam quickly lifted her from the tub and dried her gently.

  “So sleepy,” she murmured softly into his neck as he carried her back to their bed. “Love you, Liam.”

  “I love you too, Melody,” he told her as he wrapped her once again in his arms and curled his body around her. They would take a rest, then spend the afternoon exploring the woods together, hopefully without the bears.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Their two weeks at her parents’ cabin had been idyllic. Together she and Liam had explored the woods around the cabin. Thankfully there were no further encounters with bears and Melody never ventured further than the yard without Liam.

  She didn’t ever want a repeat lesson about putting herself in danger. Melody had discovered a whole new world of sensual pleasure and punishment with her mate and she had no desire to experience real punishment again.

  It was definitely better to keep punishment to the sensual realm where it combined with pleasure and brought her satisfaction never before dreamed of. Liam was a patient lover and dominant. She reveled in his punishment in the bedroom, knowing she was safe to explore her limits as he pushed her to the edge and over time and time again.

  Melody was sad it was time to go home, back to the real world.

  Liam was everything she could have asked for in a mate and more. Of course it was funny to think a month ago she would have said she didn’t want a mate at all.

  She’d always thought a Ramelian mate would take her freedom and curb her ability to enjoy life. Now she knew Liam’s arms were the only place she’d ever be truly free.

  “Melody, come, I must braid your hair before we can leave,” Liam called her from the bathroom.

  Melody obediently went to her mate and watched as he wove her hair into intricate twists and braids with diamond-like beads interspersed throughout the braids. It was a marvel how quickly he made her hair do just what he wanted.

  The style was simple but elegant and Melody knew she would always wear her braids with pride. They showed the world she belonged to Liam and he to her.

  He dressed her in a beautiful Ramelian caftan of gold, then pulled her into his arms. “I wish we could stay forever, little mate, but it is time. I have duties I must return to.”

  “You mean you won’t be my bodyguard anymore?” Melody questioned teasingly.

  Liam laughed. “No, sadly, I must return to the training of human males for battle.”

  “Does this mean I no longer require an escort?” she asked with an arched brow.

  He growled and nipped her earlobe. “I think you know it does not mean any such thing, young lady.”

  She only laughed in response, then squealed when he slapped her bottom.

  “Put your boots on. I have a surprise for you,” he said with a grin.

  Melody pulled on her boots, then followed Liam outside to find the large motorcycle waiting and looked at him in surprise. “I thought we were going home?”

  “We are. I just thought you might enjoy taking the bike rather than transporting. Was I wrong?” he asked.

  “Oh, Liam, it will be a wonderful ride!” She eagerly climbed on the bike, wrapping her skirts around her legs to hold them in place as they rode.

  “Wait! You have to put your helmet on first, little mate,” Liam said indulgently as he pulled her back off the bike and buckled her helmet in place before putting on his own. Then he mounted the bike and Melody climbed on behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

  The big motor thrummed to life and Melody felt the power of the bike vibrating between her legs, making her squeeze Liam’s butt with her thighs as she moved closer.

  She breathed in the scent of the leather of his jacket and the musk and spice that was all Liam as she pressed her face against his back. She was glad their helmets didn’t cover their faces.

  When he gunned the motor again and started off down the winding dirt road, Melody yelled in delight.

  She loved the feel of the wind as they sped down the road. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back to lift her face toward the sun, still holding tightly to her mate.

  They rode in silence for a while, then Melody leaned forward, wrapping her arms further around him so she could rub a hand teasingly over the front of his pants.

  Liam jumped at her teasing caress and leered over his shoulder at her.

  She shivered when he pulled over into a secluded section off the highway; once the bike was parked, he swung her around to straddle him at the front of the bike.

  Melody make quick work of opening the button of his jeans and unzipping them to free his throbbing cock from its confining prison.

  Liam groaned as she caught him in her hands and began stroking him with her fist wrapped tightly around him.

  His hands caught her skirts up around her waist, revealing that she was totally bare underneath her caftan. “Naughty girl. No panties?”

  She looked up at him mischievously. “My mate didn’t bring me any panties, so I had to go commando.”

  “Commando?” Liam frowned.

  Melody laughed. “It just means I went without.”

  Liam was obviously tired of the subject because he lifted her quickly up and brought her down directly on his cock and thrust home.

  She groaned at the feel of him filling her passage snugly and wrapped her legs around his waist.

  Liam began to lift her up and down quickly on his shaft, his hands gripping her bottom tightly. Melody just hung on and enjoyed the ride, bracing her hands on his shoulders. Then he pressed her down tightly and ground himself against her, sending her skyrocketing into an orgasm and making her scream.

  Before she was even finished spasming around him, Liam lifted her free of his shaft and got off the bike. Melody whimpered, not nearly finished with her mate when he turned her to face downwards, over the seat, spreading her wide.

  When he slammed into her from behind, she mewled her welcome as he began to pound into her; every few thrusts his hand slapped her bottom, heightening her pleasure.

  “Harder, Liam! Spank me harder!” she cried as she was caught up in their storm of passion.

  Harder and harder his hand fell, keeping in time with his rough thrusts until she stiffened beneath him once more and shuddered in climax.

  Liam groaned loudly as he followed her over the edge. He pulled free of her, then lifted her up in his arms, pressing kisses against her neck as he held her close.

  Melody started laughing uproariously.

  “What?” he asked.

  “We didn’t even take our helmets off!” she said, laughing again, Liam joined her in her mirth, snuggling her even closer as they shared their laughter.

  Chapter Fourteen

  The rest of the trip home passed way too quickly and before she knew it, they were pulling up in front of her parents’ home.

  “Melly!” The gleeful cry of a child was all the warning they had before the small bodies of her brother and sisters hit them from all sides.

  She grinned and bent down to hug each of them close as she realized how much she’d missed their childish chatter.

  Then all five of them froze as they looked up at Liam. Maggie was the first to speak in a loud whisper, “He’s our brother now too, isn’t he? Do we hug
him?”

  Liam grinned and got down on one knee, opening his arms to the girl. “Indeed you do, little sister.”

  Maggie hurled herself at him eagerly, Mandy approached more cautiously but did give him a tentative hug. Layla and Janine hugged him quickly then darted back out of reach. Maggie then plopped herself down on his knee as if she’d be perfectly content to stay all day.

  Liam stood, scooping an arm under her to hold her securely in one arm, before extending a hand to Ransom. “Brother.”

  Ransom released Melody from his strangling hug, pleased to be offered a manly greeting. “Brother,” he said with a nod.

  Liam placed Maggie back on her feet to scamper after the rest of her siblings.

  Melody’s cry of pleasure filled the air as her parents came into the room. She hurled herself at them with almost as much enthusiasm as her littlest sister.

  “Mama, I’ve missed you!” she cried, hugging her mother tight.

  Izzy lightly touched her braids as tears misted her eyes. “You look beautiful. Grayson, our baby is all grown up.”

  Grayson smiled and hugged his daughter before tugging his mate to his side. Melody saw a suspicious sheen of moisture in her father’s eyes as well before he blinked it away.

  He turned and greeted Liam with a hearty handshake before leading him away to discuss new training strategies. Liam stopped halfway out of the room and returned to lift Melody off the floor and kiss her deeply before setting her back on her feet and following the commander from the room.

  “Well, I guess it’s safe to say the honeymoon went well?” Izzy asked drily.

  “Oh, mama! I love him so much it hurts,” Melody told her mother earnestly.

  “It’s hard to describe exactly what happens in the bonding experience, isn’t it?” Izzy asked.

  “It’s like we’ve become two halves of a whole. I don’t like being away from him for a minute,” Melody confided.