Punished (Brides of the Kindred #27) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alien, Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Brides of the Kindred Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
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“Sev!” she exclaimed again, though she didn’t dare to look at him.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded and, with a little moan, Mia found herself obeying. As her legs parted, she could feel her pussy lips parting as well. She wondered if he would see how wet she was inside and cringed with a mixture of embarrassment and desire at the thought.

“That’s good, baby. Gods, I fucking love your ass,” Sev growled.

Mia moaned as she felt his big, warm hands cupping her bare cheeks. He squeezed her firmly, kneading her flesh with his long fingers. It was a possessive move, almost as though he was claiming her somehow. And every time he gripped her, she could feel her pussy spreading wider, opening more for him to see.

“You’re wondering if I can see your pussy,” he rumbled, surprising her so much that she jerked her head around again to see him staring at her, his eyes glowing with desire.

“I…” Mia didn’t know what to say.

“You’re wondering if I can tell how hot you are—how wet you’re getting from me dominating you,” he went on, still kneading her ass possessively. “Well the answer is yes, baby girl, I can see how wet your little pussy is. And what’s more, I can fucking smell your heat.”

“Sev!” she moaned but she didn’t know how else to respond. She ought to fight him, she told herself. She was a feminist—she shouldn’t want this! Should she?

Suddenly he let go of her and went to sit on the couch.

Mia, who was still bent over the arm of the couch, looked at him uncertainly. Was he thinking he had gone too far? Was he going to stop? She honestly didn’t know if she wanted him to or not. What was wrong with her? Was he—

“Get up and come here,” Sev told her—ordered her actually. And somehow Mia found herself obeying him yet again.

She came to stand before him, nibbling her lower lip, hands clasped nervously behind her back. She felt like a little girl who knows she’s about to get a punishment.

Sev, for his part, was sitting back, his legs spread and one arm along the back of the couch. Mia would almost have thought he was relaxed except for the way his golden eyes were still glowing as he stared at her. He was so much taller than her that they were still almost eye to eye, even with him sitting and her standing.

“Tell me something, Mia,” he said, holding her gaze with his own. “Have you been bad lately? Have you been fucking naughty?”

“Naughty? I…I don’t know what you mean!” Mia protested.

“Oh, I think you do, baby girl. Have you been drinking any more of that fucking Nutrient Crème I told you not to drink?” Sev demanded, his eyes flashing.

Mia bit her lip, suddenly remembering the huge cup of “vegetable soup,” which was actually just the Crème in another form, that she’d had for lunch.

“I told you not to have any more of it,” Sev reminded her. “So tell me, did you obey me? Or did you break the rules?”

“There’s no rule about having what I want to eat or drink!” Mia lifted her chin defiantly.

“Oh yes there fucking is!” Sev glared at her. “I told you that I don’t trust that stuff and I don’t want you drinking any more of it. I told you that this morning. So now I’m asking—have you had any more since I told you not to?”

“I…I…” Mia shifted from foot to foot. Part of her was outraged that he was daring to question her like this. But another part longed to admit her crime and accept the inevitable punishment that would doubtless come with it.

“Well?” Sev demanded.

“I didn’t mean to!” Mia said in a rush. “They gave it to us for lunch. I thought it was soup. It…it takes whatever form you want—what you’re wishing for, I think. That’s why I didn’t recognize it. So yes, I had some—but it wasn’t my fault,” she added defiantly. “So you can’t punish me for it.”

“Oh, can’t I?” Sev lifted one eyebrow, still glaring at her. Then he nodded at his lap. “Fucking watch me. Over my knee.”

“What?” At first Mia was sure she’d heard him wrong.

“You heard me,” Sev growled. “I said, over my knee!”

And though she told herself she shouldn’t, Mia somehow found herself obeying once again. Climbing onto the couch, she arranged herself over his lap on her stomach, so that her ass was in the air.

It didn’t take Sev long to pull up her dress again and bare her naked behind.

“Such a sweet little ass,” he murmured, stroking her gently. “I’m going to really enjoy warming it up for you, baby girl.”

“Sev, you wouldn’t really—” she began to protest.

Smack!

His hand coming down on her bare bottom cut off her words abruptly.


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