Lizzy's Lessons (The Hunt Family Series) (10 page)

“That was very naughty, Elizabeth, you need to learn who is in control here,” he chastised, noting the annoyed indignation that crossed her face. “Now it is time for your punishment.”

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Liz thought she should feel anger for his chastisement, but all she felt was embarrassment. She’d thought he had enjoyed what she did, he had cum in her mouth, but apparently, she had done it all wrong.

She looked away from him, trying to hold back tears of frustration and shame, but he wouldn’t let her look away from him. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look back up at him from where she knelt in front of him.

“Please don’t say you don’t want this now, Elizabeth. I don’t think I would be able to just walk away now,” he pleaded and the uncertainty in his eyes made her heart twist.

“It’s not that,” she said, trying to close her eyes before a tear escaped, but knowing she failed when she felt it slide down her cheek.

He rubbed the tear away with his thumb, “Then open your eyes and tell me what it is.”

She didn’t want to open her eyes though. She didn’t want to see the disapproving look he gave her when he’d recovered from his orgasm.

“Open them, Elizabeth,” he growled, impatiently.

Anger overcame her as all the memories of his belittling and chastising came back to her. She opened her eyes and glared at him, as she stood up.

“You don’t like the way I suck your cock, you can have one of your baby mamas do it then,” she snapped.

He laughed, making her even angrier, and she started to stomp away from him, but he grabbed her arm and stopped her.

“Hold on, little hot head,” he taunted. “Is that what’s wrong? You think I didn’t enjoy what you did to me?”

He wrapped his arms around her waist, keeping her in place, while she struggled to get him to let her go.

“You’re the one who said I should be punished for it,” Liz retorted. “After, you’re the one who told me to do it.”

He chuckled again, pushing her hair away from her neck and nibbling on her ear lobe.

“Mmmm, meine Liebe, I enjoyed your mouth on my cock very much. That is not the reason I am going to punish you,” he stated, licking the shell of her ear, then blowing on it, causing her to shiver.

“It isn’t?” she asked, and then wished she wouldn’t have said anything. She wanted to just ignore him. Ignore what he did to her, how her body reacted to his closeness.

“Nein,” he whispered in her ear. “I am going to punish you for making me cum too quickly when you tickled my balls with your wicked little fingers.”

Liz’s face burned with embarrassment. “You didn’t like it?”

He fondled her breasts, tweaking her nipples, while he nuzzled her where her shoulder met her neck.

“I liked it very much, Elizabeth,” he assured her. “However you need to learn that I am in control when it comes to this relationship.”

Liz scoffed, trying to wiggle out of his arms again. “You aren’t the boss of me.”

He just held onto her, continuing his ministrations on her breasts, “Not the boss, but I am the man, and as the man I dominate.”

“Of all the chauvinistic bullshit I have ever heard,” Liz exclaimed, finally breaking free from his grasp.

“Not chauvinistic, Elizabeth,” he growled as he reached for her again, but she was able to dodge him. “It is the way of the shifter and if you wish to be with a shifter, you must submit to me.”

“I’m not a shifter,” she argued, running to the other side of the bed, keeping it between them. “I want a relationship where we are equal.”

He laughed, “Equal? Come now, Elizabeth. I am a man, I am far stronger than you, much more capable of hunting, protecting, and caring for our family.”

“But that doesn’t make you smarter,” Liz replied.

“Elizabeth, you may have a college education, but you are naïve when it comes to the ways of my world. You will need to be taught how to survive out here without getting yourself killed,” Cole countered, slipping around the bed.

Liz jumped on the bed to keep the distance between them. “What if I don’t want to live out here in the middle of nowhere?”

Cole stopped, “I will not live anywhere else, Elizabeth.”

“Then maybe it’s a good idea that we don’t continue this,” she replied, her heart breaking at her own words. “Because, I can’t live a life where my every move is dictated, Cole.”

He stared at her, and then turned his back on her as he sat down on the bed.

“I knew this would not work. It is why I have been resisting it,” he stated, and Liz heard the sorrow in his voice. “I knew I would not be enough to make you happy and you would not want to stay here with me.”

“That’s not true,” she sat against the headboard, staring at his back. “You are enough to make me happy, but you can’t expect me to give up everything in my life to just live out here and have you tell me what to do all the time.”

“That is not how I intend to be, Elizabeth,” he argued, looking over his shoulder at her. “I do not want to tell you what to do all the time, or make you give up everything that makes you who you are. Someone is out there trying to kill you. I just want to protect you.”

“What happens after this person is gone and no one wants me dead anymore?” Liz asked. “Will I be allowed to continue to try to start my own fashion design line? Will you let me leave here every once in a while to see my family and my friends? Or, will I have to ask permission to even breathe?”

He turned fully toward her, “Elizabeth, I would not keep you from those you love and what you love to do. I would support you on anything you wanted to do. I don’t want to dictate your life. I just want to keep you safe and happy.”

Liz couldn’t help but let her eyes drop to his groin; even flaccid his cock was impressive. Her bottom still hurt a little from where he’d spanked her and her nipples were tender and swollen. Her body tingled with awareness as she realized they were both on the bed.

She thought about what he’d said and realized that he wasn’t really trying to dictate her life. It was in his nature to be dominant and he wasn’t used to having a woman who didn’t submit. She remembered how good it felt when she let him command her to suck his cock. How aroused she felt when he pulled her hair and directed her on what to do.

She definitely knew she liked his dominant nature when it came to sex, so maybe they could work on the rest.

“I’ve got an idea,” she said, breaking the silence.

He looked at her remorsefully, “I am willing to do anything to make you happy, Elizabeth. Even if it means I have to let you go.”

“No,” she stated. “That wasn’t my idea.”

He sighed heavily, “Then tell me, meine Liebe. What is your idea?”

She gave him a sultry smile, licking her lips, “I will submit to you in the bedroom, during sex, but in our everyday lives you have to try to let me have an equal say.”

Heat turned his chocolate eyes almost black, “Does that mean you will stay with me, meine Liebe?”

“I can’t really think of anywhere else I would want to be, than with you,” she said, honestly.

“I will do everything in my power to make you happy, Elizabeth,” he stated, looking into her eyes to show her he meant it.

Then he got on his knees on the bed and started to crawl toward her. Her body tingled and her pussy gushed with renewed arousal as she watched him prowl toward her.

“However, right now, I still have to punish you for what you did earlier,” he grabbed her ankles, pulling her down the bed until she was underneath him.

“My butt still hurts from where you punished me earlier,” she whispered.

He smiled, wickedly, “Not the kind of punishment I had in mind this time.”

His lips crashed down on hers and he pushed his tongue passed her lips as he held her head still and plundered her mouth. Her head swooned and her pussy convulsed, flooding her panties with fresh cream. He growled and grabbed a hold of her hands, pinning them over her head.

“Keep them there, Elizabeth,” he demanded, as she did as he asked.

Slowly he kissed her jaw, her neck, and her shoulder, leaving a fiery trail down her body until he reached her breasts, where he sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting down hard, and causing her to cry out. He licked her nipple, but the pain still radiated through her body and Liz brought her hands to his shoulders. He pulled away from her breast with a ‘pop’ that intensified the pain.

“I told you to keep your hands above your head, Elizabeth,” he growled. “Now, I will have to tie them to the bed.”

Before she had time to protest, Cole had her pulled up the bed and her hands wrapped around the spindles of the headboard.

“Keep them there, while I get something to tie them with, or I will have to spank you,” he warned.

Liz didn’t want to know what it would feel like to have him smack her already sore bottom, so she didn’t move. He came back quickly with a couple scraps of cloth, which he used to wrap around her wrists and then tie her to the headboard.

“Pull on it, meine Liebe, to make sure it is not too tight,” he stated, and Liz felt warmth go through her at his concern.

She pulled but couldn’t tug too far. However, the cloth didn’t hurt her wrists or feel too tight.

“It’s fine,” she assured him.

“Good,” he replied and lied back down on the bed.

This time he didn’t kiss her though, he went straight to the nipple he hadn’t bitten and sucked it into his mouth, biting down on it as he did the other. She cried out again and tried to pull her hands free to get him off her, but she couldn’t.

He licked and suckled her nipple, not biting it again, but just lapping at it until the pain turned to pleasure that traveled her entire body and made her pussy quiver. She moaned and mewled, enjoying his ministrations, until he moved away from that breast and went back to the other one.

Again, he sucked it into his mouth, biting it as he did, but this time the pain seared through her body, making her clit pulse with need.

“Cole, please,” she begged, but he ignored her as he continued his assault on her breasts.

Then he slipped his hand over her tummy, reaching for the button of her jeans, which he unsnapped, and then undid the zipper before he slipped his fingers into her pants. He didn’t put his hand into her panties though, instead he rubbed her soaked cleft through her lace panties, tapping on her clit a couple of times before bringing his hand completely out of her pants.

“You are so wet for me, Elizabeth,” he stated, and then brought his cream covered fingers to his mouth and sucked her juices off them. “You taste delicious.”

He slowly left her breasts, traveling down her stomach until he got to her belly button, where he dipped his tongue inside and caused her to giggle.

“Hmm, I think I’ve found a ticklish spot,” he said with a devious grin on his face.

“Don’t you dare,” Liz told him, but instantly regretted it, knowing she’d just given him a challenge.

“Oh, I dare,” he taunted.

He licked her belly button, twirling his tongue around the rim and she laughed erratically, trying to get away from his mouth.

“Please, Cole,” she begged between gulps of air.

“Yes, this pleases me very much,” he teased and continued tickle her with his tongue.

After a few more minutes of torture, he finally relented and allowed her to calm down.

“I love hearing your laugh, Elizabeth,” Cole said affectionately.

Liz felt tears sting the backs of her eyes. He didn’t give her time to respond though because he started kissing her again, trailing his mouth to the hem of her jeans. He pulled at her jeans, yanking them over her hips and down her legs and throwing them behind him.

She saw the hot look of desire in his eyes, while he stared down at the little scrap of lace covering her waxed pussy. His claws suddenly came out and Liz watched as he grasped the sides and cut the panties off. He growled as he stared down at her pussy, pushing her legs wider to get a better look.

“Fuck, Elizabeth,” he cursed, hoarsely. “You make me lose control.”

He dove down and stuck his nose against her mound, “You smell so fucking good.”

He inhaled again, and then ran his rough tongue over her labia, making her squirm and moan.

“You taste so damn good,” he muttered before he stabbed his tongue through her pussy lips and lapped at her core.

Electricity shot through her body, causing her to convulse with white-hot pleasure. He licked her from her core around her clit and back again, before he stabbed his tongue inside her pussy to drink more of her cream.

Over and over, he licked her and each time he avoided her clit completely.

“Please, Cole,” she whined, needing release.

“Please what, Elizabeth, what is it you want?” he asked, acting as if he didn’t know, which just annoyed her.

“Please, I need to cum,” she stated, not embarrassed to tell him what she wanted.

“No, not yet,” he scolded. “Not until I’m ready.”

He went back to licking her pussy and she moaned in frustration, trying to reach the pinnacle, but it was out of reach.

She felt the blunt tip of his finger prod her anus, “Mmm, you have such a sweet little rosebud, Elizabeth. Has anyone ever fucked you here?”

She squirmed, trying to get away from his questing finger. “No.”

“Hmm, I think I will get you ready for when I fuck you here,” he stated, not even caring what her response would be.

He licked her pussy again, and then stabbed his tongue into her core, collecting more of her cream, before he dragged his tongue down to her anus. He lathered it with his saliva and her cream, and then went back to her core for more. Then Liz felt his finger go into her pussy and her muscles convulsed around it, but he quickly pulled it out and positioned it at the rim of her anal ring.

“It’s going to burn a little, baby,” he warned. “Just breathe through the pain and it will get better once I’m through.”

She whimpered, fearing the pain, and when he pushed on the muscles, penetrating the ring a little, she cried out as intense burning shot through her body. It was worse than when she had lost her virginity. Of course, Cole’s finger was bigger than the cock of the man she had lost it to, which was really sad for the man.

“Shhh, breathe, baby,” Cole tried calming her down. “If you concentrate on your breathing it won’t hurt as bad.”