Chapter 47 Harder, please
Catalina
I kept my guard up the rest of that day. Viper needed to settle down. Butcher had called Doc, and he and Torque were meeting him over at Bull’s RV to talk about joining up. I sent Jenna, Rockstar, and Beast back to our spot, then grabbed Viper by the arm and pulled him toward the water. We walked along the beach, hand in hand, not talking. I kept looking over at him. He did not seem as angry anymore.
“Are you okay?” I asked him.
“Yeah, angel. I just hate when someone disrespects you. We came fucking close tonight. Atlas almost figured out you and Jenna were the ones who handled his club for us.”
“You know I would never give you guys up. Neither would Jenna.”
“I know, baby. But he would have put it together. You are my girl. Jenna is Torque’s. Torque is the Sergeant at Arms. He would have figured it out.”
I thought about what he said. He might be right. But listening to Atlas and his bullshit ideas about women, I was not shocked he had not figured it out yet. Not even after I pulled a knife on one of his guys and Bull made that comment about me slicing Atlas up. I thought the man was stupid as hell.
We reached a place where some huge rocks blocked our way. I started to turn back, but Viper stopped me, pulling my hand. I stumbled into his arms and smiled up at him.
“Hey, baby,” he said softly, leaning down to kiss me. I made a low sound as his tongue pushed into my mouth. My man really knew how to kiss. He held the back of my head with both hands, tilting it to get a deeper angle.
I sucked on his tongue, and he let out a groan.
“Catalina, are you ready for your punishment?” he asked, pulling back just a little.
“What punishment?” My voice came out high and thin.
He lifted one eyebrow. “The punishment I told you were getting for not wearing your property vest this afternoon.”
“And I told you there was no way I could run with it on.”
“Sure there was. You could have run with it on.”
“Viper, it is a leather vest. It has some weight to it. I did not want to get it all sweaty from running.”
“I do not care, angel. We are in a place with hundreds, maybe thousands, of bikers hanging around. You are free game if you are not claimed. And you are definitely claimed. You are my Old Lady. We have the ink to prove it. Did you know that is why Atlas and his guys walked up to you? If you had your vest on, they never would have.”
“I am sorry, Viper.”
“I know, baby. But that still does not mean you are not getting punished,” he said, and a slow smile spread across his face.
I looked around. The closest people were not that far off. Did I care if someone saw us? It depended on what his punishment was. He could make me do anything, make me suck his dick, spank me until I cried. I was getting wet just thinking about the possibilities.
“What is my punishment?”
His grin got wider. He turned me toward one of the big rocks and bent me over it.
“Good thing you wore a dress.”
“Viper, people can see us!”
“So what. That is part of your punishment, baby. If someone sees, I do not mind them watching.”
I moaned at the thought. Being with Viper has shown me a lot of things I like that I never knew about. I love when he praises me, or calls me his whore. I love when he spanks me with his hand. I am working up the nerve to ask him to use his belt. I love when he puts his hand around my throat and squeezes just enough. I love when he shows he is in charge. I really love when he shares me. And now here I was, bent over with my hands on a rock, him lifting my dress over my backside. I heard him take a sharp breath when he saw my underwear. I had put on a white lace thong. My ass was completely on display.
“Mmm, you have the best ass, angel,” he said, running his big hands over my cheeks. He lifted them and let go, and I felt them bounce. He stepped back, and I heard the sound of his belt buckle.
“Catalina, I am giving you ten spanks. You will count them. I am using my belt.”
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. I pressed my thighs together. My clit was pounding. One of my biggest fantasies was coming true.
“If it is too much, your safe word is pineapple. Do you understand me?”
I nodded, my head hanging down. I was so turned on.
“Use your words, angel.”
“Yes, Blaze, I understand you,” I said with a little smile.
I heard him growl when I used his real name. I do not use it often, so I know it makes him crazy when I say it.
“Spread your legs apart. Shoulder width.”
I did what he said. A small, wanting sound escaped me.
I felt the sting of his belt a moment later. I yelped, more from surprise than pain. It stung, but it did not hurt the way I thought it would.
“One,” I said.
Numbers two and three came fast. I moaned the counts out. I wanted it a little harder. By number five, I could feel myself starting to shake. Could I come just from being spanked?
“More, Viper,” I panted after number six, which I could barely feel. “Harder, please,” I begged.
I heard a groan, and then number seven stung. When number eight landed, I screamed. God, that felt good. By number nine, I was shaking all over, and at ten, the very last hit, I fell apart. The orgasm that tore through me was like nothing I have ever felt. The heat in my ass, the pulse between my legs, the pleasure of a fantasy coming true, it was all too much. I cried with the force of it.
Strong arms came around me. My thong was torn off, and his cock drove into me. He slammed into my pussy again and again. He sounded wild, grunting and growling.
“This pussy is mine! Mine and only mine! No one else gets it unless I say so, and even then, it is still mine. You wear your property vest at all times, do you hear me?”
I tried to answer, but the pleasure was too huge. The pain from him pushing against my sore ass mixed with the feel of his cock filling me made my eyes roll back, and a deep, raw moan ripped out of me.
“I said, do you hear me?” he roared, slamming into me hard, and I screamed.
“YES!” I came all over him.
A loud roar went up into the air, startling me. He shouted and pulled out of me. He marked me, his cum covering my reddened skin.
“Fucking mine!” he growled, leaning over to kiss my ear. He rubbed my ass, spreading his cum into my skin. Then he pulled my dress down and put himself away. He picked his belt up from the sand and put it back on.
I turned slowly at the sound of cheers and whistles. My face burned. There were about thirty men and women who had just watched what Viper and I did. Some of the women were on their knees, sucking guys off. Some were on all fours, getting fucked from behind. Two women had men between their legs, eating them out. I guess we were not the only ones putting on a show.
Viper took me by the neck and bent down to kiss me, hard and deep.
“You okay, baby?” he asked, pulling back to look right into my eyes.
I laughed a little and nodded. “I do not think I will be able to sit down for a while.”
He smiled at me. “I have some cream for you in my saddlebag. It will help with the sting.”
“Were you planning this?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
He laughed. “No. Just wishful thinking. I wanted to be ready, just in case.”
I threw my head back and laughed. I love this man with everything I am. Nothing and no one will ever change that.