Punished by Tana Stone (best books to read for knowledge .TXT) 📕

Corvak burst into the room, throwing open the door and holding his axe in front of him as if he expected to find an armed intruder. Instead, it was me, naked and gagging, covered in bits of pastry.

He lowered his axe and stared at me, his mouth dangling. “Sienna?”

I pounded a fist on my chest as I hacked. “Surprise.”

His gaze moved swiftly across my body and then to the floor that was coated in brown crackles of sugar. One eyebrow quirked up. “What are you doing?”

I finally stopped coughing, but my cheeks heated with embarrassment. So much for being a seductress. “Like I said, I was trying to surprise you.”

“By disguising yourself as a pastry?”

I shot him a look as I attempted to keep from laughing. “I was supposed to be lying down when you walked in. You’d see me covered in sugar and I’d say, ‘I hope you’re hungry’ and then…”

His eyebrows shot up so far, I feared they might disappear into his hairline. “You did this for me? To encourage me to lick you?”

My cheeks went from warm to flaming. “I thought it might be fun. I was trying to keep things interesting.”

Corvak propped his axe against the wall and joined me on the bed. “You don’t need to do anything to be interesting to me.” He touched a hand to my shoulder, and it came away covered in sticky crumbs. “Although this is certainly interesting.”

I groaned. “This is a mess. I’ll get showered and help you clean it up.”

When I tried to get up, he held me by the arms, pushing me back onto the bed. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.” He licked some of the sugar off his fingers and made a low rumbling noise. “Sweet.” His gaze flared and slid down my body. “But still not as sweet as your delicious cunt.”

I jolted, his words startling me and making my mouth go dry. Corvak wasn’t necessarily a male of many words, but I loved it when he whispered dark and dirty ones.

“You hungry?” I asked, my voice quivering in anticipation as I attempted to salvage my sexy line.

“For you?” he growled as he leaned over me. “Always.”

He bent and dragged his tongue down my neck, stopping at the hollow of my throat to suck the tender flesh. As he licked his way down my chest, he pushed his battle kilt off and it hit the stone floor. He continued his tongue’s trail down my body without pausing, suckling each of my tight peaked nipples and making me writhe and moan.

Then he sat up and stood, his cock thick and long and jutting out from his body. My gaze was drawn to it, dark lines curling around the veined shaft that matched the swirls on his chest. As much as I’d seen it over the past few days, I still didn’t tire of staring at it—or touching it. I sat up, reached out, and closed my hand around the base, but my fingers didn’t touch. Even now, the softness of his skin was a surprise to me considering the rigidness beneath.

I eyed his cock and licked my lips. “I want a taste.”

Plucking a crumb off my own arm, I placed it on the broad crown of his cock then leaned over and swirled the tip of my tongue around it and finally closed my mouth around him to suck it off. The sweetness melted in my mouth, but what I savored most was the velvety warmth of his skin.

A groan ripped from his lips, but he shook his head. “You know I love fucking your mouth, Sienna, but first, it’s my turn.” He flicked his gaze lower. “Spread your legs for me. I need to feel you come on my tongue.”

My eyelids fluttered but I didn’t release my grip on his cock.

“Now,” he ordered in the same dominant voice he used on the training field, pushing me back on the bed.

A thrill shivered through me as I did what he commanded, spreading my legs wide for him and watching with wanton lust as he buried his head between them, his hot tongue scorching me as he flicked and sucked. When the furry tip of his tail circled my slick entrance, my eyes rolled back in my head.

“So much sweeter than sugar,” he whispered, as he started to fuck me with his tail.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Ch 29

Sienna

As soon as my foot touched the floor, the light snapped on. I froze even though I’d already been caught. My only hope was that it was my sister behind me and not my father.

“I knew it.”

My shoulders relaxed at the high-pitched whisper. I’d take a scolding by my younger sister any day over the drunken anger of my father. I pivoted off the sill completely and straightened. “I’m surprised you’re up so late. Don’t you need to be up soon to start baking?”

Juliette’s arms were crossed over her ample chest and one foot tapped rapidly on the floor. “I’m not up late. I’m baking. That’s how late you are.”

I swallowed hard. That meant I’d spent almost the entire night with Corvak. My face warmed at the recent memory. Not that I regretted a moment of it. “Then don’t let me keep you. I’ll just crawl into bed and—"

“Are you delusional, Sienna?” Juliette’s whisper had become a hiss as she glared at me.

I wasn’t sure what she knew, or thought she knew, but the girl wasn’t stupid. I didn’t have to look in a mirror to guess that my hair was tousled, and my cheeks scratched from the scruff on Corvak’s face.

“I know you aren’t coming home looking like that because of fighting practice,” she said. “And if I know, someone else will figure it out soon enough.”

“Let them,” I said, the night spent in Corvak’s arms giving me courage. “I don’t care who knows.”

“Really?” She narrowed her eyes at me. “You’re happy to ruin all of us just