“Not your ass itself, but the area around your asshole,” she explained as if it were perfectly normal to go around talking to men about shaving their assholes. “Most men have some hair coming up along the taint and around the hole.”
“I... I can't even...” I shook my head, at a loss for words.
“It will make sex very smooth. More enjoyable,” she promised and winked at me.
“Oh,” I whispered. Then I blinked. Processed. “Okay then.” I shrugged, turned around, and bent over.
Her razor swept over me as I flushed. No woman had ever touched me so intimately. Not since my mother bathed me as a little boy. But when Adeline was done, I did feel nice and smooth. I stood up and shifted my ass, grinning.
“Okay, that's pretty nice.”
“Use this cream once a week.” She handed me a jar. “It will prevent regrowth. Just stop using when you want your curls back.” She grinned.
“Thank you.” I took the jar. “I feel all silky.”
Adeline giggled.
“Thank you, Adeline. Lovely work,” Dalsharan said.
“My pleasure, Hawk Lord.” Adeline cast another look at me. “Definitely my pleasure.”
She left the tent, and he strode up to inspect my new look. He lifted my cock to make sure she'd gotten every hair, and my hard-on returned instantly. But Dal dropped my dick and stepped behind me.
“Bend over,” he ordered.
“Yes, Hawk Lord,” I said eagerly.
I bent over and braced my hands on my knees. He crouched behind me, spread my ass, and tongued me again. That hot, wet tongue slid up me and his face rubbed against my silken skin. The vibration of his groan rippled through me. Although, I may have been groaning too.
“Very nice,” Dal said as he stood. His fingers trailed over the smooth skin between my ass cheeks, one slipping briefly into my wet asshole. He gave it a casual pump, then withdrew. “Now, you're ready for your punishment.”
Chapter Sixteen
“Dalsharan, I just wanted to say...” the Coyote Lord trailed off and stopped halfway into the tent.
I was following Dalsharan to the bedroom—him in his robe and me naked and twitching with need. I froze at the sound of Brendallen's voice and looked over my shoulder to find his stare on my bare ass.
“Ah, I'm interrupting. Please, forgive the intrusion,” he murmured in a tone that said he was more than pleased to intrude.
“I won't be joining you, Coyote Lord,” I said without turning around. It was bad enough that he got to see my ass. “Just so you know. I belong to the Hawk Lord.”
“Oh, my!” the Coyote Lord exclaimed. “You've got him trained already, Dal? How efficient.”
“Get into the bedroom now.” Dal pointed past the partition.
I went.
“What do you want, Brendallen?” Dal growled.
“Just to say thank you again and give you this.”
I heard Dal move, then grunt grudgingly. “Thank you.”
“Just a small token of my esteem.” A pause then, “Your consort is lovely. It's been a long time since I've seen an ass that fine.”
“Stay the fuck away from him or I will shred you.”
“Oh, come on. You're not still pissed about that little eagle in Reshabar?”
“Get out.”
“I did you a favor then, as I did tonight. I tested your Ravyn and look at that, he's worthy. You should thank me.”
“Get the fuck out!”
“You're welcome—for the gift and the test of truth.”
Dal came storming into the sleeping area and tossed a box on the dressing table.
“Are you okay?” I asked—no tone to it, just a straight question.
“Of course.” He shrugged out of his robe and cast it over the chair.
I looked at that beautiful body and groaned because what I was about to say might delay my touching it. “We can... talk about it. You know, if you want to.”
“What I want is for you to kneel on that trunk, bend over the bed, stretch your arms out straight, and stay that way until I tell you to move,” he snapped.
My eye twitched. I didn't offer heart-to-hearts to just anyone, but he'd tossed my offer in my face. “Fine,” I growled and knelt on the trunk. I bent over, lying on the mattress to stretch my arms out straight. The position made my ass angle up.
Dalsharan made a pleased sound deep in his throat and stepped up behind me. His hand slid over my ass, gently stroking it. “You have the most plump, perfect ass I've ever seen.”
“Thank you.”
He smacked me suddenly. “Thank you, what?”
“Thank you, Hawk Lord,” I amended.
“Better.” He went to his clothes rack and pulled a belt off a hook, then folded it in two, holding it at the buckle end.
I watched him walk back behind me as a spark of wariness shot through me. A spanking was one thing but a belt?
“Are you..” I looked over my shoulder at him. “You're not going to hit me with a belt, are you?”
“Did you think a warlord spanks men with his hand?” Dalsharan growled. “I said that I'd make your white ass red. Now, shut the fuck up.”
“But I told him.” I twisted to look at him. “I said I was yours.”
“Only after he got a good look at your ass,” he snarled.
“Dal, come on. This is taking it too far.” I rolled onto my butt and pulled up my leg. “Just talk to me. Tell me why you hate that guy.”
“Are you disobeying me?” He looked as if he was torn between shock and fury.
Fear spiked through me. “No,” I whispered. “I said I wouldn't, and I won't.”
I turned around and laid back down, then clenched my teeth. He was obviously working through some shit and my ass was gonna pay the price. So be it. He'd given me a piece of his soul, I could take a few smacks with a belt for him.
The belt came down on my ass hard. I grunted. Again. Again. Much harder than I'd expected. A whimper slipped past my lips as I clenched my hands into fists.
“Lay those hands out straight!” Dal ordered.
I did as he said. He brought the belt down again. I cried out. My cock was dead. My ass on fire. This wasn't sexy, it was torture. I pressed my face into the blankets and wondered what the fuck I'd gotten myself into. Crack! It came down again. My body started to twitch uncontrollably. Crack! A sob shot past my clenched teeth. Crack! I bit my lip to stop myself from begging him. He'd stop soon. He'd have to stop soon. Right? Crack! I was crying. Fucking crying. I think my ass was bleeding. I could feel something dripping down my thighs. My skin felt like it had been shredded with knives. I twitched with every hit and kept twitching between them.