Intertwined: her three mates

21. Get your mouth punished

Warning: this chapter will have s****l content at some point. It will be signalised with "**** ". So, if you don't feel comfortable with reading it, just skip the part between ****

3rd Person POV

In the following couple of days, after Liv decided to give her mates a chance, Elric and Laius spent a lot of time in Avalon’s Realm to be close to their mate.

Avalon also spent some time with her. But his mate somehow intrigues and frustrates him. He hasn’t ever met a female like her in his very long life. She also drives him mad with her defiant behavior. A behavior that, as a King, he could not accept.

He goes to the wing of his palace where her room is located, knowing that she would be around soon. He is not that surprised when she turns a corner and crushes up against him. He could sense and smell her from afar. Apparently, she didn’t sense his presence, she was too distracted or she didn’t have the same ability. She was probably walking towards the library, he thought.

“Dam! You seriously don’t look where you are going,” Liv complained after crashing into a warm walking wall, a wall that made tingles raise across her skin. She looked up at the stormy grey eyes of her mate.

Liv was quite angry after a very aggravating day. Normally she wouldn't lash out at someone just for crashing into her. She didn’t snap at people unless she had very good reasons to do it, or at least she liked to think so.

“You were the one who wasn´t looking, Livia.”

She just shrugs. Maybe he was right. “Whatever. What are you doing here?”

He shakes his head. “That is my palace, I can go wherever I want, whenever I want, and I don’t need to explain myself to anyone.” He says sharply.

“Gee, who pissed at your cereal today?”

“What?” he asked, confused by her lingo. He only wanted to see his mate, to stay close to her, but apparently it was impossible to do so without arguing with her.

“Why are you that annoyed and annoying?” Liv asked, arching a brow at him.

“I’ve been very patient with you little mate. Now it’s over. You’ll behave like a mate, like my mate is supposed to,” he stated, a smug look on his face as his hand clutched her waist possessively.

“And how would it be?” She c****d a defiant eyebrow.

“I’m your King, and you will treat me with the due deference and respect that my position calls for.” She pouted. “Moreover, you will respect me as your mate. Obey me, stop talking back to me and be a mouthy little thing. Do you understand?”

She burst out laughing and placed her hands on his chest, pushing him away slightly.

“In your dreams!” She replied, without stopping laughing.

“Livia! You are a brat.”

“We are two brats, honey.” She twitched the corners of her lips.

With a deep exhale, Avalon flung her over his shoulder. His patience was completely worn out.

She squirms and yells at him, “What the heck? I know you’re old, but you don’t need to go back to Neanderthal time’s behavior! Let me down!”

He chuckled, she could see only his fine butt, but could imagine his smug grin.

She wiggles, and he tightens his grip on her in response.

“Let me down your barbaric. Elric!! Laius!!!” She screamed, making him chuckle more, before portaling them to a bedroom Liv had never seen before. She looked around confused for a moment, before Avalon's words attracted her attention.

“Let’s get your mouth punished, baby.” He put her down to her feet gently.

“You can’t do anything.” Her voice was filled with confidence. She knew that he wouldn’t do anything to risk their bond.

“I can’t f**k you. But I can do many, many other things.”

Liv gasped, her confidence wavering, but she tried to mask it and keep her defiant expression.

“So, you are going to force me. You’re this kind of man.” She uttered, looking him dead in his eyes, and shaking her head.

Avalon narrows his eyes at her, looking beyond irritated.

“You know I won’t! You’ll beg me for it, little mate.” He announced, circling her slightly, his eyes never leaving her blue gaze.

She chuckled, “and I thought you weren’t funny.”

As Avalon strode towards her, she made the mistake of walking back until she reached a desk. Placing his arms on each side of her, Avalon caged her, a smug smile on her face and his eyes dark.

Burrying his face on her neck, he inhaled her addictive vanilla scent and let it give him some peace, wash over him. The feeling of her soft skin and her smell made his c.ock twitch in his pants. He kissed her neck, a slow but rough kiss that would surely leave some hickeys on her skin, marking her. Sucking at her skin, his teeth grazed all over it.

She held back a moan. She wouldn’t give this smug King the satisfaction of knowing how much he affected her.

Avalon left a trail of kisses from her neck to her collarbone and ground his bulge against her thigh, making her gasp, then he held her waist firmly, bringing her closer and pressing her body against his firm muscles.

The smell of her arousal perfumed the air, Avalon took a sniff of it, his ears filled with Liv's labored breathing. Her desire was evident and undeniable.

“Are you wet for me, little mate?” he husked against the soft skin above her breasts.

“No.” She lied, trying not to sound breathless.

Avalon looked at her and arched a brow, giving her a sly smile.

He grabbed her hips, lifted her and sat her on the desk behind. Liv tried to close her thighs and calm her throbbing core, but Avalon parted her legs in a swift movement. His hand went under her dress and up her thighs.

“Stop it you jerk.” Liv opposed breathlessly.

“Is that what you want?” He asked, before crashing his mouth against hers and nipping her bottom lip, demanding entrance. She denied him.

He broke the kiss and looked at her intensely as if his look could make her submit to his request.

“You were made for me, you can’t deny me what’s mine, babe.” He stated, still penetrating her with his eyes.

“I’m not! You are still on probation time... I never said I would be your mate,” she tried to sound casual and conceal the lvst in her voice, but failed miserably.

She wanted him too. She wanted his kiss. Her body was begging for him. But she wouldn’t beg herself. She wouldn’t bolster his smugness. That was the last thing she would do.

He narrowed his eyes but didn’t lose his sly grin.

While she was distracted looking at him, his hand moved up her thigh and reached her wet panties.

“Babe, you’re not wet. You’re dripping. You’re craving me to pound inside you. Hard,” he murmured in a deep and husky voice.

She moaned at his words, his smugness annoyed her, as much as it aroused her.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want it.” He teases.

“I d-don’t... I won't say it! ” Liv stuttered, her mind lost in a haze of desire. He took her lips in a rough kiss, sucking her lips hard, but she gritted her teeth to deny him access to her mouth.

***His hand found its way under her panties, finding her c.lit and he pinched it, making her gasp, her body torn between pleasure and the slight pain. Her core ached for his touch.

Taking advantage of her gasp, he invaded her mouth with his tongue. She couldn't resist anymore, she didn't want to resist. She kissed him back, their tongues fighting for dominance. His fingers reached under her parties and he starts to stroke her clit, circling it slowly. Taking her to an overwhelming pleasure, and an explosion of tingles that made her lose the tongues' fight.

He played dirty. He pulled his fingers away, making her wince at the loss of contact, which earned her a smirk from him. That j.erk.

Pressing her closer to him, Avalon grinded his rock-hard member against her s*x. Making her eyes widen. She gulped at the sensation.

He broke the kiss, as he felt her breathing getting edgy.

“Do I make you nervous, Little Mate?” He huskied, smuggling.

Liv closed the distance between them and bit his bottom lip in response, making his grin grow wider.

She was indeed a bit nervous to feel his huge manhood so close to her s*x.

After rubbing himself against her clothed slit a few more times, he carried her to the bed and dropped her on it not so gently, making her squeal and pout in annoyance.

"What a gentleman!" Liv muttered under her breath.

Avalon covered her neck with kisses, finally reaching her pouty lips. His kisses roamed down her body, reaching her jaw, neck, collarbone and stopping at her cleavage. He sucked the soft skin above her breasts, bruising it with his teeth, dawning a inadvertently mewl. Her pleasure was undeniable, unstoppable.

His lips wandered further down, and he pulled her dress up. She shivered in anticipation. Her body was craving his touch, even though her mind was still confused. Damn mate pull! It would only grow stronger as she spent more time with her mates.

He parted her legs, making her tremble. A smirk formed on his face at how responsive his beautiful mate was. He wasn’t even touching her, and her body was already on the verge of convulsing.

His hands reached the hem of her panties and he pulled them down her legs. She felt a shiver going down her spine and couldn't hold back a moan.

Lifting her dress, he buried his face in her slit, nuzzling her engorged c.lit and making her squirm. The smell of her arousal drove him crazy, but he would control himself and focus on driving her crazy and making her beg for his touch. Beg for him.