Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 317: His Punishment - 2

Warning : The Chapter below is not suitable for those under eighteen.

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Violet was about to cross a line she never imagined she would, at least, not here at Lunaris Academy. She wasn’t scared, just nervous. This was her first time, after all, and she could only hope Asher would enjoy it.

Her only saving grace? She’d seen Nancy service her customers this way before, sometimes by accident, sometimes on purpose. Yes, she was still a teenager, and sometimes... well, curiosity really did kill the cat.

Asher grasped her chin, tilting it up until her eyes locked on his. He asked her. "You know what you’re about to do, right."

Violet was about to reply when an idea hit her. She answered instead. "Yes, daddy."

Asher’s eyes widened in surprise and just like that, Violet felt a sense of triumph. It wasn’t every day you got to catch the puppet master off guard. Oh yes, she was already enjoying this.

For a beat, Asher just stared at her, and then his expression shifted, dark delight glinting in his eyes. "Seems like someone’s about to make good on her promise to me."

"Promise?" Violet blinked, confused. "What promise?" She searched her memory but came up blank.

Asher chuckled, amused. "Let me jog that pretty little memory of yours. The ’special skills’ you wrote on your application to Lunaris Academy."

Violet’s face turned crimson and she stuttered. "I-I only wrote those things out of anger! I didn’t even want to come to this matchmaking academy! I was trying to fail on purpose!"

led us." His voice warmed with a dark satisfaction,

not meant for you, Asher. And has anyone ever told you

her, saying with conviction. "And yes, those promises were written just for me. Maybe it sounds crazy, but I think fate planted those words right in your mouth and led you straight to this

desire anymore. This was a challenge and

purred, savoring the reaction that crossed his face. It looked like someone had a daddy kink and she was more than ready to

hard length, the fabric of his pants doing little to hide just how much

Violet traced along him, biting and teasing through the fabric. The groan that rumbled from Asher was a tortured one, and

it aside before pushing his pants down, freeing his hard, engorged member. Violet swallowed at the sight. Asher was long,

found Asher watching her with a raised brow. ’Like what you see?’

sight of beads of pre-cum that were cascading out of his wet cock and licked her lips in anticipation.

Violet wrapped her hand around him and swirled her tongue around the head. Asher hissed, his hips bucking forward, pushing deeper into her mouth. But Violet kept him in check,

yet faintly sweet, and as she repeated the motion, Asher’s eyes fluttered shut, lost

Nancy’s ’education.’ She closed her fingers around the base and applied just the right amount

Asher groaned, the sound rough and strangled. His voice came out tight as he muttered, "This is torture, my queen."

at her mercy filled her with a delicious sense of power. Even though she was the one giving pleasure, his desire was driving her just as

into her mouth, sucking him like a lollipop. The gesture was erotic, dirty, and intense as she made suckling sounds with her mouth. At the same

through the classroom, deep and raw — so loud that anyone walking past the door would have no doubt about

in the wave of pleasure crashing over him. But when he looked down, it was to see Violet gazing up at him, a teasing smile in her eyes, and her mouth full of his dick as if it were the most natural thing in the