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!"

approved your application. And look where it led us." His voice warmed with a dark satisfaction, as if this was all part of some grand plan he’d

meant for you,

shame whatsoever. Then his gaze pinned 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 moment." His lips curved into a

anymore. This was a challenge and Violet Purple had never been one to

looked like someone had a daddy kink and

pressing her face lightly against his now painfully hard length, the fabric of his pants doing

teasing through the fabric. The groan that rumbled from Asher was a tortured one, and it thrilled her because

unfastened it, and tossed it aside before pushing his pants down, freeing his hard, engorged member.

Asher watching her with a raised

Nonetheless, Violet was not deterred. She caught sight of beads of pre-cum that were cascading out of his wet cock and licked

hissed, his hips bucking forward, pushing deeper into her mouth. But Violet

grasp. Very hot, though not enough to scald. He tasted salty, yet

truly grateful for Nancy’s ’education.’ She closed her fingers around the base and applied just the right amount of pressure, knowing how sensitive

His voice came out tight as he muttered, "This is torture, my queen." At this point, even he wasn’t sure

quiet triumph. The rush of having him at her mercy filled her with a delicious sense of power. Even

suckling sounds with her mouth. At the same time, Violet pumped him up and down with her hand, slowly increasing the pressure and rhythm

loud that anyone walking past the door would have no doubt about what was happening inside. But

rhythm. His head tilted back, eyes closed, lost in the wave of pleasure crashing over him. But when he looked down, it was to see Violet gazing up