What did I get myself into?

Here I was teasing the crap out of Finn- when all of sudden I am now in his bedroom with Finn staring at me with such a hunger in his eyes. My mouth was dry at the thought of what he was thinking about. All of that teasing and I was a bit curious if I would actually like it. I had never been....spanked.

But the way Finn stared at me made any fears fade into nonexistense. Heat filling my body like an embrace.

"Are you sure about this, Octavia?" Finn questioned for the second time since he brought me up here. He wanted me to agree that I wanted this. And I did. I did want this. But he was afraid. The monster in him tempting him more than anything.

"More then anything." I clarified for him. "You won't hurt me. You won't hurt the baby. I trust you." I moved to pull the shirt I was wearing off, revealing bare skin. I had given up on wearingb a bra since my breast were growing rapidly from the pregnancy. Looking fuller and more twmpting than ever.

Finn's heated gaze roamed over my breast. Small purple stretch marks drawing lines along them to show the rapid growth. But he didn't seem to notice them. I reached out to him, grabbing his hand and bringing it forth to cup my heavy breast. His hand warm and smooth.

"They're bigger." He mumbled under his breath as he ran his finger over my erect nipple.

"Happens with pregnancy." I told him with amusement in my tone. He was standing there looking at me in amazement. He hadn't really seen me naked too much since I got pregnant. Being too afraid to lose control with me. His inner vampire was his biggest fear.

Finn pinched at my nipple, pulling a low moan from under my breath. My eyes closing slightly at the feeling. His other hand reached out and let the back of his fingers trace the curve of my torso. Following it to the hem of my underwear. Light and feather like. Like I was the most fragile thing in his life.

"Finn..." I breathed out as he rolled my nipple carefully. Like he was planning his every movement in his mind.

"Turn around." He spoke confidently. His voice coming out full of authority, which shocked me sllighly. How could someone touch be so calculated and soft and yet his demands dominate my every being?

I didn't voice my questions, turning around on the bed. His fingers lightly touched the back of my neck. Following along my spine and pulling goosebumps in his trail. His hand flipped, pressing his palm into my lower back and forcing me to catch myself with my hands. My position on all fours wasn't shocking. With my belly, I knew that this would be ideal for any kind of intimacy other than being on top.

Finn ran his hand over my covered ass. His hand seemed to be memorizing- drawing its own map along it. It disappeared for less than a minute before a light slap echoed throughout the room. A test. It was light and caused just the tiniest sting to my ass cheek. A small gasp leaving my lips at the feeling.

"Is this okay?" His question took me a minute to answer. Trying to find a way to tell him harder without sounding desperate. Why did I like this? Is this normal to enjoy? Am I really this much of a masochist?

"More than." I said with a soft moan as his hand massaged the small sting loose. My head turned back to look at him for a moment. But his gaze was glued to my ass. Who knew Finn was an Ass man?

Finn hummed before his fingers hooked into the hem of my underwear, slowly pulling them down and revealing my backside to him completely.

"How many times would it take to leave a handprint, do you think?" Finn questioned curiously. His hand running over my cheek. My skin was a milk chocolate and red seemed to blend well enough with it. So it would need a really hard smack or many light ones to really show off his handprint clearly.

Looking back, I could see the challenging look in his dark gaze. When I turned back, his hand landed across my cheek. A moan forcing its way out of my throat roughly since it wasn't expected. The sting was more of a burn than the first and when he moved right into a third it spread.

My lip was in between my teeth and my eyes shut in pleasure. My mind questioning my kinky thoughts as Finn ran his hand along the stinging cheek, digging his fingers into it before smacking back into it. Like a fire-ice reaction, my back arched. My head thrown back.

"I'm confused." Finn said softly. "Pain is supposed to be a punishment." I felt his finger leave my ass before sliding along my dripping folds. My hips jerking away slightly in surprise. "And yet you've never been more turned on." He finished before dipping his fingers into my core, collecting the evidence before wrapping his lips around his fingers to taste.

"Oh, god." I moaned out at the sight. My head turned slightly to watch. His eyes caught mine, hooded and full of desire.

"You taste sweeter now. Like a dessert." My head dropped back down as his fingers reentered me. Diving deep before twisting and pulling back out. Jumping slightly as his fingers nudged my lips, urging me to try. My eyes met his again before I wrapped my lips around them and flicked my tongue along them. He was right. It was sweeter than before. As sweet as buttercream frosting.

When his fingers left my mouth, I closed my eyes. Awaiting to see what he would do next. A loud moan jumped from my lips as I felt a warm tongue dive into my heat. Hands pressing against my asscheeks to hold me steady as Finn devoured my essence.

Curling and spearing its way through my core, Finn's tongue seemed to be completely owning me. His hand moved, only to come back quickly against my ass. A scream of pleasure leaving me. I could already feel my walls tightening. The smacks and desire in his stare was enough to get me aching, and now this. I was screwed in the best of ways.

A yelp left my lips as I felt his thumb press into my asshole. Pulling more pleasure raking through me at the intrusion. My asscheeks stinging still from the last slap still vibrating through me as I squeezed his tongue.

"Oh, Finn!!" I moaned. Finn began to fuck me effectively with his tongue. Spearing it into me, curling and pulling back out. Like he was trying to gather everything I had to give for his own pleasures.

His free hand is what sent me over. A hard smack to my already redden cheek pushed me into a high that I had been climbing quickly to. My core squeezing his tongue for dear life.

Finn kept pulling my orgasm out of me. Acting as if he was a starved animal. Moans and whimpers leaving me in such a rush that I sounded like I was having a stroke. His thumb buried deep into my ass, moving slightly to hit a certain spot. My eyesight blanking into sheer white light.

Panting, I came back too. Finn pulled his face from between my legs, licking his lips as even his chin glistened in my climax. He kept his thumb where it was before pushing his thick cock into me. Not giving me any recovery from the mind blowing orgasm he had just given me.

"Such a kinky siren." Finn groaned as he moved his thumb some more. Reminding me that it was there as his cock filled my core.

My legs were shaking already from the orgasm that I almost couldn't hold myself up anymore. But that didn't seem to matter to Finn. His thumb left my hole slowly before he reached around my waist, right below my swollen stomach, and in one quick but steady motion he turned me around. A moan leaving me as his cock refilled me and my legs wrapped around his waist. His hands went to my ass, keeping me lifted before flashing us against a wall.

"You are so beautiful." He murmured as he stared at me. Keeping still for only a minute before leaning in and capturing my lips with his. Finn rolled his hips up into me when his lips met mine. Muffling the moan he pumped out of me.

Finn moved his hands along my body as he rolled up into me. His cock stretching me to take him completely with every thrust. His hands lightly stroked over my stomach as he moved his lips away from mine. His forehead leaning against mine as his eyes lit up.

"My baby.." He smiled before leaning back in and kissing me lovingly. A punishing dream turned into a loving serenade. Our bodies meshing together carefully. His hips moving into mine. Moans muffled as our hands caressed the other.

If this wasn't what love was....I don't think I want it then.