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33. Zari'a

Neteyam wanted to chase me.

This morning I woke up with his head between my legs.

We are on top of one of the other mountains for that I don't run too far.

My heart pounds when I run from tree to tree.

I don't hear Neteyam at all. I think he is quite bad at this game.

"Getting tired?" Neteyam whispers right into my ear.

I gasp and turn around.

He traps me in his arms. I struggle.

"Neteyam. Neteyam. Neteyam." I repeat his name. "Because you're such a nice man, give me a second chance?"

"Sorry love. Not today." He licks the shell of my ear.

He forces me down. Then starts tying my hands together?

"What are doing?" I ask him.

"Having my way with you."

Even though he was being a little rougher today, I'm glad he didn't tie it so tightly. He's still being sweet Neteyam.

He moves my tweng to the side.

"I want you to count to fifty for me." Neteyam tells me, "If you mess up a number, you start again."

I was good with counting in Na'vi to ten. But I struggled after ten.

"Neteyam," I whine, "You know I can't."

"Yes you can." He tells me, "If you mess up, I will slap your ass for messing up. But to make it more difficult, I'm going to be doing," I gasp. "This."

His finger barely touch my clit and circling my hole.

"My reward?" I ask already feeling breathless.

"You can ride my face." Neteyam kisses my buttock. "Go."

"One, two, three, four- five," I moan slightly. Neteyam sends a slap to my butt which shocks me.

"I didn't mess up?" He slaps my bum again.

"Start again. No moaning or any mess ups."

And he wants me to do this all the way to 50? We will be here for hours.

"Twenty-eight-"

Smack. "Twenty-seven. Again."

Oh my goodness.

"Forty-" Slap.

"Thirty. Again."

I kept mixing numbers and forgetting one before the other. I could feel my wetness drool down my thigh.

"Hurry up love." Neteyam tells me, "I'm hungry."

After all this. He deserves to starve.

"Sixty." Slap.

"It's fifty."

Oh for fucks sakes. Mixing fifty and sixty up and he's not going to let that slide from one wrong number after I got the other 49 numbers right?

Not sweet Neteyam.

"Fifty." I say.

"Mhmm, good girl." Neteyam massages my ass flesh.

It's probably gone red.

Neteyam helps me up on my knees since my hands are tied behind my back still.

"Lift your hips up for me love."

I do. He rests his head. I look down at him.

"Be a good girl and sit." Neteyam tells me.

I lower myself down. Neteyam sends the hardest slap to my butt.

I automatically lift my hips up.

"I said sit, Zari'a. I don't want to breathe. I want to suffocate in your sweetness, understood?" He tells me.

I nod. "Yes. Understood."

"Good. Sit down."

I hesitate to do it. But then he just push my hips the rest of the way down.

I didn't care once I felt his mouth. His tongue was moving fast.

I was so close already. I started grinding on his face. He massaged my butt gently.

"Neteyam!" I finally came after 30 seconds of Neteyam's tongue.

I fell backwards. Lying on Neteyam's knees. The view he was getting of my vulva...

I didn't care. After all he is my mate, and also, I'm way too exhausted.

"You okay?" He asks.

I know he's smirking. I just do.

"Mhmm." I nod.

"Let's get back to camp, yeah?"

For the rest of the day I acted like a rag doll. I was being fucked into oblivion over and over and over and over again.

I was close to death eight times.

It felt like I was anyways.

I ate some fruit from yesterday. And I went straight to the tent.

Neteyam followed.

As much as I enjoyed today, I wasn't sure I could take anymore.

I fall on out bed.

"My poor girl." Neteyam says, "Let me take care of you now."

"What do you mean?" I ask him with closed eyes. And closed legs.

"I'll give you a massage." He tells me.

"Really?" I actually lift my head and open my eyes to look at him.

"Of course love." Neteyam says, "You were such a good girl today. You deserve it don't you?"

"Yeah." I agree. "I do deserve it."

Neteyam chuckles at my response. I get a little more comfortable.

I feel something that was wet onto my back. He starts spreading it all over my back and on my butt.

Because the amount of slaps I received today? I'm surprised there is still flesh.

"You were amazing today." Neteyam says softly, "Didn't tap out once."

"Yeah." I say tiredly.

"Tomorrow, we will have it your way." Neteyam says, "Sound good?"

"Mhmm." I slightly nod.

He moves hair out of my face and kisses my temple.

"Goodnight love."

"Goodnight." I mumble.

I fall asleep while Neteyam still massaged me. He's such a good husband. I love him. He's so sweet.

I know I'm not very good with writing smut 😭 but I try.
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