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“Because I know what I want,” Vilka replied. “I have claimed you as my mate and you are mine.”

“It’s so simple for you, isn’t it,” she said. “Close the portal. Take the woman. Knock her up.”

“Almost as simple as invading another world and expecting there to be no consequences,” Vilka replied. She was spoiled, this one. She needed discipline to teach her the effect to her cause. His palms were beginning to itch with the desire to spank her bratty bottom. She did not understand how merciful he had been. There had been no punishment at all for entering his realm unbidden, and then demanding the right to continue to invade it as she pleased.

“You don’t understand,” she said, her tone returning to the strident, demanding one he really did not care for. “You have to let me go.”

“I think it is you who does not understand,” he said sternly. “But I think I can make it clear for you.”

He reached out, took her by the wrist and hauled her squirming, complaining body over his lap. Her bottom was adorable, and it would look even better marked red. He elevated his thigh so the rounds of her cheeks were turned up nice and high, perfectly positioned for his hand.

“God, Vilka! What are you doing? Let me go! Stop it now!”

Her demands were not met, but her bottom was swiftly introduced to the flat of his hand as he started to spank her, keeping a good hold of her waist as she immediately burst into bratty shrieks and complaints.

“You are ungrateful, demanding, and spoiled,” he lectured as his palm turned her cheeks a rosy red. “Your presence here could easily be interpreted as an invasion, an act of war. And yet I have shown you mercy. I have given you pleasure when I could have given you pain. I have explained my reasoning when I owed you no explanation at all, and in return you have taken no responsibility for the consequences of your actions and demanded that I allow you to do as you please.” His hand drummed against her writhing cheeks. “The answer is no. The answer will always be no. I am your master and you will stay on my leash if you have to, for as long as it takes for you to understand that.”

Kate squealed and swore, her legs kicking fiercely as she tried to wriggle out of the grip he had her in, but she had no chance of doing that. Vilka kept a firm hold of her as she fought against the spanking until she managed to tire herself out and lay panting across his lap, her pink bottom still ripe for punishment.

“You’re going to learn, Kate,” he growled down at her. “Things are simple here. I am the lord, I am your master, I am your mate. You obey me.” With that his hand came down hard on her bottom, searing her flesh with a harsh slap that made her shriek.

He ignored the high-pitched wails and cries in favor of making sure her rear was bright red and hot to the touch by the time he was finished with her. He spanked her until she began to sniff tears back, and her tone took on less attitude.

“You stay here,” he said when he was satisfied with the state of her bottom. “I’m going to bolt these doors, fix the portal, and then I will return. Get some rest. You need it.”

He slid her from his lap with one last pat to her bottom. She curled up on the bed, muttering curse words to herself and sniffling into the bedding. He knew that she was unhappy, but that would pass. Soon he would show her the pleasures and wonders of his realm and she would remember why she had come there—and forget her desire to return to Earth.

CHAPTER 6

Left in the dragon’s room with her bottom stinging and her pride even more so, Kate was in no mood for surrender. She would not allow them to destroy her portal. It was more than a gateway between worlds. It was her work. Her proof of concept. If they broke it, nobody would ever know what she had achieved—and that would be the tragedy.

There was only one way to protect her portal. She had to get to it before they could break it, get through and shut it down from the Earth side. That wasn’t going to be easy. They had a head start and the ability to fly, but she couldn’t just sit there with a sore bottom and let the dragons destroy her work. She had to at least try to defend it.

“And I’m not doing it naked either,” she muttered to herself. She had no clothing of her own left, but clothing was merely the fashioning of cloth. She could walk between worlds; making something to wear should not be beyond her abilities.

In quick order, the silken sheet became a robe about her body, a comfortable and light garment that she enjoyed all the more for knowing how subversive it was to be wearing something in this realm of the ever nude.

Thankfully the dragon had left her bag in the room with her. He had no idea what a mistake that had been, probably because he was too busy being distracted by taking her virginity and spanking her shamelessly. Kate’s face took on a pink hue as the memories of his body against hers, surging inside her, threatened to derail her thought processes.

“I knew sex would be a distraction,” she lectured herself as she went through her bag to find the materials she was going to need. Getting out of the room was her first priority, and she was pretty sure she could do that.

The door did not pose as much of an obstacle as Vilka probably thought it did. It was bolted on the outside, which would have been enough to keep most people contained, but Kate’s bag held a strong magnet capable of getting traction on the bolt through the wood panel. She held it to the door, heard it catch and then slide, and grinned to herself as it fell into the open position and the doors swung free. She shut the doors behind her as she left and re-bolted the lock. If anyone came to check, they’d think she was still in there.

Stepping into the fortress proper, Kate knew she had her work cut out for her. The dragon’s flight had taken a little over five minutes. If they had traveled about a hundred miles per hour, then the portal was probably twelve miles away. That would take at least three hours to walk—but she didn’t intend on walking.

Sneaking around the campus and getting let into places she wasn’t technically supposed to be had made Kate a practiced liar. It wasn’t something she was overtly proud of, but it was a useful skill and she tried to use it for good.

“Excuse me, sir?” She addressed the first naked dragon man she found, carefully keeping eye contact. The fortress was full of muscular males with their rears and everything else on display, a playground for a promiscuous girl, probably, but Kate was not that kind of girl and she had more on her mind than sex, though she couldn’t help but blush and avert her gaze every time some nude male strolled by.

“You’re Vilka’s mate,” the dragon man said. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, I’m just helping him shut the portal,” she said, lying through her teeth with casual alacrity. “I have some extra notes that I need to get to him. They don’t realize it, but if they do what they’re planning on doing, they will create a much bigger portal, so we have to get a message to him.”

“I’ll tell him,” the dragon nodded.

“No, you’ll have to take me,” Kate insisted. “See, there are some fine equations involved. Essentially, the tangential quantum hypotenuse needs to be in line with the various cofactors, not including the enzymatic processes which are, of course, native to this realm. And then you have to account for wind speed, momentum, and the first four laws of trigonometry…”

“Alright!” The dragon held up his hands in surrender. “I’ll take you to Vilka. Come out to the landing.”