Kiki Reader Loves Books: A Well Placed Wish by Allysa Hart

A Well Placed Wish

By Allysa Hart

Release Date July 21

Buy Link: Amazon

Blurb:

I lost everything, was shipped off to live with an aunt I barely knew, and was put to work cleaning her dilapidated antique shop.

And then, I met Callum.

Or should I say I released him?

I was a socialite with a strong sense of entitlement and a lot of anger.

He was a Dominant genie with a hard body and an even harder hand.

It could never work.

Could it?

About Allysa Hart

I am a full-time mom to a sassy, strong-willed, loveable little girl. Okay, so she is all me. I am on the wrong side of 30, and I have been married to my best friend for over eight years. Like most couples, we have our ups and downs, but I could not imagine doing life with anyone else by my side. We are Southern California transplants, currently residing in a very rural part of the east coast. I have two crazy dogs that I adore, even though they drive me out of my ever-loving mind, most days.
I have recently rediscovered my love of words and decided to become a writer. My first story is my heart and soul, and it reaches into the depths of all that is me. I also create covers, promos, and logos for authors. I have met some amazing friends on this journey that I now happily call family. Without my family members, whether biological or chosen, I would not be half the person I am today. Their constant love and support keep me afloat.

Excerpts:

“You, little girl, need a Daddy.” Callum’s voice echoed.

“Yeah? Are you applying for the position?” I shot back with all of the sass I had.

Approaching me, he took my wrists in a tight hold, backed me against the wall and pinned my hands above my head. “Consider me the only applicant, because no one touches what’s mine. And you are most definitely mine.”

With one hand holding me still he used the other to lift up my night shirt and expose my breasts. I took in a sharp breath as his thumb zeroed in on my nipple and teased. His eyes stayed trained on mine as he switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, my breathing labored. Luckily, his hold stayed fast because when his gentle teasing turned to sharp pinches, my knees buckled.

His lips found my neck and he chuckled sending vibrations straight to my pussy. “My girl likes it rough, huh?”

I whimpered in need.

“Don’t cry, baby. Daddy is going to put out that little fire. Be a good girl and keep your hands where I put them.”

Nodding, I bit my lip as his eyes darkened.

“The correct answer is always, ‘yes, Sir.’”

“Well I’m gonna need to teach you a lesson if you think you can talk to me like that.”

His sudden seriousness shocked the hell out of me. “But it’s my birthday!”

“Oh, I know what day it is.”

“I’m supposed to get to be the queen on my birthday.” I pouted.

Lifting my chin with his finger, he winked. “You are always my princess, but I am the King and that is the way it will always be.”

“Do I at least get a crown?” I asked with the most pitiful look I could muster.

Callum snapped his fingers and a stunning tiara appeared in his hand. The stones sparkled, their reflections sending shiny little dots all over the room. My heart filled with excitement, but I did my best to hide it with a bored sigh. “I guess that will do.”

As he placed the fragile jewelry atop my head, he smiled and rolled his eyes “You, little girl, are in for one hell of a wake up call tonight. I hope you aren’t planning on sitting tomorrow,” he growled for only me to hear.

“It’s still crazy to me that you even exist. There’s no such thing as magic. You are a myth, a storybook character.” I don’t know if I was trying to convince him or me at that point.

He quirked a brow. “I don’t believe storybook characters have the capability of paddling your backside.”

The veiled threat made me giggle. “I don’t deserve a spanking, so you can’t give me one.”

“Oh, little sprite. You have much to learn. You always deserve one. Don’t you know, good girls get spankings too?”

Looking up at him, I caught the glint in his deep purple eyes. The spanking had definitely excited me, but I would never admit it. It was too embarrassing. His unyielding power, coupled with the feeling of helplessness and his hand so close to my sex had made me crazy with arousal. Even now, just the memory of the experience made me wet.

“I see you like that idea. Your little pussy wept for me when I bound you to the tree. You can not hide from Daddy in that position.”

I want you to let yourself go for me tonight. I want you to relax and allow me to take charge. I want you to feel the way that I command your body here, here, and here.” He touched my forehead, chest, and unapologetically snaked his hand beneath my skirt fluttering his fingers against the gusset of my soaked panties. The touch was so light it could have almost gone unnoticed, however I was acutely aware of everything he did. “Do you trust me?”

“WIth everything that I am, Sir.”

“Good girl. It’s time for your spanking.”

Tugging my arm slightly, he pulled me down across his lap. Lap? I wrenched backwards to see what was happening. Sure enough, the cloud at his waist was gone. In its place was all man. Hips to feet he was all there. His chest was bare as always, but his pants were light washed jeans. He couldn’t look any sexier. I looked up at his face and he winked.

“I-is it all there?” I questioned as I timidly gestured to where his cock should be.

He gave a sad smile and shook his head. “Some things even genie’s can’t do, but I will make sure you do not miss it, I promise.”

His lips found my neck and he chuckled sending vibrations straight to my pussy. “My girl likes it rough, huh?”

I whimpered in need.

“Don’t cry, baby. Daddy is going to put out that little fire. Be a good girl and keep your hands where I put them.”

Nodding, I bit my lip as his eyes darkened.

“The correct answer is always, ‘yes, Sir.’”

His edict sent another shiver through my body. “Yes, Sir.” I whispered right before he captured my lips in a toe curling kiss. With his hands working my breasts and his lips laying claim to my mouth, all I could do was enjoy the ride. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him in, closer. I wanted to feel him against me, all of him. He released my mouth and breasts long enough to pull my shirt over my head and carry me to the bed. As soon as I was on my back, my arms were secured above my head again, only this time by a soft fabric. Never had a man taken charge of my body like this, I wouldn’t have allowed it, but Callum didn’t ask, he seized what he considered his, and he conquered it without a second thought.

Words escaped me, and I felt the need to look away. As soon as I did, the first smack fell on my vulnerable bottom before he rubbed the sting away. Moaning, I pressed my bottom into his hand, silently begging for more. He did not disappoint, repeating the pattern over and over. Spank, caress, spank, caress, back and forth, up and down. The pressure in my core built just as the caresses changed to him exploring my sex with his fingers. I whimpered in need as I pressed against him, trying to get more.

“Not yet, naughty girl.” His fingers disappeared and the spanking continued. I was on fire inside and out, my bottom burning from crest to sit spots. Again his fingers renewed their exploration, this time dragging the moisture backwards toward my most secret area. Ass play had always been off limits, but with the way my body sang for him, I was putty in his hands. He massaged my ring, bringing more and more moisture to my bottom hole. Without warning, he pressed his finger to the entrance. Instinctively, I tensed and tried to get away. Clicking his tongue he laid some intense smacks to the backs of my thighs, making me cry out.

“You don’t get to close yourself off to me. All that you are, is mine and mine alone.”

“You want more sweet girl?” he questioned.

“Oh yes please, Sir. Lots more.”

“Your wish is my command.”

I sat up in a panic. Sweat covered me from head to toe and my breathing was erratic. It was a panic attack. Looking around, I hoped to see I was still in Callum’s room. Hearing him say that phrase had frightened me into thinking I had accidentally spoken the forbidden words. Callum materialized beside her.

“What happened, little sprite? I could feel your angst.”

I jumped into his arms, needing to feel that he was really still there. “I had a nightmare. Well it didn’t start as one. It was a nice dream but then you said ‘your wish is my command’ and it woke me up. I was scared I screwed up. I was scared you would be gone.” The last words came out choked and tears followed. I hadn’t cried since the first day at the hospital and I was so tired of being strong.

He held me in his arms as he rocked back and forth. The motion and the steady beat of his heart had a calming affect unrivaled by anything or anyone. “I’m here, little sprite. It was only a dream. I’m not going anywhere. Even if you did make the third wish, I would still be here. You know what my wish is?” he asked. I did know, but I stayed silent. “I wish you would trust me.”

“Before you go and I leave you to your work, is there something you would like to say to me?”

Knowing exactly what he was looking for, I lowered my eyes and nodded. “I’m sorry for my behavior and my language. I will be nicer, I promise.”

“And if you do not?”

“I will be punished again?” I guessed with a gulp.

He smiled, “Thank you, that is correct. You are a good girl and as much as I enjoyed seeing your little bottom wiggle under my hand. I would much rather bring you pleasure than pain. I will return to my chambers now. You know what to do if you need me.”

With that, he was gone.