Nine more and she’d be done. Smack. Eight more and this punishment would be behind her.
Would that end the sweet heat and amazing floaty feeling taking over?
Hannah finally stopped tensing against Slade’s hand. There was no use fighting it. Slade would have his way. Dex and Gavin would let him. They would spank her when she was bad. If it felt this good, she might be bad a lot.
With a sigh, she let go and melted into Slade.
“Fuck, I told you she was submissive.” Dex’s growl made the burgeoning ache right between her legs worse.
“Twenty-two,” Slade called out, his voice deepening.
Since her neck didn’t seem capable of holding her head anymore, she let it fall. She was languid, her whole body centered on the riot of sensations screaming across her backside. Three more smacks, then a pause. Followed by utter bliss. The mere cessation of pain was its own pleasure.
“That was beautiful.” Slade’s hands soothed now, pressing his palm into her skin in long, deep strokes down her spine and across her ass. Every touch reminded her that he’d been the one to bring her to this place. Hannah sighed as he leaned over and kissed each of her cheeks.
Heat flamed through Hannah again, and she couldn’t say it was all embarrassment.
Then another brush of lips on her ass. Dex.
“So submissive. I can smell you from here, darlin’.”
Hannah flushed at Dex’s hoarse words, bringing her out of her relaxed state. Yes, she’d had a very unexpected reaction to Slade’s discipline. She was wet. In fact, she was pretty sure she’d never been this wet before.
Cringing at Dex’s words, she tried to arch and struggle to her feet.
“Hold still or I’ll give you ten more,” Slade said, his hand pressing down on her lower back.
He didn’t say another word or give an inch until she complied. Finally, when she had no choice but to lie still, he rewarded her with a caress as he slid her panties to the floor. “Good girl, Hannah. Now, spread your legs. We want to see how much you enjoyed your spanking.” Spread her…? Hannah was so embarrassed. He thought she would just show them what only her doctor had ever seen? If she did, they’d know that she enjoyed Slade’s handiwork far more than she could have imagined.
“Every second you delay earns you more punishment.” Slade’s voice had gone silky and dangerous.
“We aren’t going to hurt you, darlin’. We’d never hurt you,” Dex vowed. “But we’re also not going to let you up until you understand that you’re ours and you submit to us. Spread your legs so we can see your pu**y. Now.”
Hannah didn’t want more spankings. Or did she? She shook her head. Maybe it was stupid of her, but she wanted their attention, just this once. She’d deal with the inevitable heartache later.
Besides, what had propriety gotten her so far? She’d always been a good girl. She’d followed all the rules and taken care of everyone around her. Her mother had floated in and out of her life, coming back only when she needed money. When her grandmother had been unable to work anymore, her mother simply started hitting Hannah up for it. Hannah’s sister, Crystal, had been the same. She’d preferred boys and drugs to her little sister. In the end, she’d just preferred the drugs, and they had taken her life.
Still, being good hadn’t made her happy or kept a stalker away. It certainly hadn’t kept her from being lonely or helped her find someone to love.
She loved Dex, Slade, and Gavin. Maybe…if she could be the kind of woman they wanted, they would never leave. Maybe they really would marry her, and they’d all be happy together.
The thought was intoxicating.
“Hannah, I gave you an order. Last warning.” Slade’s hand tightened on her thigh.
“Give her a moment,” Gavin insisted, speaking for the first time since the spanking had begun. “Hannah, they’re serious. I know my brothers. Dex and I may fight from time to time because he’s hot-tempered and pigheaded, but he’s not a liar. Trust them, honey. They’ll take care of you.”
Gavin’s words sounded a bit strangled, as though he’d struggled to get them out. But one thing about her boss: he never spoke less than the truth to her. Knowing that worked magic on Hannah’s overwrought nerves and fragile heart.
The brothers really cared about her?
If she did as they asked—if she believed in them—she’d be taking a chance. But if she always played it safe, how would she know if she could find something wonderful?
Taking a deep breath, Hannah let her legs slide open.
* * * *
Slade’s heart pounded. Spanking Hannah had been the single most erotic experience of his life. It had been everything he could have hoped for. Having her over his lap, her gorgeous ass in the air waiting for his discipline, made Slade feel like he was ten f**king feet tall. He’d spanked subs in the club he and Dex belonged to, but never had it felt like this. Those subs hadn’t been his, and spanking them had been a fun game. Disciplining Hannah was important because she was their woman, and teaching her to look to her Masters was their responsibility and pleasure.