to sink money into the place. While I had no way of knowing what other skills he had hidden behind his gorgeous eyes, I wanted to share them together, to help him heal. Saving his life had been one of my greatest joys.
I sensed a level of remorse in Jack, even for the death of Michael. There’d been no doubt the brooding Italian would have killed me. I’d been a fool to believe that the necklace had been a gift of letting me go. Maybe my belief that people were basically good had interfered, stripping away not only the common sense but all the past moments of abuse Michael had forced me to endure.
Michael’s threats had altered the course of everything in my life, his determination to strip me of my humanity something I hadn’t been able to tolerate. I should have known better than to think he’d allow me a chance at any kind of life other than caged by his demands.
I pressed my hands against Diego’s chest, marveling in the way his muscles felt against my fingertips. “I hope this makes you happy.”
As Diego lifted my chin with a single finger, I trembled in his arms, the heat shared between us scorching. He was so alive, a lighted aura surrounding him. “Darlin’, you’re what makes me happy, even if you will always be a brat.” As he lowered his head, lightly pressing his lips against mine, I melted in his arms, crawling my hand until I was able to tangle his long hair in my fingers.
The kiss became a roar of passion as it always did, his tongue dominating mine, the electricity shooting between us. Even the taste of him seemed richer, more intoxicating than ever before.
He slid his hand down, taking his time as his fingers dug into my back. When he slipped his fingers under my dress, kneading my bottom, I rose onto my tiptoes. The feel of his throbbing cock boosted the hunger I’d felt all morning to a breathtaking level. I wanted nothing more than to have his cock buried deep inside.
The subtle yet powerful sound as Jack walked closer sent another wave of longing ripping through me. He would never be a patient man, no matter the circumstances.
With a single hard yank, he ripped me out of Diego’s arms, the look on his face one of primal need. “Never forget that you belong to both of us.”
“As if you’d ever allow me to forget,” I mused, dragging my tongue around his gorgeous lips. There was so much love in his eyes, something I wasn’t certain I could get used to.
Growling, he fisted my hair, yanking until he was able to expose my neck. “We’re going to devour you.”
I palmed his chest, purring as he nipped my skin, the feel of his teeth biting into my flesh exciting as hell. I was so wet, my panties already soaked, and I knew this was only the beginning.
“She’s a very bad girl keeping something like this from us,” Diego said as he cupped my naked bottom, kneading forcefully.
“True,” Jack mumbled then licking from one side of my jaw to the other, finally pulling back. “What are we going to do about that?”
“I think she needs to hear the rules of the house,” he answered.
“Rules? What rules?” I retorted in a sassy voice.
Jack shook his head, issuing another husky growl. “How quickly she forgets that we’re in charge.”
I wasn’t prepared when he jerked me forward, his arm wrapped around my waist as he bent me over.
“What are you doing?” I moaned, staring at the wide-open glass windows fronting the store, dozens of people walking by. A rush of humiliation mixed with wicked excitement, my muscles tensing.
When Jack tugged my dress up to my waist, exposing the slender string of my red thong, I’d never felt so naked in my life.
“Giving you a spanking. That’s what you need on a regular basis,” Jack mused as he brought his hand down, his massive palm slapping against my naked skin. “Diego is right, regular spankings will be needed.”
“Every day,” Diego added.
“No! I’ll be good,” I whimpered as the spanking continued, Jack smacking from one side to the other in rapid succession.
“Of course you will be,” Diego said, laughing.
“Somebody will see us,” I whined, struggling in Jack’s arms.
“It would do them some good to see a woman being disciplined as she should be,” Jack huffed, not easing up one tiny bit.
The pain wasn’t nearly as horrible as the embarrassment as I