“I won’t stay tied to your bed. I refuse.” I laughed, although I wasn’t certain I would mind.
“That’s a damn good idea. Let’s make certain we have handcuffs.”
I twisted my head, glaring at Brogan. “You’re all horribly mean.”
“Yes. Yes, we are.” After issuing the words, Alexander brought his hand down, smacking one side of my bottom then the other.
“Ouch!”
He laughed, repeating his action. “You should expect many more of these until you learn to obey us.”
As he smacked me several more times, I started to tingle all over even though a rush of pain forced a huge swarm of butterflies into my stomach.
Alexander continued for at least ten more swats, each one harder than the one before. Then he exhaled, making certain the sound was exaggerated. “Daniel?”
“I’m ready.” Daniel moved behind me and I threw him a look over my shoulder, studying his carved face. He was also different, sexier. My mouth watered at the thought of licking down the underside of his shaft.
A mischievous smile on his face, he cracked his knuckles then brushed the tips of his fingers in circles on both sides of my bottom. Did he really think the gentle caress would ease the ache?
I kicked my leg out, getting the reaction I knew I would, a single lift of his eyebrow. The man had sex appeal down to an artform. He lifted his arm, holding it the air for at least ten seconds, teasing me relentlessly. When he brought it down, I was jarred by how hard he’d smacked me.
Then he started spanking me in earnest, moving his hand from one side to the other in rapid fire motions. I was shocked how painful the experience was, heat building across my bottom like firecrackers being set off.
But as had happened before, I was driven straight into a moment of bliss, my pussy juices trickling down the inside of my thighs, my nipples aching to the point I hated the way they scraped back and forth across the flimsy little tropical dress they’d required me to wear.
Panting, I eased my arms over my head, trying to take my punishment like a good little girl. So much had happened in such a short period of time, but I knew I’d never felt so happy, or wanted something so much.
When Daniel cracked his hand four times in rapid succession, I jerked up, kicking out. “That hurts!”
I could see Brogan’s face, the slight smirk matching his twinkling eyes. He was just biding his time.
I didn’t have to wait for long. When Brogan took over, he dragged me up from the table, easily plopping me over his lap. He was a man who wasted no time, relentlessly issuing hard smack after smack. I wiggled and moaned, the friction as I rolled back and forth across his thick shaft filling me with several filthy ideas.
He continued, refusing to show any mercy.
Damn him. He was only making me hotter.
When the pilot announced we would be landing in fifteen minutes, Brogan rubbed my heated skin, growling under his breath. “Next time, I’m the one who starts,” he huffed.
There was going to be a next time? I bit my lip. Of course there would be.
“We’ll flip a coin,” Alexander said, half laughing.
Brogan helped me to my feet, every sound he made like a beast in heat as he took a deep whiff. There was a look in his eyes, carnal and relentless. He glanced at the others, his grin far too sinful. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
Before I had a chance to object, he yanked the dress over my head, tossing it aside.
“I think we have just enough time to heighten the festivities,” he added, his deep baritone washing over me like a fine wine.
I felt Alexander’s fingers as he rubbed the rough pads down my back, caressing my aching bottom. Daniel cupped my chin between his thumb and forefinger, drawing my head in his direction. When he captured my mouth, I pressed my palms against his chest, savoring the feel of his muscles through the tight tee shirt he was wearing. The intoxicating scent of all three men filtered into my system, heating up my core as it always did.
The kiss was an explosive roar, sizzling all my senses. When he thrust his tongue inside, I ripped at his shirt until I was able to slide my hands underneath. Even the single touch of my fingertips against his skin seared the ends. I shuddered as Brogan eased his hand between my legs, cupping my mound. When he fingered my clit, I moaned into the moment of intimacy, my heart fluttering.
As Alexander put his arms around me, cupping my breasts, I fell against him, my legs trembling. The moment he pinched my nipples, I became lightheaded, butterflies taking over my tummy. The three men knew exactly how to keep me aroused, teasing me relentlessly.
Daniel stroked the side of my face as he dominated my tongue, the taste of him like red hots, as spicy as the man.
“Such a bad girl,” Brogan half whispered, the husky sound skimming across my skin. When he slipped his fingers inside, curling the tips until he was able to hit my G-spot, I was fearful my knees would buckle.