“To bed. Because I’m tired,” she said, jerking her chin upright.
“Yeah, well, sneaking out and driving across the city would make you tired, wouldn’t it?” I didn’t even care if I sounded harsh. Cold. Distant. She’d scared the shit out of me, and that couldn’t go unpunished.
“Where are you taking me?” she demanded, trying to fight back as I hauled her towards the stairs.
“You said you were tired, so the bedroom it is.”
Sienna dug her heels into the floorboards. “I don’t want to go with you. Not now.”
Turning on her, I snarled, “Why? Because I’m pissed off?”
“I’m not going anywhere with you while you’re like this,” she snapped. “Not right now. I’m too exhausted to deal with it.”
“But not too exhausted to go running off without telling anyone where you went,” I shot back. “You don’t get to play these games, Sienna. You might be Don, but I’m your husband. And you’re supposed to listen to me.”
Shock swept across her face before she laughed. Fucking laughed. Pure rage simmered beneath the surface. I didn’t wait until she was done mocking me. Throwing her over my shoulder, I started up the stairs. Sienna gasped, at first, too stunned to move. But then I could feel her fists on my back, her legs twisting beneath my arm as I hauled her ass towards our room.
Kicking the door open, I tossed her onto the bed before shutting it firmly behind us. Before she could scurry away, I grabbed her ankle, hauling her back towards me. Sienna’s mouth opened to scream, but my hand was faster. Clamping over her lips, I forced her closer, so close that our noses nearly brushed.
“You should have used this breath to tell me where you were going,” I muttered. “I allowed you to be a part of this, allowed you to do what you needed. But now? Now when we’re in even more danger than before? Now that you’re pregnant with my child? I can’t allow you to be so reckless.”
Shock blanketed her face. Twisting her face away from my hand, she gasped. “You—” She struggled to find the right words. “You honestly think that I would purposely put our child at risk? I was going to meet my best friend! Not running straight to the Snake!”
“I don’t give a shit what you were doing,” I snapped. “Anything could have happened!”
I couldn’t find anything to tie her up with or keep her mouth shut. So my belt would have to do. She realized my plan as the belt slid from its loops around my waist, her body twisting as she tried to get away. I wrapped the belt around her wrists, securing it before tucking the end between her arms. With my hand still clamped around her mouth, I hauled her over my lap, face down. Her ass stuck up over my knees.
“Now. You can make all the noise you want, Sienna. But we’re not alone, and they can still hear you.”
That shut her up. She cast one hateful glare over her shoulder, but stayed silent. Slowly, I removed my hand from her mouth.
“They’re not going to help you. Even if David decides to play the hero, I know Killian won’t let him. We’re alone. And you’re going to take your punishment.”
“I’m not a child,” she spat, still trying to wriggle out from my lap. I gripped her hips, pressing her against me. Tying her up and bending her over my knees had already made me hard. I knew she could feel it, too.
“You are when you do shit like this,” I told her. “You knew it was reckless to go out on your own. Especially with the Snake after us. And you did it anyway. Actions have consequences, Sienna. Even for Dons.” I let my hand brush over her ass, giving it a squeeze before reeling back. The slap stung my hand despite the fabric of her leggings between us.
Her body jerked forward, as if trying to escape from the lashings, but I held her firm. Again, my hand came down, stinging across her skin. I rubbed the spot as if trying to smooth away the pain before smacking her ass again. Each time, she shuddered beneath my hand, closing her eyes and refusing to cry out. The monster inside me almost wanted to hear her cry out in pain. To hear her understanding of what she’d done wrong.
My cock was straining against my slacks now. I let my fingers slip beneath the waistband of her leggings, yanking them down to her ankles along with her panties. Her legs were locked now, unable to move due to the tight fabric. My hand skimmed over her bare ass, now a faint pink.
“Before, I’d let you think you had control,” I told her, squeezing her ass cheeks. “But only because I wanted to earn your trust. But that was before. Now, everything’s changed. You might be Don, but I’m your husband. That’s my child you’re carrying. My ring on your finger. And in our world, that fucking means everything.”
A small gasp escaped her lips as my hand came down against her backside once again. I could see the tears pricking the corners of her eyes, but didn’t stop. Her ass went from pink to red in minutes, faint outlines of my fingers blooming across her skin.
“Now, tell me you understand,” I snarled, hand poised over her ass again.
Sienna looked as if she wanted to argue. I almost thought she would. But then she turned her face away, her shoulders slumping. “I understand. I’m sorry.”
“What’s that? I couldn’t hear you, darling.” I leaned in closer.
Her face whipped towards mine. “I said I’m sorry,” she hissed. “Now, are you done with your little power trip?”
My lips twitched, curling into a sadistic smile. “Not even close.”
Picking her up, I dumped her on the edge of the bed, throwing her legs over my shoulder as I knelt. My hands slid down her legs, fingers trailing along the outside of her thighs. My lips followed, brushing against her skin until I reached the redness, kissing away the pain.
“Tell me, Sienna, who do you belong to?”