But Slade proved in the next instant that he could. His hand came down with a crack, and fire licked across her flesh. Horror and desire washed over her in equal waves. Hannah howled and bucked.
Dex knelt to her again. “Be still, Hannah. No fighting us. You take your discipline with grace or there will be more of it.”
It seemed wrong, but desire swelled as Slade palmed her ass. Still, nothing could dampen her fury. “Gee, thanks.”
Smack. Hannah stiffened and whimpered.
“No sarcasm,” Slade growled. “But you can make that breathy little sound you just made, love. That went straight to my cock.”
One smack. Then another. Hannah gasped, fists clenched. Slade didn’t seem to notice. He simply went to work, his hand raining down blows on her backside. She bit her lip, forcing herself not to cry. Even if they thought she needed disciplining like a child, she refused to act like one.
Then something strange began happening. Heat permeated her skin. She cried out, her eyes still blurry from tears. The pain lingered, but it was being overtaken by a whole new sensation, a weird sort of pleasure she didn’t understand.
“Fifteen,” Slade called out.
He had been methodically counting every time his hand slapped her flesh with firm male gusto. As he dealt her ass another blow, he announced the sixteenth whack. Hannah drew in a sharp breath and tried to focus on Slade’s voice telling everyone how many times she’d taken it.
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 pussy. 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.