Their Virgin Captive by Shayla Black, Lexi Blake Read Free Book Online Page B

crushing despair. They’d release her, and she could go back to her old life, minus the job she loved. She’d carry on somehow. But since they hadn’t really touched her, she’d get over her broken heart someday. Maybe.
    Instead of letting her go, Slade pulled her underwear down around her thighs. Hannah gasped. Her bare bottom was on full display.
    Dex stood over her, leaving her to stare at the blue industrial carpet. “Look at that beautiful ass.”
    “I told you it was gorgeous under all that crap she wears. Her breasts are going to be spectacular.” Slade ran a palm over her backside.
    Tingles danced everywhere he touched. Were they really talking about her sexually?
    “The only thing that would make this gorgeous bottom look better is a nice shade of pink.
    How many?”
    Slade continued his perusal of her ass. Hannah could feel the heat of his stare. “I think her offense was pretty damn grave, but she’s a novice. She didn’t understand the rules. I say twenty-five.”

    Hannah brought her head up. “Twenty-five? You—you’re going to spank me twenty-five times? You can’t…”
    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,