Page 59 of Mated to the Vikings

“You will be punished for any infraction,” Brexin added.

“You will be required to fulfill our desires,” Erik whispered.

Their words melded together in my mind, bold statements from thee men who owned me. “Yes.”

“I can see she needs to learn some manners,” Brexin said playfully.

David tweaked my nipple until I moaned. “Very much so.”

There was no more talking as Erik grabbed my arm, pulling me closer to the bed. He thumped down on the edge, yanking me over his lap. “This is only the beginning of your training, but we will go easy on you tonight. Still, you need to learn respect for all of us now.”

Easy. I had no belief the man even knew what that word meant. I’d seen a shift in him even in the limited time we’d been together. He was much stronger, faster, and in my mind, aggressively primal.

However, the first few smacks of his hand, moving from one ass cheek to the other, were surprisingly gentle. The sting was marginal at best, even with my already bruised bottom. He continued, moving from one side to the other. The only effect was an increase in my desire, every part of me fully aroused. Erik had that effect on me, keeping me wet and hot from the slightest touch.

Two more were harder, the harsh slaps making me jump.

Four more were issued, this time pain rushing up the back of my legs.

“Oohh!” I struggled, throwing my hand back.

“None of that or this will turn into punishment.” Erik’s tone was demanding.

As he continued, one coming after the other, the pain intensified but everything shifted into more desire, unbridled hunger.

I wiggled, undulating my hips and digging my swollen pussy against his legs. There would be a stain on his pants, my scent covering him, and the thought was electrifying.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself,” Erik breathed. He stopped the spanking, caressing both cheeks and my lower back.

“Not enough,” I whispered, grinding my hips again.

“Allow me to try,” David stated and within seconds, I was over his lap, his hand smacking in fervent actions. The loud slapping sound was in direct correlation to the strength of his hand.

The spanking now hurt like a son of a bitch.

I moaned, kicking out my legs until he threw his over mine. “None of that, sweetheart.” David laughed after issuing the words, as if he’d determined his level of control.

I disobeyed as I always did, tossing my arm until the smacks made my eyes water, tears forming. “I’ll be good!”

“Yes, you will,” David growled.

I lost count at ten, taking gulping breaths. I didn’t bother struggling when I was transferred to Brexin. His cock was just as rock hard as the others, pushing brutally against his pants and into my stomach. I longed to have his thick cock in my mouth, taking every drop of his sweet cum. The thought of sucking all three made me cease my bratty actions, preferring to get the round of discipline over with.

One. Two. Three. Four.

His smacks were as harsh and as rapid fire as the others, only his hand was larger, covering more area. The heat from my bottom moved into my upper thighs and directly into my pussy. There was no way I could be any wetter, could crave anything more than I did at this moment.

“I think a little time in the corner will do her some good. To reflect,” Brexin said in a casual manner.

I was aware of being eased off his lap, led to the far reaches of the room.

“Now, be a good girl and stay right there,” Brexin breathed then licked from my ear to my cheek, patting my ass.

I was mortified at being treated this way, wanting nothing more than to snap at them that back home I was someone of importance. It struck me that I didn’t have a home to return to. I heard them talking, knew they were discussing the hybrids, but was unable to decipher what they were saying.

At least I knew they were alive. The thought was comforting.

I lost track of time, but warm hands pulled me away, cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples.