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Grant chimes in. “I agree. I think it’s time to show our baby girl the truth.” He leans forward, a hunger in his eyes. “Do you know what happened the last time you wore something this short around us?” I look on as my friend’s expression turns dark and hungry.
“Not really.” But I see her gaze dip to Cain’s hard-on and then Grant’s.
My balls draw up tight, and I want nothing more than to see those sassy lips wrap around my cock.
My chuckle is dry for lack of humor. “Liar. I know you remember making yourself squirt all those sweet juices all over your thighs for us. So now that makes six spankings you’ve earned.”
“That time was wholly inappropriate, but you’re not jailbait anymore and this time, Mercy baby, we get to lick all that juicy girl cum off your tender body. But not before a good and thorough spanking on that plump ass of yours.” Cain’s eyes hold a glint of satisfaction that has my cock pulsing, and I know she feels it.
Her jaw drops. “You can say what you want. I don’t have time for any more of your rejections or anyone else’s for that matter.” Her growled retort is delivered like a slap across the face. She tries to wiggle off my lap, and I clamp a hand over her thighs.
“You’re not running this time, baby. We told you. It’s time for you to face the music.”
“Linc,” she begs. Her breathing becomes heavy and her lips part.
“Remember when I told you after Jake’s funeral that we would always take care of you?”
She nods. “Yeah.”
I see a glimmer of something in her eyes, and I know what that something is. It’s curiosity and hunger.
“You have to let us make good on that promise, baby, and we’ll take as much of the pain away as earthly possible.” I run a finger over her shoulder, and the strap of her tank slips. I lean in and press my lips to her soft, supple skin.
Her brows lift a fraction in surprise, but there’s a shift in her expression. One that rivals Grant’s but it’s gone before I can make a move on the lust I see in those baby blues. The truth is clear as the skies outside. She likes what we’re saying, but she’s still trying to deny herself any sort of happiness.
But before anything, something nags at me.
“What rejection?” I ask darkly, with a warning look. “Who rejected you, baby? Who could ever say no to you? You’re fucking temptation on two beautiful legs.”
Anger that she would let anyone but us touch her flares up but then again, we stayed away and in doing that gave up all claim to her. But there’s jealousy if I’m honest. I’m only human. But she’s ours now and that’s all that matters.
I watch her face go blank, and then a fiery hell flashes in her eyes and has her looking madder than the Devil in winter. “Just about every damn man in my life starting with you three.”
Well fuck. I lean back into the sofa. “You want to keep pushing on that? Okay. Time for that spanking, boys.” And I mean every damn word.
Seven
Mercy
He means every word. I know he does. I recognize the grit and determination that comes over him when he sets his mind to doing something. I just never had it all squarely focused on me before now, and it makes me squirm.
Admittedly, I like it. My body doesn’t do such a good job of hiding the truth either. The silk strip of my panties is soaked and I can feel it getting wetter by the second.
Still, a fierce blush flashes across my cheeks at the dirty image of all three men seeing, touching and spanking my ass.
I close my eyes, taking a steadying breath.
What is wrong with me? I want to bury my face in my hands, but I hold back just barely. The only thing more embarrassing than getting wet at their promised punishment is letting them know it.
I didn’t mean to throw the past at them or to hurt any of them, that’s just not who I am, but I see the pain I’ve caused stare back at me from the men I once loved.
“What does that mean? You’re not really going to spank me.” Playing coy really isn’t me either, but I’m trying to buy myself some time to mentally prepare.
Linc narrows his dark eyes, but it’s Cain who answers. “Exactly what he said, Mercy baby. Remember you’re getting only the truth from us.”
“We’ve always loved you, but evidently our word isn’t good enough,” Grant grumbled lowly. “Let’s show it. I want to see that ass rosy pink from our hands. One for every lie you want to keep between us. That damn wall of yours is going to come down one way or another.”
“Wall?” I ask. But I know what he’s talking about. The first cement block went up the second the three of them turned their backs on me and each day a new one went up, held in place by all the anger I’ve felt toward them.
