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I closed my eyes, frustrated. Even in something which was supposed to be amazing, it was still so fucking hard.
“We hope that encountering our fae,” Wraith cleared his throat. “Brushing up against our power. Submitting to it. That doing that with all of your mates might help you bridge the gap.”
That made sense. “When do we start?”
“Before we get to that…”
Comet guided me forward, and before I knew it, I was stretched over Silver’s lap, my stomach on his thighs. Comet held my ankles, and Delta had my wrists pinned down to the giant mattress. “This is for endangering yourself,” Silver said evenly, stroking the palm of his hand down my bare ass. “You are not to do it again. What we’re about to do isn’t meant to be fun, and it will hurt. Cry if you need to. All of your mates will have a turn, and this will also help your fae understand what she needs.”
“I—”
His hand came down on my ass, the sting burning like flames across my skin. He smoothed the skin he’d spanked, easing the pain before he hit the other cheek. “Lean into it,” he instructed me. “Understand that we all need this.Feelit.”
Another spank, low, near the top of my thighs, and I gasped. No. I wouldn’t feel that. It didn’t make sense.
Pain bloomed across my ass, and the world moved, spinning, clicking into a resonance I’d never felt before. Like my mind opened itself to a whole new world.
There.
My fae side made itself known in a way I’d never experienced. Layers separated in my mind, like I was two different people and completely the same. It made me dizzy, but I understood it. I got it. My soul settled into the place I occupied, across Silver’s lap, getting spanked.
I let my fae side rise, unsure, fear and nerves swimming through me along with the pain of this discipline. But there was… relief there alongside it. She recognized that this was right.
If I pushed them, they would provide the fences to keep me safe and protected. And at my deepest core, I needed to know they would push me back. As much as they needed to know I would scratch and claw and fight them so they could do this. It was a circle and symbiosis as old as time. And if I’d been born fae I would have already known it.
But it didn’t stay. It felt like the resonance slipped over me, fading away as quickly as it came.
“Fuck you,” I muttered under my breath, at once chafing under the punishment and accepting we needed it.
“We plan to,” Silver said lightly. And he kept spanking me. Until my ass was red and my emotions were at the surface. He lifted me up and moved me to straddle his lap before kissing me softly. “Good girl.”
He saw the defiance in my eyes and smiled, because I wasn’t going to do anything about it. I didn’t pretend to understand this tightrope, only that it felt right, and as long as it felt right? Who was I to argue with it?
Comet hauled me off Silver’s lap, spreading me out on the pillows, with my ass to the mattress. Even the softness of the gigantic bed wasn’t enough to keep me from feeling the burn.
“Hands up,” he said.
I frowned. “You can’t spank me like this.”
“No one ever said we were all spanking your ass, gorgeous. The same rules apply. This is a punishment. As much as I’d like to do this to turn you on—and I will—this is not for pleasure. Now put your hands above your head.” It wasn’t a suggestion.
I did, my heart beating faster. Grave held my hands to the mattress and Comet straddled my hips. I arched underneath him, hoping to distract…
It didn’t work.
Fire burned in my breast. Comet spanked the side of it, one and then the other. Again and again. I squirmed, unable to stop myself from getting wet despite it being a punishment. My fae self surged and fell, embracing the submission to my mates even as I felt like pushing against it. “Comet,” I begged.
“Hold on, beautiful.”
Four more spanks, the hardest yet, and he held my breasts in his hands, soothing the spanks with his fingers. “You did good.” Then he nodded. “You feel it.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Sure.” His eyes glinted. “Keep saying that.”
Grave turned me over his lap and didn’t let anyone pin me down. He had no trouble holding my wrists in one hand and working over my ass with the other. Now it hurt and was a punishment. And with every smack on my skin, I sank deeper into the space of truth.
Everything seemedbiggerandmore. Was this the way they felt all the time? Like the world was at their fingertips and the possibilities were endless?
