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“Fucking hot,” Dante mutters. “Keep a hold of that thing and bend over for me, princess. That’s it. Go all the way down.”
It’s a move I’ve done a thousand times on stage, and I know how good it looks. This time, it feels good too. Wanton and sexy and filthy as fuck.
My hair sweeps down to the floor, hanging around me like a purple-and-blue curtain, as Dante rubs the spot he just spanked. “That’s it. Perfect.” He gropes me a little, then slips my thong down. “Lift your feet.”
I do it, letting him pull it all the way off and toss it away. But then, instead of feeling his hands or his cock on me, I hear the faint chink of metal followed by a soft, unmistakablewhoosh.
“Fuck,” I gasp, goosebumps erupting all over my body.
His belt is coming off.
“Gonna help everything else disappear for you,” he promises, his hand sliding between my legs from behind. “Remember that night Maddoc belted you? We could all see how wet you got.” He drags his fingers through my slick folds. “Do you want that again? Before we all claim you?”
I nod, too turned on for words right now. Because Idowant it. I want the pain. I want the release and the promise Dante just made me—that it will take me out of my head and make everything disappear. But as much as I love Dante for knowing that, it’s not him that I want to belt me.
“I want Logan to do it. He knows how to give me what I need.”
Just enough pain. Even better, he’ll get off on it too.
Logan lets out a low noise. The fact that he’s turned on enough to let it slip out tells me more than anything else just how much he wants this too.
Dante chuckles and takes a step back. “Gonna be hot, princess. Gonna get you panting for us.”
I close my eyes, the blood that’s rushing down to my head starting to make me feel a little lightheaded.
Somehow, that makes it even better. I feel safe enough to let go completely around these men, especially here, secure in this protected space. I don’t want to think.
And I love that they’re not going to let me.
I hear the men muttering to each other for a moment, then firm hands smooth over my ass, kneading my curves with a deliberate, almost clinical precision that’s becoming as familiar to me as breathing.
Logan. I spread my legs for him.
His fingers trace lines across my ass and thighs, each touch making me shiver. “You’ll have welts.”
My core throbs, my pussy clenching as the image excites me.
I hated Maddoc for belting me when it happened… in part because of what it did to me. But this time there’s no mistaking it. This time, it’s not a punishment. It’s pure sex.
Logan isn’t warning me. He’s not even asking me. He’s just stating a fact… but I know him well enough now to hear the yearning desire simmering under his flat delivery, and it ignites my own.
“Mark me up again,” I beg, pressing back into his touch. “Do it, Logan.”
“I would do anything for you,” he says, so low I almost miss it.
But I don’t… and it feels a hell of a lot like he just saidI love you.
Before I can do anything with that, he rests one hand on my lower back and nudges my legs apart, forcing me to spread them wider. “Stay still. Brace yourself.”
It’s all the warning I get before he cracks Dante’s belt across my ass.
The shock of the impact shoots through my whole body and takes my breath away so I can’t even gasp. Then the bright, hot sting sinks into me, and I moan.
Logan drags his finger along the first of the raised welts he promised me, his touch like a fiery brand. “That’s one, wildcat. If you want more, you’ll have to be the one to count them off. Do you want two?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my body clenching with anticipation.
Logan doesn’t make me wait.
