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Noble texts before my anger builds into an explosion because that’s where I’m heading. He’s arrived and has the animals settled, but the mother is demanding to know why we left the house.
“How the fuck does she even know?” I hiss.
“What?” Lorde grinds out.
“Ursula is spying on us.” I relay the message she sent to Noble, keeping her demands about her daughter to myself. Her accusation about us kidnapping her makes me laugh.
Sol reaches forward to snatch my phone right out of my hand. “What the fuck?” I shout. “Give it back.” I hold out that same hand, expecting her to return it.
When it’s not forthcoming, I turn my head to look at her and see tears streaming down her face, and I know she’s reading the instructions her mother left for her.
No eating past five in the evening. A strict dietary plan, a grueling workout regimen. And that’s without the insults calling her daughter fat and flabby. Plain and ugly. The older woman hasn’t got a nice bone in her body when it comes to this girl. It’s sad to say, but Sol’s beloved dog and parrot eat better than she does.
“Sol…” Lorde speaks her name softly, and she glances up at him. Her brows are pinched, and she’s holding my phone in a tight grip. “She’s wrong,” he tells her.
It does nothing to temper her anger. In fact, I think it ramps it up because her jaw clenches so hard I hear her teeth grinding, and even seeing her draw her hand back, I’m still surprised when she throws my phone full-force at the windshield.
“Fuck!” Lorde swerves and slams on the brakes before regaining control.
“Are you fucking insane?” I hiss. She crosses her arms and turns her head, effectively shutting us out. “You could have fucking killed us all.” If the SUV wasn’t armored, it just might have cracked the glass.
Lorde shakes his head as we veer back out on the highway. I plot a way to punish her because this kind of behavior isn’t going to fucking fly. Not with me and, for sure, not with Noble. We’re about thirty minutes from our destination, from her spanking, when suddenly her lithe body flies up front between the seats, and she curls up in my lap like a sedate little kitten.
“Sol, you’re going to cause a crash,” I hiss while wrapping my arms around her body and tucking her into my chest. I may not like how she got here, but I’m not about to let her go.
Lorde drags one of her legs across the console and into his lap, massaging her foot and calf without taking his eyes off the road. She hums quietly as we make the last turn leading up to the cabin. Noble is at the gate, ready to close and lock it behind us. The barbed wire fence is already pulsing with thousands of currents of electricity in case we get any visitors. They touch the gate, they’re dead.
After explaining this all to her, Noble climbs into the back seat, his eyes on fire when he realizes where she’s seated. “What the fuck is she doing up there? What would happen if you got into a fucking accident, and she flew out the window? She’d have died.” I feel her trembling in my arms; Noble fucking terrifies her. Has since they met.
“We didn’t, and she’s fine,” I snap back at him. He glares until we reach the cabin, where Flounder is chained to the porch.
Slamming his way out of the back seat, Noble wrenches open my door and drags Sol from my lap, tossing her over his shoulder like a bag of flour, tromping up to the front door. Flounder jumps and bounces around upon seeing his mistress, but Noble ignores the poor pooch.
“He’s about to tan her ass raw,” Lorde comments as we follow behind, Sol’s bags in our hands.
“It’s going to be glorious,” I smirk, excitement lighting my blood on fire. The sound of flesh pelting flesh hastens our speed, finding Sol bent over the arm of the couch, shorts around her ankles, and her top hanging off the cushion.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and my dick is ready to punch through my jeans and lay claim to this wild girl.
* * *
Noble
Everything hit me at once. The distance from her, her running off this morning. Her being in danger. And then, finding her curled up in Duke’s lap like she fucking belongs when she does nothing but shy away from me. I know we don’t have the same connection as she does with my two friends, but I want it. I crave it. I’ll fucking die without it.
And here I am, punishing her as if she did something wrong.
She didn’t. But I need my hands on her.
And she hasn’t fucking talked to me.
Did she speak to them? Have they heard her voice? I’m sure it must be beautiful. Light and sultry, I bet. I just know in my gut that when she trusts us enough to give herself over completely, we will be blown away.
She hides her passion behind a quiet and shy nature, but nothing can hide her from me now. As my hand swats across her pale globes again, jiggling the tender flesh, she gasps and pushes back into my hand, silently begging for more. Soothing the sting with the warmth of my palm, I realize I should stop, but I can’t.
I told her five swats, I’m going for ten.
I told her I’d stop if she just said the word, though I don’t think I could.
