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She charged toward the red bags Micah had brought in from the limo, and that’s when things became a little more intriguing.
She tried obviously very hard to surreptitiously slide the smaller of the two bags under a table, then made a great show of pulling out a board game.
“Monopoly? I think a long, long, long game of Monopoly is exactly what we need to be doing right now. This is going to be so much fun, Lindsay’s brothers. What do you say?”
“We say we’re going to bend you over the table and spank that pretty ass of yours a jolly shade of red if you don’t tell us the truth about why we’re here,” Leo said.
She swallowed visibly. Her eyes widened, and her cheeks reddened even more before their eyes.
There wasn’t a woman more beautiful than Andrea Dawson. And she was theirs.
This was it. There was no going back from this moment. Once they put their hands on her, there wasn’t anything they wouldn’t do to keep her.
They glanced at each other, one brief look that solidified the sum of their lives. Andrea Dawson was going to be their wife.
The box of Monopoly fell from her hand. She took three steps back and bumped into a table as they converged on her. Their fingers flexed at the thought of touching her. Their cocks hardened to rock at the thought of possessing her body.
Chapter Eight
Andrea almost swallowed her tongue when Leo implied they were going to spank her and proceeded to promptly back herself into a table as they closed in on her.
The whole dynamic was off. The ratio—three to one—was so off it was a crime. But she couldn’t stop her body from quivering and her already-drenched panties from becoming wetter.
Dear god.
What had she gotten herself into? Nothing. They were just taunting her. Trying to scare her. And if she fell for it, they’d get a good laugh out of it.
“Ha ha,” she said. “Really funny. Didn’t know Lindsay’s brothers were capable of cracking jokes,” she said, folding her arms across her chest and giving them a smug grin. Dammit, her nipples were so hard that the tormenting ache in them weakened her whole body. What was up with that?
“Either you tell us what’s going on, or you turn around and place your hands on the table, legs spread, and ass tilted upward,” Micah said.
Did she hear all that correctly? Did they threaten to spank her? Her mind was not playing tricks on her. She’d heard them loud and clear.
“No.” She squeaked almost inaudibly, to both their demands. The tremble in her limbs wrecked her and every cell in her body blazed up as if her body had turned into a raging volcano.
“In that case, we’ll do it for you.”
“Wait, what? You can’t—” She clawed herself to reality, but her brain still hiccuped over the thought of them spanking her. Spanking her, she reiterated.
But now, the rest of her words died in her throat as sheer panic and shock took over.
As if she were just a puppet, she was divested of the oversized jacket and then found herself turned around against the table. On the opposite side, Aaron and Micah each took a hand of hers, forcing her to lean over the table as they stretched her arms out.
Incoherent sounds sailed from her mouth that should have been words, but her brain had combusted, and nothing inside her worked properly anymore.
“Just wait a minute,” she kept saying over and over, but couldn’t finish her thought.
Leo handed Aaron and Micah two candy-striped curtain tie-backs with little reindeer on them. She cried out in outrage when the two of them proceeded to bind her wrists to the legs of the table.
Of all the things they could have done to her…
Once she was secured to the table and no amount of kicking her legs out aided her in getting released, Aaron and Micah moved in behind her.
Gripping her ankles, they removed her boots but kept her knit thigh-high socks on, thankfully.
“Okay, Lindsay’s Brothers, the joke's over. Can you release me? And if you don’t want to play Monopoly, we can play Scrabble. Or cards. Or anything else you’d like. I promise this will be an epic game night. I’ll even let you win. I swear I—”
Seriously, they had to stop cutting her off mid-sentence with their antics and actions.
