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“Here we are.”
A door opened, and she was relieved to lift her head and see semi-familiar surroundings. He’d brought her to her bedroom. When instead of setting her down, he kicked the door shut behind them and made a beeline straight for the bed, Lily began to wriggle on his shoulder.
“Put me down!” Now that she did not have to worry about someone coming across them in the hall, she had no problem vocalizing her objections again. To her surprise, he obeyed, and she found herself swaying on her feet as the blood rushed from her head. The dizzying effect was enough to make her nearly fall over.
She was not given a chance to find her bearings. As soon as he set her down, Nathan sat down on the edge of her bed and reached for her. In her disoriented state, she was hardly in a position to resist, so she went upside down again—this time over his knee, just as he’d threatened.
“Nathan!”
Her husband flipped up her skirts, and Lily found herself mentally transported back to the cottage. With her thoughts so discombobulated by her position, it felt as if her fantasies and her reality had collided, and her body responded. Between her legs throbbed, and her nipples had hardened to little points of arousal.
This time, Nathan was not deterred by her drawers. He pulled the thin fabric down, divesting her of even that bit of shield to her modesty and her bottom. Thus, when the first swat fell, it was on bare skin.
Lily shrieked, jerking on his lap, in response to the shocking, stinging intimacy. It was even more acute than at the cottage, though she would have thought a thin bit of fabric would not make much of a difference.
It turned out she was very wrong on that count.
* * *
Nathan
The spanking at the cottage, while indicative of how Lily would react, was nothing like this.
For one, Nathan had no compunction about holding her tightly in place—as tightly as he wished—while she wiggled and squirmed against his erection. The throbbing evidence of his arousal did not incur the slightest bit of guilt on his part. Now they were married, she was his to do with as he pleased, and while he would much prefer she enjoy their activities together, he had every right to punish her as he saw fit—which made his cock ache even harder.
While he’d never thought having a wife would be a point of arousal for him, it turned out her being so completely his spurred a possessive desire within him. Holding her was even more exciting, knowing she would be going nowhere afterward, and there would be no need to part. It inspired emotions Nathan had never felt before.
He was sure of one thing—he needed to impress upon his wife the seriousness with which she should take his warnings.
“The next time I tell you to stop, you will stop, or there will be consequences. You will listen,” he told her before bringing his hand down again hard on her bottom.
Lily shrieked, her legs kicking, and he tipped her farther forward, so her feet could find no purchase. She had to put her hands out and brace them against the floor so she would not fall—not that he would let her fall, but the force of gravity would make it feel imperative to hold herself up. Thus, her hands were out of the way, unable to protect her tender backside and leaving Nathan free to work his will upon her creamy skin.
Peppering hard, swift swats all over her upturned rump, he thoroughly enjoyed hearing her shrieks of outrage slowly turn pleading as her ivory skin pinken. By the time he’d covered her bottom and begun on a second round, his hand coming down on already chastised skin, Lily was wriggling and letting out unhappy little sobs, she immediately tried to bite back.
To his amusement, she did not plead for him to stop.
He had a feeling pride was the cause for that lack, but it certainly did not bother him. He would not have acquiesced, even if she had.
Once he’d laid down a second row of hard smacks, he paused to offer her a way out. It was their wedding night, so he would consider it a gift.
“Well, my dear, would you like to apologize and promise you will do as your told?”
“Bugger off!”
So much for offering an olive branch. Nathan went right back to spanking her saucy bottom without an ounce of regret, enjoying the way her pink flesh rippled as his hand came down again and again.
* * *
Lily
She hadn’t meant to say that.
However, the utterly patronizing tone of his voice when he’d asked if she was ready to apologize and promise to do as she was told… everything in her balked. Despite the sorry state of her bottom, which was red hot and throbbing, even more so now that he’d returned to his task, laying his hand down over already flaming flesh.
Tears trickled down her face as she sobbed and kicked, to no avail.
“I’m sorry!” she cried out, forcing them from her mouth. Pride was well and good, but that did not mean she had to be rude. The smarter tactic would have been to apologize and let him feel superior for a bit. “I’m sorry!”
