Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Don’t even consider it, Little Mate,” Ardon said, stalking forward.
She tried to dart around him, but Oldrik moved forward, blocking her escape route. The two shifters worked together to strip off Skye’s clothing. Too soon, she stood naked in front of them.
“I don’t want a spanking.”
“Have you been spanked before?” Ardon asked.
Skye shook her head slowly, hoping that would change his mind.
“Then it’s high time you enjoy this experience,” Oldrik said.
Enjoy!?!
“You’ll see,” Ardon told her with a reassuring smile. “Over my lap. I’ll go first.”
He had her stretched over his hard thighs in seconds. “This has done its job already,” he commented, running his large hand over her rounded buttocks. “Let’s take this out.”
Skye covered her face as he plucked the plug from her bottom, leaving her feeling empty. He didn’t seem fazed by touching her so intimately. Before she could recover, his hard hand landed on her sensitive skin. She reared up as the sting echoed in her mind. “Ouch!”
“You didn’t imagine that the good girl spanking wouldn’t hurt, did you?” Oldrik asked, comforting her by rubbing her back.
The next few swats blurred together. Heat built on her skin. She kicked her feet as she wiggled on Ardon’s lap. When the next slap landed directly on the seam of her pussy, Skye tried to pull her legs together. The arousal that had begun building deep inside her ignited into a fire. Confused by her own desire, Skye relaxed over his lap.
“Thighs apart, My Treasure,” Ardon ordered.
When she followed his instruction automatically, he praised her. “That’s my good girl.”
Lost in the sensations Ardon delivered, she couldn’t disobey anything he asked of her. Ardon finished his fifteen swats and rubbed his hand over her heated flesh. His fingers dipped into her wetness, and he caressed her intimately.
“Such a good girl,” he praised, drawing a deep moan from Skye.
Please!
“Soon, Little One. Oldrik will make you feel better.”
A moan burst from deep inside her as Oldrik lifted her from Ardon’s lap to drape her over his. Covering her face to hide her arousal, she realized tears streamed down her cheeks. She blinked frantically, trying to ward them away, afraid to be so vulnerable.
“Shh, Skye. I’ve got you. Let’s finish this.”
Oldrik spanked differently than Ardon. The part of her brain that could still concentrate processed she’d be able to tell them apart. His swats were quicker and stingier. The heat that had built on her skin flared into an inferno, rivaling the desire burning inside her. His fingers explored and teased her intimately when he gave her a break to recover.
“Last one, mate.”
She held her breath and heard the slap of his hand on her skin. It was the final sting of pain she needed to release the tension Skye had held inside. Tears coursed down her cheeks, dripping to the tile below Oldrik’s feet, taking all her worries with them. Skye hadn’t realized how much she was holding inside.
He lifted her to sit on his lap and cuddled her to his chest. When she hissed at the feel of her punished bottom on his pants, Oldrik lowered her gently onto the large, plush rug. He followed her down to hug her to his chest.
“Do you feel better, Blueberry?”
Skye nodded and pressed a kiss to his neck. How had they known what she needed?
Settling behind her, Ardon ran his hands over her back and smoothed over her hot buttocks. “You took your spanking so well, Skye. I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
There was only one possible answer to that question. Yes!
Oldrik kissed her. Nibbling at her lips, he seduced her into meeting his mouth fully. Skye needed more as Ardon caressed her and tasted her skin with steamy kisses. Shivering with pleasure from Ardon’s touch, Skye brushed her tongue across the seam of Oldrik’s lips, requesting to deepen their exchange. When he responded to her desire, she eagerly explored his mouth as she basked in their attention.
Ardon cupped her breasts. Squeezing them gently, he rolled the beaded tips between his fingers. The exquisite feeling made Skye ease her lips away from Oldrik’s. Skye wrapped her hand around one of Ardon’s. “Good. So good.”
When Oldrik kissed a path down her throat, Skye bit her lip, hoping she knew his target. To her delight, his hot mouth closed around one of her sensitized nipples. He drew it into his mouth, tantalizing her with his tongue. Skye arched her back to get closer with a small cry of frustration.
“Let me help you, mate.” Ardon lifted her thigh over his. He trailed his fingers down her slim leg to her most intimate space. Tracing her cleft, Ardon swirled his fingertips through the juices. “So wet. Oldrik, sample this. See how sweet our mate tastes,” he suggested, holding his fingers out for the other dragon to savor.
Skye didn’t think she’d seen anything so hot in her life when Oldrik lapped her juices from Ardon’s hand. Someone make me come, she begged.