Chapter 17
Cassie
One month later
“Come here,” Alexander beckoned, using his index finger to try to draw me out of my seat.
“The pilot hasn’t told us we can move freely about the cabin,” I said as I threw him a look.
Daniel laughed as he looked at me. “Nice try. We’ve been in the air for hours. I think the little bird needs a lesson in obedience.”
“Yes, she does,” Brogan added.
“That’s not fair. I’ve done everything you asked,” I purred, as if that was going to do any good.
The three men had staked their claim after Rocco’s attack, refusing to let me go.
While I’d been given a full month to get my affairs in order, when I’d requested a few more days, they’d told me in no uncertain terms my time was up.
They’d even chartered a flight to ensure I arrived in New York on time.
Of course, I hadn’t been alone to handle quitting my job and selling most of my things. I’d had one of Alexander’s soldiers close by at all times. All three men had feared some retaliation after Rocco’s death.
I continued to think about that horrible day, but this was a new beginning, although they hadn’t provided a single detail about what that meant.
Now I was on a plane bound for a mysterious location, although I suspected we were returning to the island where it had all begun.
I felt confident of my thought process given the ridiculous but colorful tropical shirts they were wearing.
I was still shocked to see Alexander in particular in an orange Hawaiian shirt.
Our strange love affair.
“Uh-huh. You are a very bad girl, and you know it. Come here.” I could tell Alexander wouldn’t allow me to continue disobeying him.
After unfastening my seatbelt, I sashayed over, taking my time. When I was close, he jerked me into his lap, cupping my face. There was such a difference in his eyes, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
“You are going to learn that the three of us are in charge,” he said in a husky voice, the deep baritone doing what it had done from day one.
Making me hot and wet all over.
“Maybe.” I leaned into his hand, using my other to tease him, sliding my fingers down his chest as I ground my bottom against his already stiff cock.
Alexander sighed then shook his head. “You’re right, Daniel. She does need a hard lesson.” When he jerked to a standing position, carrying me with him, I yelped, digging my knees into his side.
“What are you doing?” I demanded, as if that was going to do me any good.
“Giving you exactly what you need.” Alexander kept up his grin, even winking at the others as he headed for the small table only a few feet away. He eased me down but immediately turned me in the other direction, pushing me over the edge.
“Hey!” I flailed my arms as he held me, realizing it was no use. Heat rose on my cheeks as he jerked my dress up over my hips, exposing my sexy new lacy red thong.
“Mmm… She does look good in red,” Brogan growled.
“Especially covering her bottom,” Daniel added.
“Don’t you dare! I didn’t do anything wrong.” I tried to shove up from the table, but Alexander promptly pushed me down again.
“Let’s try almost getting yourself killed by digging up evidence,” Alexander huffed as he yanked my panties to the floor, tossing them aside.
“I did what I had to do.” I thought about my father and cringed.
While we’d all agreed to allow the evidence to remain just between us, I’d seen a change in the man since he’d left politics.
He’d tried to contact me several times, but I wasn’t ready to talk to him.
Maybe I’d never be. I still couldn’t forgive him for what he’d done.
“Uh-huh, which is what drew Rocco’s attention to you,” Brogan said from behind me.
“Oh, that,” I huffed, wrinkling my nose. “It was something I had to do.”
Alexander leaned over, slipping the hair from my eyes. “Maybe so, but your days of being a masked assassin and a private investigator are done. Finished. Do you understand?”
“What am I going to do?” I asked coyly.
“I assure you you’ll have plenty of things on the agenda to occupy your time.” Daniel’s tone was different, taunting me just like the others.
“I won’t stay tied to your bed. I refuse.” I laughed, although I wasn’t certain I would mind.
“That’s a damn good idea. Let’s make certain we have handcuffs.”
I twisted my head, glaring at Brogan. “You’re all horribly mean.”
“Yes. Yes, we are.” After issuing the words, Alexander brought his hand down, smacking one side of my bottom then the other.
“Ouch!”
He laughed, repeating his action. “You should expect many more of these until you learn to obey us.”
As he smacked me several more times, I started to tingle all over even though a rush of pain forced a huge swarm of butterflies into my stomach.
Alexander continued for at least ten more swats, each one harder than the one before. Then he exhaled, making certain the sound was exaggerated. “Daniel?”
“I’m ready.” Daniel moved behind me and I threw him a look over my shoulder, studying his carved face. He was also different, sexier. My mouth watered at the thought of licking down the underside of his shaft.
A mischievous smile on his face, he cracked his knuckles then brushed the tips of his fingers in circles on both sides of my bottom. Did he really think the gentle caress would ease the ache?
I kicked my leg out, getting the reaction I knew I would, a single lift of his eyebrow. The man had sex appeal down to an artform. He lifted his arm, holding it the air for at least ten seconds, teasing me relentlessly. When he brought it down, I was jarred by how hard he’d smacked me.
Then he started spanking me in earnest, moving his hand from one side to the other in rapid fire motions. I was shocked how painful the experience was, heat building across my bottom like firecrackers being set off.
But as had happened before, I was driven straight into a moment of bliss, my pussy juices trickling down the inside of my thighs, my nipples aching to the point I hated the way they scraped back and forth across the flimsy little tropical dress they’d required me to wear.
Panting, I eased my arms over my head, trying to take my punishment like a good little girl. So much had happened in such a short period of time, but I knew I’d never felt so happy, or wanted something so much.
When Daniel cracked his hand four times in rapid succession, I jerked up, kicking out. “That hurts!”
I could see Brogan’s face, the slight smirk matching his twinkling eyes. He was just biding his time.
I didn’t have to wait for long. When Brogan took over, he dragged me up from the table, easily plopping me over his lap.
He was a man who wasted no time, relentlessly issuing hard smack after smack.
I wiggled and moaned, the friction as I rolled back and forth across his thick shaft filling me with several filthy ideas.
He continued, refusing to show any mercy.
Damn him. He was only making me hotter.
When the pilot announced we would be landing in fifteen minutes, Brogan rubbed my heated skin, growling under his breath. “Next time, I’m the one who starts,” he huffed.
There was going to be a next time? I bit my lip. Of course there would be.
“We’ll flip a coin,” Alexander said, half laughing.
Brogan helped me to my feet, every sound he made like a beast in heat as he took a deep whiff. There was a look in his eyes, carnal and relentless. He glanced at the others, his grin far too sinful. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
Before I had a chance to object, he yanked the dress over my head, tossing it aside.
“I think we have just enough time to heighten the festivities,” he added, his deep baritone washing over me like a fine wine.
I felt Alexander’s fingers as he rubbed the rough pads down my back, caressing my aching bottom.
Daniel cupped my chin between his thumb and forefinger, drawing my head in his direction.
When he captured my mouth, I pressed my palms against his chest, savoring the feel of his muscles through the tight tee shirt he was wearing.
The intoxicating scent of all three men filtered into my system, heating up my core as it always did.
The kiss was an explosive roar, sizzling all my senses.
When he thrust his tongue inside, I ripped at his shirt until I was able to slide my hands underneath.
Even the single touch of my fingertips against his skin seared the ends.
I shuddered as Brogan eased his hand between my legs, cupping my mound.
When he fingered my clit, I moaned into the moment of intimacy, my heart fluttering.
As Alexander put his arms around me, cupping my breasts, I fell against him, my legs trembling. The moment he pinched my nipples, I became lightheaded, butterflies taking over my tummy. The three men knew exactly how to keep me aroused, teasing me relentlessly.
Daniel stroked the side of my face as he dominated my tongue, the taste of him like red hots, as spicy as the man.
“Such a bad girl,” Brogan half whispered, the husky sound skimming across my skin. When he slipped his fingers inside, curling the tips until he was able to hit my G-spot, I was fearful my knees would buckle.
There was nothing as delicious as being sandwiched between the three of them. I was wet all over, my needs increasing as Alexander twisted and plucked my hardened buds. The combination of pain and pleasure was amazing, goosebumps prickling every inch of skin.
Brogan plunged deep inside, rolling his fingers back and forth until I couldn’t stop moaning into the kiss. I pushed hard against Daniel, breaking his hold and gasping for air, the pleasure that intense.
“Come for us, baby. Come on my fingers,” Brogan instructed, rolling his thumb around my clit as he continued pumping. I was pushed into the perfect moment of bliss, allowing the pleasure to rush through me.