Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 566(@200wpm)___ 453(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Arabella took a deep breath in and let it out slowly. “I’m fine. I just might have to . . . ease into you guys seeing me naked. I know you won’t hurt me or take photos of me or make fun of me.”
“Never,” Eli said, climbing into the shower as well. Fully dressed. This hotel really had big showers. Made her wonder what other people who stayed here got up to. “We will never do anything like that.”
“And I’d kill anyone who did that to you,” Kellan growled.
Her unease started to disappear. “I know. I’m sorry.”
Eli turned her to face him. “You have nothing to be sorry about. Okay? We should have been more mindful of your fears. Not pushing you into this so quickly. Come on, let’s get her out of here,” he said to Kellan.
“She’s got to finish washing her hair.”
“All right, we can help with that,” Eli said.
“Has she got a concussion?” Kellan demanded, staring over at Eli.
“No. I don’t think so. Has she been acting off?” Eli asked.
“Hmm. She just told me that I had a big dick, which isn’t that strange since I do. But then she tried to blame her outburst on hitting her head.”
“Strange,” Eli drawled. “I wonder why she’d do that. I suppose she’s also trying to blame her decision to get out of bed and into the shower on the bump to her head?”
“Uh-huh. Yep. It’s making me forgetful.” She nodded.
“Then we better get you to the doctor. Right now. Let’s go,” Eli said.
Shoot! What was she doing? She wasn’t a liar. She wasn’t her father.
“Fine!” she cried. “It wasn’t my head. It was me. All me. I wanted a shower even though I knew you wanted me to stay in bed. I thought you were just being overprotective and I could get in and out before you returned because I didn’t want to stink. And then Kellan appeared with just his boxers on and I saw the size of his . . . of his cock.”
Really?
She couldn’t say ‘cock’ without blushing? What the heck was wrong with her? She really had to get over this.
After all, she was in the shower with a half-naked man and his brother was watching.
And that was not a situation she ever thought she’d find herself in.
Yikes.
And now she was trying to blame this situation and her sudden verbal diarrhea on a tiny bump to her head?
Yep. She was losing her mind.
“I don’t need a doctor. Unless it’s someone who can tell me why I’m losing my mind.”
And as she spoke she was aware that Kellan’s cock was growing thicker and now brushing up against her.
Her breathing grew faster.
“Oh, so not only did you disobey me by getting out of bed, but you also lied to us,” Eli said.
Uh-oh.
“I really feel well enough to finish showering on my own,” she said in a high-pitched voice. “I don’t need any help.”
“Hmm, you don’t? Well, if you’re well enough to shower alone then I guess you’re also well enough to be punished, what do you think, Kellan?”
Kellan stared down at her for a long moment. He wasn’t going to let her be punished, was he?
“I’m not sure,” Kellan said. “She’s still pale. Maybe some of her punishment now and some later.”
“Later? I don’t want to wait until later!” she cried.
“Ahh, so you do want it all now,” Eli said. “I think we should punish her now or she’s going to keep thinking that she can get away with disobeying us.”
Kellan nodded. “That’s a good point.”
“No, wait, I don’t want to be punished at all!”
“You don’t want to be punished or you don’t feel well enough to be?” Eli asked. “Because we will postpone this if your head hurts or if you feel dizzy or tired.”
“And you need to tell us the truth,” Kellan added. “We have to start as we mean to go on. Telling the truth.”
Guilt filled her.
“And if being spanked as punishment is a hard limit, you need to tell us that too,” Eli added. “No judgment. No repercussions.”
Okay, she had reached crunch time. And they were right. She had to tell the truth. Anything else wasn’t acceptable.
These guys would never harm her. They had proven that time and again.
And she couldn’t rule spanking out since she’d never experienced it. Maybe she’d hate it.
Maybe she wouldn’t.
“It’s not a hard limit. Yet. I reserve the right to change my mind if I don’t like it.”
“Well, you’re not meant to like it too much,” Kellan murmured. “It’s punishment, after all.”
“Hmm, if she does, we’ll have to throw in some orgasm denial,” Eli said. “That would likely work.”
Orgasm denial? What the heck was that?
Actually, it sounded like she didn’t really want to know. And maybe she’d be better off with just the spanking.
“Face the wall and put your hands on it, then bend down slightly, sticking your ass out,” Eli ordered.