Page 211 of Bride of Choice

“Jo need big tub lard?” he asked.

“If it’ll get me outta here,” I mumbled, then bit my lip.

“I go get,” he said quickly, then rushed off. I gaped at his retreating back.

It was that simple for him. No questions. Nothing. He was just gonna go on ahead and get right on it.

I must have been too stunned to properly pay attention because moments later a sharp sting arced across my rear.

“Ow! What the shit, you bastard!” I barked at Rek.

Rek growled from inside his hut but it wasn’t the pissed kind of exclamation I’d been expecting. Nope. There was a definite purr to it.

Frowning at that, I had a second to contemplate that before my left butt cheek was treated to the same abuse. Fuck. I’m not wearing any panties.

A soft snarl left me and my legs kicked out warningly.

“Now is so not the time for that!” I hissed.

“No find lard.” Hu came rushing back, pointing off where I couldn’t see. “Hu find better!” he announced, waving grandly.

Of all the fucking- Bum-bum then came lumbering into view.

“Kill me now,” I whispered. Groaning, slumping where I was stuck, I grabbed at the ties of my hoodie to pull them so tight my head now looked like a hoodie-puckered-asshole.

Bum-bum spoke to Hu in Lo denaii. In a way, I was kinda grateful I had no idea what they were saying.

Walking right up to me, Bum-bum bent, making eye contact with me briefly from my puckered-hoodie-ed view as he assessed the situation. “Stuck,” he rumbled.

“I am aware,” I muttered tiredly.

“Who that?” Rek barked.

“Satan, come to drag you to the depths of hell! Mind ya business! Hiding in there like a dummy!” I snarled back.

Another crack on my ass, my right cheek, then the left.

Bum-bum froze, watching my face redden as my body responded.

Glancing towards my stuck lower half to my mortified face, he moved in closer, and closer, until he was right up on me.

One glance down gifted me a wonderful view of the flag pole starting to rise up and greet me between his legs.

Jaysus, so not helping to cool my jets, man.

He moved closer and closer, until my head was pressing into his stomach and he was leaning over me. Thick fingers carefully prodded my stuck hips.

A sharp growl sounded from inside but Bum-bum snapped something at Rek in Lo denaii that had him shutting up instantly.

“So… about that whole calling you a coward thing… heh-heh,” I mumbled. Right about that time, I felt the hem of my nightgown shifting, open air kissing the backs of my thighs. “Uhm, what are you doing?” I squawked at Rek.

Rek replied but his voice was muffled. Thick fingers smoothed over the marks he’d left on my ass. My skin prickled and I shivered.

“That’s not going to get me out of the window,” I pointed out as warm digits smoothed up the backs of my thighs and his mouth followed. Oh, but it was definitely going to get me somewhere.

“Distraction,” I thought I heard him mutter, but I couldn’t be sure.

“From what?!” I spluttered.

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