Page 29 of Under Their Protection

“Yes.”

“Do you give your full consent to allow us to do as we see fit as long as it falls within your boundaries and the safe word is respected?”

“I do,” I say.

“Even if you say no?’ he asks.

“Even if I say no,” I repeat.

“Okay,” he says with a sweet smile.

Max stands me up beside the table as Rowan steps forward. Rowan is quiet but still observant. When Max grabs the fabric of my dress, panic hits me.

“Woah. Wait. Hold on,” I say. I close my eyes and breathe.

“Talk to me, Nika,” Max says as he slows down but doesn’t stop because I didn’t actually call the safe word. He pulls my dress offand the chill of the air sends goosebumps across my skin.

“Their words are stuck in my head,” I say quietly.

“Look at me, Nika,” Rowan says. I open my eyes and look at him. “You are gorgeous. We are going to show you how much we love your body. Don’t let them ruin your vibe here, okay?”

“Okay,” I smile. Rowan steps behind me and unhooks my bra as he gently kisses my neck. The straps slide off my shoulders and my breasts spring free.

“Fuck, Nika. You’re beautiful,” Max says as he gently caresses my breasts. He gently pinches both nipples and I softly gasp. Rowan and Max switch places and Rowan’s eyes are filled with lust.

“Isaac wouldn’t know a good thing if it slapped him in the face. Do you want to know why?” Rowan asks as he drags his eye down my body.

“Why?” I ask softly.

“Because if I had you in my bed, I’d never take my hands off this amazing body of yours,” he says as he trails his fingertips from my neck down to my pelvis.

“Oh, but she will be in your bed now,” Max says from behind me.

“That’s right,” Rowan says with a devious grin that makes me smile.

“Let’s get to it, Nika,” Max says as he nudges me to the table. I take a deep breath and lie face down. Max runs his hand from my lower back up to my right arm and adds the restraint to my wrist pulling it up and out from my body. He moves to my left arm and does the same.

Rowan does this with each leg before slowly dragging his hand up my inner thigh. He stops just before he touches where I really want him to put his hands. He suddenly slaps my ass and I yelp. The burn that it leaves behind on my skin is glorious. He does it again in a different spot and I am more prepared this time, so I only inhale sharply.

“Alright, Nika. Are you ready?” Max asks.

“Yes,” I say.

“Focus on the anger, Nika,” Max tells me. “Let it consume you.”

I do as he says and focus on all the rage inside of me. All the years I have spent quietly doing as I am told.I was born to serve Harper. Everything I do has to benefit her in some way. The only thing I got to make of my own was my career, and even then, it started with my parents choosing my college where I was an intern. The joke's on them because I married my boss.

Rowan and Max are happy and willing to be my shield and my warriors. The only thing I know how to do is serve others but with them, I stand as their equal in every aspect. Even as I am restrained to this table, I am their equal.

Max brings the flogger down across my back with minimal force. It is just enough to make me groan. Warmth cascades over my body and my brain is buzzing with anticipation and excitement.

The following crack across my skin is stronger than the last. “Fuck,” I gasp. The slight sting radiates across my back, but fades away when Max runs his hand across my skin.

Another hit at a recognizable level of force and something mixed between a growl and a grunt comes out of me. Behind it follows a whimper as the burn is soothed by a comforting hand.

“There you are, my sweet Nika,” Max praises. The flogger comes down again and again. After the fourth hit, I cry out and multiple hands take the burn out of my skin. “Rowan is going to join. We want to hear you let go, Nika.”

The flogger lands across my ass, then the backs of my thighs. I groan and pull at my restraints, but they bring them down again. The more I resist letting go the harder the flogger bites.

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