Page 86 of The Ruler
I took a deep breath. “The council would never force her to go back.”
“But you always knew where she was, didn’t you?”
I bowed my head and gathered my strength before I looked at him. “Yes. But Laura doesn’t want to go back. I’m giving you a chance to convince her that you’re not angry and that she can come home without fear. Maybe that will make her change her mind.”
Magni’s eyes grew stormy. “I’m not going to beg her to come back and I would be fucking lying if I said that I’d forgiven her.”
“But you wouldn’t punish her, would you?” I asked, unnerved.
“I’m pretty sure I would,” Magni said and walked on. “And I’m damn sure that she deserves it.”
Khan
“What does he mean when he says he would punish Laura?” Pearl asked me. “Magni wouldn’t beat her, would he?”
“Not severely,” I said to calm her down.
“Has he ever raised his hand to Laura? Is that why she ran off?”
“That’s not why she ran.”
“But has he? Beaten her?”
“No,” I said firmly and drew a sigh. “But he might have spanked her.”
“Spanked her?” Pearl exclaimed in a high pitch and looked horrified.
“It’s not as bad as it sounds,” I hurried to say. “We’ve all been spanked as children, and it’s normal for husbands to discipline their wives in certain situations.”
Pearl looked like she had just swallowed a fly and sputtered, “If you or Boulder ever lay a hand on me or Christina I swear I’ll…”
I was amused by her tantrum since I’d never seen her so upset. “You’ll what?” I asked and smiled.
“This is nothing to smile about,” she scolded me, but I was so turned on by her feistiness that I moved closer and reached for her.
“I’ll raise hell,” she said and pushed my hand away. “If you ever spank me I’ll raise hell and you’ll regret it.”
“But I can still dothis, right?” I grabbed her ass and squeezed it tightly.
“Give me your word that you’ll never spank me if I marry you,” she told me.
I buried my head against her neck and nibbled at her earlobe. “You’re so damn sexy when you’re mad.”
“Khan, I’m serious.”
“So am I,” I backed her to the bed and pulled my shirt over my head. “You’ve got me all hard for you.”
“You’re always hard for me.”
“Is that a complaint?” I teased and pulled her around, bending her over the bed.
“No, but you’re not listening to me.”
“I’m listening,” I said and pulled up the long dress she had on. “You won’t allow me to spank you when we’re married.”
“You need to promise that you never will.”
I squatted down, wanting to bite into her lovely round ass. “Uh-huh,” I muttered, kissing it and kneading it.
