Page 112 of Fall into Savagery

My eyes widened, and I tried to escape, but Nikolay took Damien’s spot and pulled me toward him.

“Wait,” I said, struggling in his hold.

Nikolay laughed. “For what?”

“I—Let’s talk about this.”

“Okay?” he answered easily. He sat on the booth and placed me face down over his lap.

“Nikolay?”

He cupped my bare butt cheek with one hand. “Yeah, princess.”

“I don’t want a spanking.”

He laughed. “Yeah? You’re not a little turned-on, knowing I’m going to fucking spank you in front of my brothers? Knowing how on edge you’ve made us simply by walking out on that stage and letting other men see what belongs to us?”

“I wasn’t naked,” I said breathlessly.

His hand had made its way between my crease. He moved it up and down. I closed my eyes, knowing my arousal was making it easy for him.

“No, but you were fucking close. And they saw you. They got hard from the sight of you. And that’s unacceptable.”

“But-but they were already hard for the other dancers!”

His finger came up to my back end. The muscles clenched from his teasing touch. “Let’s talk about how you came out all over here because you got a message that someone was following Damien. Didn’t I tell you that you haul ass and run away when there’s danger? And what do you do? You come right to it.”

“I was worried!”

“Worried or jealous?”

I had nothing to say about that. I had been a little jealous that they were at a strip club filled with naked women.

He pulled away from me and spanked down my left cheek.

“Ow! Hey!”

The bastard laughed at my pain.

“And let’s not forget, she snuck out to save me,” Damien said.

I glared up at him. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked back down at me.

“You know better, pet.”

“And she’s been feeling neglected and didn’t tell us,” Mikhail said.

I wiggled, and Nikolay held me down with his other hand.

He spanked me again, and again, and again, the sound loud even through my struggles.

I kicked my leg out, trying to get away, but that didn’t deter him.

“Nikolay!”

“Yes, princess?” he asked, cupping my warm butt cheek, massaging it roughly.

I let out a hiss of air through my teeth, and tears burned my eyes.

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