Page 51 of Corruption

He slaps my ass again and I manage not to howl, but barely.

“Count.”

He smacks my ass. I let out a gasp. He waits.

Finally, I say, “One.”

Smack.

“Two.”

Smack.

“Three,” I squeak out as my ass starts to become sensitive from the hits.

He pauses, and I resist the urge to turn and look at what he’s doing when I hear him fumbling with his pants. But that will get me in trouble and force me to have to start counting from one again. I’m debating whether I want that when I feel the sharp sting of leather on my ass instead, causing me to cry out.

“Count,” Alik reminds.

“Four,” I say through gritted teeth.

We’ve gotten up to nine when there’s a knock on the door followed by Kiya’s voice saying, “It’s me.”

“Stay there,” Alik says, and then I hear him go to the door and open it. “What, Kitten?”

“Nadia… Nadia invited me to join you tonight. Is that okay?”

“Bold of you with Vaughn a few doors down.”

“We have an understanding,” Kiya assures firmly, and I make a mental note to ask exactly what understanding she came to with my brother-in-law.

I hear Kiya’s soft footsteps shuffling in before the door closes.

I feel Alik stand behind me again, and the belt comes back down hard on my ass shortly afterward.

“Ten.”

“What’s this?” Kiya asks.

“Nadia needs to be punished for her behavior tonight. My brother was just the wrong touch away from knowing exactly what was going on. And wouldn’t that have put us all in a precarious position?”

“No more precarious than if he catches me in here with you all.”

That was the wrong thing to say. But Kiya is going to have to learn how far she’s willing to push Alik when he’s like this on her own. Figure out what her boundaries are and how much she’s willing to let Alik tear them down. I’m going to enjoy every second of their banter. Because Kiya is a stubborn little thing when she wants to be. Especially when someone is trying to intimidate her as my husband always seems to be trying and failing to do with her.

“Do you want to take her place?” Alik asks.

Fuck, I wish I could turn around and see how he’s looking at her when he says this. If he’s caressing her cheek as he asks. But I’m not allowed to turn around right now.

“No,” Kiya mutters.

“That’s what I thought. Now. Come here, Kitten,” Alik says, and I feel Kiya join Alik behind me. A beat. Then, “Hit her.”

“Hit her? Alik… I can’t…”

“She could torment you downstairs in front of your family. She could have made you come right in my brother’s arms and given our game away. She would have if you hadn’t made it to the bathroom. She was relentless with you. Now you get to be relentless back.”

“I…”

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