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"I'm done catering to you. Nothing we say gets through your head. We've repeatedly explained the dire situation we are in," Finnian said.

"I told you and my dad that I could handle myself. If he'd let me stay in New York–."

"Enough." Finnian grabbed Jack and pulled him over to the open living room right off the kitchen. The sliding glass doors’ curtains were drawn keeping most of the morning light at bay.

Finnian sat on the emerald green sofa and tossed Jack over his lap.

"What the fuck?" Jack moved to get up, but Finnian pressed down on the middle of his back keeping him pinned.

"You can either take it gracefully or make this worse."

"Let me go. Do anything and I will—"

Finnian smacked Jack's ass effectively shutting him up. My heart rate picked up instantly. He wasn't going to do what I thought he was right?Why in the hell am I excited?I should dread anyone touching Jack even if he did deserve a spanking.

Jack recuperated and glanced over his shoulder, our eyes locked for what felt like an eternity. I stepped toward them, and Finnian's voice broke the momentary bubble.

"Ronan don't even think about saving him."

Cian snickered and tugged me back. I let him. Maybe this would help Jack understand and grasp just how worried I was.

"You can't do anything to me," Jack argued.

"Or what? You're going to cry to daddy?" Cian asked.

Jack gritted his teeth, his fist balled up on the couch. "I didn't do anything wrong. You guys were keeping me locked up like some prisoner."

Finnian shook his head, "You just aren't getting it through your head." He hooked his fingers in Jack's sleeper shorts and shoved them down baring Jack's creamy ass. Freckles tantalizingly decorated his flesh.

"What the fuck is happening?" Jack asked. He squirmed over Finnian's lap. His head was nearly to the floor as he was forced on his tippy toes.

"This isn't fair. We're each pissed off that you're the only one who gets to punish him." Cian leaned against the wall, his eyes zeroed in on Jack's bare ass.

I wanted to cover him up instantly. No one got to see him. No one but me. I forced myself to stay glued to the wall even as my stomach tightened, and the base of my spine tingled. Jack was a squirming mess over Fin's thighs.

"You're pissed that he escaped?" Fin asked.

Cian shrugged. "Fuck yeah. The princess got past my security. You can't be the only one who gets to have fun."

"I'm not some toy," Jack interjected.

None of us were listening. I looked between each of the other men. I could tell there was no way around it. Finnian was going to spank Jack regardless of what I or Cian said.

"I agree."

"Ronan!" Jack tried again to get up.

Finnian shoved him back down and pinned him in place. "Stop moving, I haven't started yet.

"This is embarrassing! I'm a grown ass man."

"Then shut your mouth and take it like one," Finnian shot back.

Jack went momentarily still, his mouth clamping shut as he glared at the floor.

Finnian looked at both Cian and I. His emerald green eyes bore into us. "Nothing permanent."

Cian groaned. "Take all the fun out of it."

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