Page 148 of I Will Break You

“Why don’t you bend over, and I’ll give you twenty-four.” She grabs the arms of the sofa and tries to launch herself up, but I pin her down with a forearm over her shoulders.

I should be furious at her audacity, but her pretty little ass wriggles from side to side, like the most potent form of temptation. Gritting my teeth, I force back a wave of desire.

“Tempting as that sounds, I’ll pass.” I shove down her silk shorts, exposing her pert little buttocks.

An almighty crash echoes from below.

She stiffens, her body going rigid. “What was that?”

“The men who attacked you last night are trying to escape,” I mutter. “Let’s get this spanking over with, so we can kill them together before they call for reinforcements.”

SEVENTY-FOUR

AMETHYST

I lie on Xero’s lap, trying to consider my life choices, but it’s difficult with a draft caressing my bare ass cheeks. What the hell led me to be stuck between four men in my basement sent to kill me and the mass murderer keeping me hostage in my own home?

Both have nefarious motives, but I guess Xero doesn’t want me dead. At least not until he’s extracted every humiliating ounce of revenge.

Xero’s large, warm hand strokes my skin, making me shiver. The pulse behind my clit pounds so hard that I have to wriggle to ease a little of the pressure.

“Count the spanks,” he says in that familiar, deep voice.

I’m about to tell him to get lost, but the sound of heavy feet striking wood makes the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

My legs stiffen. “Xero. What if they escape?”

“Then you’d better take your punishment like a good girl, so we can handle those bastards.”

“We?” I shriek.

His hand whistles through the air and lands on my ass with a slap so hard that the sting reaches my clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I say through clenchedteeth. “One.”

Before I can even process the pain, he gives me another. My back arches, and I inhale a noisy gasp. “Two.”

He rubs my heated skin with his large palm, soothing the pain. I can’t relax, knowing that, at any moment, he’s going to deliver the third spank. My body tenses in preparation for another onslaught of pain.

“Relax, little ghost,” he growls.

“Easier said than done,” I say through clenched teeth.

The pad of his thumb dips between my cheeks to circle my pucker, which sends pleasant tingles to my core. Shit. I never knew that part of my body could be so sensitive. Maybe all my wires are crossed.

When his little finger slides close to my pussy, my inner muscles tighten. I part my thighs, hoping to distract him from delivering the other spanks.

Sure enough, his breath quickens, and the erection pressing into my hip expands. I dip my head to hide a smirk, my body going limp.

That’s right. Xero just got out of prison, and he spent all that time inside salivating over pictures of me and jerking off to the scent of my pussy. He’ll soon forget about spanking me for a crime I didn’t commit and start with the cunnilingus.

“Fuck, little ghost. You have the prettiest cunt.”

“Thank you.” I preen at the compliment and open my legs a little wider to give him better access to my clit.

“And it’s all mine.”

My jaw tightens. I’m not about to pledge any part of my body to this lunatic.