She smiled. “That’s a very big promise.”
“You gave me gifts that were bigger.”
“I love you, Ev. I’m glad you don’t have to keep secrets from me anymore.”
“Me as well.”
“Which?”
“Both.”
She smiled. “Not exactly a romantic proclamation of your feelings.”
“Would you like one?” he asked.
“No, I actually don’t think so,” she said with a soft laugh. “But I do like knowing you love me.”
* * *
When she woke it wasto the sound of male voices.
“I’d like to see you take a strap to that pretty backside of hers,” the commander said.
“I promised her an end to all this,” Evston said.
“For how long?” Rocurt asked.
“Not specified. Indefinitely, unless she volunteers.”
“How about if her break starts when the kitten gets back?”
“You were the one who said I had no right to treat her like a pet.”
“That was before she turned out to be such a good one.” The commander stalked into the bedroom and sat on the bed, giving her backside a light slap through the linens.
She turned her head to look at him.
“Get up, pet. Your masters want to play with you.”
She raised a brow. “I don’t recall agreeing to have one master, let alone two.”
“Would you like a chance to run? We’ve got the woods. I can have them cleared of people so a naked little fawn can try to escape.”
She flushed, wishing that threat didn’t tighten her nipples and dampen her pussy. “Commander—”
A heavy swat landed on her bottom, making her suck in a breath.
“What?” he asked, raising his big paw above her ass again.
“What do you expect me to do?”
“For the rest of the night? Whatever you’re told.”
She pursed her lips, but her stomach was already clenching in anticipation.
“Gorgeous pout. Matches the pretty one you’ve got between your thighs,” he said, completely unabashed. “Are you coming out to the playroom on your own? Or does a sleepy little pet need to be carried?”
“I definitely don’t need to be carried.”
