Xander leaned down and kissed the woman’s cheek.
“You’re the best, Fleur. Thanks for coming so quickly.”“Anything for Harper,” Fleur waved goodbye and left.
“Let’s go,” Xander said.
It was a race to the bedroom. Xander knocked softly on the door, opened it and stepped through. Logan right on his heels.
Her light floral scent surrounded him. Light cream walls, a white iron Queen bed, and photos of a younger Harper with Ares and Xander decorated the wall, with lots of artwork of the ocean and beach.
“Hey, guys.”
“Hey, guys? Darling, is that how you greet your Doms?” He took her hand in his, kissing her wrist, the tension easing in him from the touch with her.
“I’d hope she had better manners than that,” Xander said mildly. He strode forward and took her chin in his hands. “Or did you forget?”Her eyes closed, her face scrunched up. “I’m so sorry.”
“We don’t want an apology,” Logan rubbed her back. “We are happy you are okay, Kitten. But we are very...” Logan trailed off. He didn’t want to say “angry” because he could never be angry with her.
“Annoyedby your behaviour,” Xander finished for him.
“Why didn’t you tell us about the audition?”
“I don’t think that new team is going to work out for us,” Harper said, winding a piece of her hair around her finger.
Oh, she did not just try to change the subject on us.
“Harper.” Xander ran two fingers along her jawline. “Your Dom asked you a direct question. Answer it now or present your ass where you will feel both our belts across it.” Xander nodded at Logan. Logan cupped the back of her neck.
She flushed, looked down, sighed, and glanced at him.
“I’m waiting, Harper” He pressed his thumb into the hollow at the base of her slender neck, noticing her body soften under their attentions. “If I told you, then I would have to tell you about my past, or it felt that way. If I told you,”—Harper gestured to Xander—“You would have told me no. Or sent me with so much security I wouldn’t have a chance.”
“Do you believe that?” Xander asked.
“Yes.” She flushed her gaze on their shoes.
His eyes met Xander’s. He nodded, smiling slightly. This had been a long time coming and their submissive needed it.
“You need to know we are here for you, no matter what, Kitten,” Logan’s hands slid down to Harper’s waist.
“Hey!” she cried out as he flipped her on her stomach.
Xander gathered her abundant hair in his hand. “Pretty words Angel. Some of them are true.”
“But not the whole truth,” Logan said. His palm came down with a thud across her ass cheeks. Harper yipped in surprise.
“You left out how you felt. Remember? I told you to never hide from me, I want to know what you are feeling, what you are thinking.”
Xander’s hand came down hard again, causing Harper to twist away, and Logan held her in place.
“Oh, we’re just getting started. Our belts need to meet your ass. Five sounds about right. You will count them, won’t you, Angel?” He whispered in her ear. She shuddered, her eyes closing briefly. “Yes, Sir.”
Together, they took off her pants and moved her arms so they were stretched out in front of her. Logan rubbed his palm over her smooth ass, Xander stood up and ran his hands along with her calves. Logan joined in, rubbing her shoulders, warming their submissive up.
Xander took off his leather belt, with a flourish, wrapped the belt buckle in his palm. He flicked the belt between his hands. Harper jumped at the leathery whistling sound. Xander struck her ass.
“Ouch. One, Sir.”
Logan heard the inhalation of her breath. God, she was so responsive, so eager to take this as if the three of them had done this before. He found Xander’s dark gaze and saw how he felt reflected in his eyes.
