Rona bit her bottom lip to keep it from trembling.
Aeron let go of her wrists and traced his fingertips up her sides. He cupped her breasts in his rough hands and stroked his thumbs over her erect nipples, working them in slow, tight circles. It was all Rona could do to keep from moaning. She could feel herself growing wetter and wetter between her legs.
“Shit,” Aeron said. “I’ve half a mind to throw you down on that bed right now and breed you into oblivion… but we’ve got a spanking to take care of first.”
He smacked her left breast, and Rona gasped. He followed this up with an even harder smack on the right side, and she yelpedloudly. It wasn’t that it hurt—it didn’t really—it was just so unexpected, so crude.
“Get on the bed,” Aeron growled.
This time, there was no hesitation. Rona obeyed, and she did so without question or protest. She didn’t ask what position he wanted her in. She already knew: all fours, with her ass toward the foot of the bed.
“That’s a good girl,” Aeron said. “Just like that.”
Murdok was still sitting on the edge of the bed, but he stood up now and polished off his wine. He set the empty goblet on the nightstand.
“I’m gonna enjoy watching this,” he said.
Rona glared at him hotly, then turned her face the other way. Zeth had come around on the other side of the bed, and he was standing there wearing nothing but his towel. The front of it was sticking straight out a good ten inches or more. Rona’s lips tingled with the memory of what had happened in the bathroom. The way Zeth had used her mouth. The way he had stained her.
Outside, thunder crashed, shaking the room.
Rona couldn’t see Aeron, but she could sense his presence behind her, large and looming. Then she felt his big, rough hand gently caressing and squeezing her.
“This ass is the perfect size for spanking,” he purred. “It fits my hand just right. I’m going to give you twenty swats, ten on each cheek. Think you can handle that?”
Rona was about to ask if she had a choice in the matter. Then she remembered that she did. She could accept her spanking, or shecould return the shares of stock Aeron had given her. It was an easy decision.
“I’m ready,” she said.
“Very well. Let’s begin…”
The first blow landed with a clap, rocking her body forward and driving the air from her lungs. She could feel the welt burning on her skin, and she could see it in her mind’s eye—a handprint made of fire. A moment later, the second blow landed on the other side, with even more force.
“Ohfuck!” Rona shouted.
A third smack. Then a fourth. Rona dug her nails into the sheets and held on for dear life as Aeron’s hand struck her again and again. She wanted to hold back her cries, wanted to show the Mercs how tough she was, but it was impossible. With each fresh blow, a desperate sound broke from her lips, as Aeron layered fire on top of fire.
“Shit,” Murdok growled from the side of the bed. “Look at the way that fat little ass is jiggling,”
“Oh, I’m looking,” said Zeth.
The younger Merc unfastened his towel and let it drop to the floor. His cock looked just as hard as it had been in the bathroom. Maybe even a little harder. He gripped it in his fist and started to stroke.
“Oh my God,” Rona gasped. “Oh my God…”
Aeron had spanked her ten times now. Or maybe it was only nine. She wasn’t keeping count. After each smack, he squeezed her and massaged her, rubbing the blow deep into her flesh untilthe heat became like a salve, and the pain became pleasure. She wasn’t just wet with desire, she was dripping. It was running down her legs, all slippery and warm. The Mercs growled with hunger while they watched.
By the time it was all over, Rona was a quivering puddle of need. She flopped onto her back atop the sheets, skin glowing with sweat, breasts heaving with the motion of her lungs. She spread her legs and let the men see how wet she was, how open. She let them seeeverything.
“I believe she’s ready,” Aeron said. “What do you guys think?”
“She fuckingsmellsready,” Murdok groaned. “Hell, I’m about to bust, and I’m not even inside her yet.”
“Zeth’s got first dibs, remember?”
“Yeah, yeah…”
The youngest Merc was already on the bed with Rona, every bit as naked as she was, and every bit as aroused. She stared anxiously at his jutting cock, and her pussy clenched at the thought of being penetrated by that hard length. As he moved into position between her legs, he paused and looked back at Aeron.
