“Yes, I understand.”
“Kellan’s going to take you to the bed while I get undressed,” Eli said.
Instead of taking her hand or just stepping back, Kellan picked her up by the waist and carried her to the bed.
“Kellan!” she cried, trying to keep her voice quiet so she didn’t upset Horse.
“Yes?” he said as he placed her carefully on the bed. “Something wrong?”
“I just . . . your back . . .”
“Oh, so we’re starting with the spanking, huh?” Eli said as Kellan rolled her onto her front and smacked her ass.
“Hey!” she cried as Kellan rubbed the heat into her cheek.
Eli came over to her other side and grabbed some pillows while Kellan lifted her hips so Eli could place them under her.
That raised her ass up in the air.
Oh God.
Kellan rubbed her bottom again.
“You got this, brother?” Eli asked.
“Yep, I’ve got it,” Kellan replied.
“I don’t have it!” she said.
Eli lay on his side next to her with his head resting on his elbow. “What’s wrong, baby? Are you saying your safeword?”
Was she in pain? Not yet.
Scared? No.
Uncomfortable? Only due to embarrassment.
“No,” she said.
“That’s my good girl. Turn your face to me. That’s it.” He kissed her lightly. “Why is Kellan spanking you?”
“Um, because he’s a drama queen?”
Smack! Smack!
Ouch. The man could spank hard.
“Try again.” Eli’s face grew stern. Hard.
“Because I tried to pay for dinner.”
“That’s right.” Eli’s face softened. Which drew her into a false sense of security and the smacks caught her by surprise.
She let out a cry as Kellan gave her several hard smacks to her ass.
Then he paused.
“Kellan is going to take your panties off now,” Eli said. “Any objections?”
