Whatever he wanted to call it, as soon as I was tossed over his lap, the shock prevented me from reacting. He was serious about this.
I was stunned enough that I didn’t move even when he jerked up my dress, exposing my thong. And my nearly bare bottom.
When the full realization this man could also see a flash of my pussy lips came at the same time, I was mortified. My core had been throbbing for several minutes, which meant my lips were swollen. I was also wet, the icy silver lace damp and the G-string had been pulled in a way the material was wedged deep.
This was the worst position I could be in.
Nothing was about to stop him from making good on his promise. He brought his hand down in rapid succession, moving from side to side in a measured rhythm.
“No!” I yelled, finally finding my voice.
“Oh, yes. You brought this on yourself.”
Donatello was thrilled. Thrilled. I couldn’t believe he was daring to touch me. “You can’t do this. You have no right.” In addition to being strong, I was supple and fluid in motion. With a hard push on the floor, I had enough momentum to almost push myself off his lap.
Almost being the key word.
He was even quicker in response, throwing one leg over both of mine.
“I have every right. I was ordered by your brother to keep you safe, whatever it took. You remember, the Don of the family?”
The amusement in his voice created images of me locking him in the family mausoleum where he could spend eternity with my family’s ghosts.
Or maybe… “Je vais vous jeter un sort.”
He chuckled as if the entire thing was funny. “No, you will not put a spell on me. Gris-gris can’t work on me.”
“Wanna bet?”
As if testing the limits, he smacked his palm against my bottom again and again, drawing a gasp from me. It hurt like hell, the pain flashing down both legs.
“Trust me, little witch.” When he adjusted me on his lap, I could clearly feel his hard-on. Oh, my God. The man was built like… A tree trunk.
For a few crazy seconds, my mouth watered at the thought of seeing him naked. That would never happen, but the image might help get me through this horrific moment. “Why is that?” I struggled as his hand continued its relentless motion. I’d had no clue a spanking could be so ridiculously horrible.
“Haven’t you heard? People already call me the devil. There’s no chance in hell a spell would work on me.”
“You do know how much I love challenges. Right?”
His answer was to provide another crackdown of his massive palm, slowing the tempo as he covered every inch of real estate on my naked ass. He chuckled, exaggerating the demonic sound. I was surprised when he stopped his actions, caressing my aching and overheated skin.
I panted as tiny beads of perspiration trickled down my forehead, dropping ever so slowly to the floor. He rubbed in a soothing way, the rough pads of his fingers adding to a crazy moment of excitement. When he rolled them closer to the area between my thighs, I tried to cinch my legs shut.
Maybe I heard his breathing turn ragged or maybe I was hearing things. He hesitated while I stiffened, a part of me ready to beg him to continue.
I couldn’t want him, but at this moment, I did, the hunger wild and electrifying. His single hiss meant he was having a rough time keeping his oath of honor.
While we weren’t back in the old days where any breach in loyalty meant the death penalty, I had no doubt he’d be banned from the syndicate at best.
After my brothers worked him over one at a time. That’s how controlling they were over me.
“Alexander ordered me to do anything I thought necessary to keep you safe. This is vital. A lesson learned.”
Donatello wasn’t kidding in the least.
As he resumed the spanking, I bit my lower lip to keep from making a single sound. Wallowing in self-pity wasn’t my style. I simply knew I needed to get my message across to my family. They weren’t listening to me and the suffocation had to end.
I adored my family, my nieces and nephews allowing me to accept for the first time in my life that I wanted a family of my own. A doting husband and kids, lots of kids. And two dogs. I wanted two big fluffy dogs to sleep in the middle of the bed with us.
