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Didn’t mean he couldn’t have some fun with her, though.

Leaning down, he let his voice drop to a low growl. “Because,” he said as he pushed the plug in even deeper, “as soon as this plug comes out of your bottom, Daddy’s cock is going in your bottom. Is that what you want, menace?”

“Maybe,” she shot back, her eyes flaring with defiance.

“All right.” Shrugging, he straightened up again and slowly pulled the plug backward. “I’m nothing if not flexible. We’ll start with Daddy fucking your pretty little bottom, then we’ll put the plug back in for your whipping. But naughty girls don’t get orgasms until they’ve been spanked, so you’ll have to take Daddy’s cock in your bottom without being allowed to come. Sound like a plan?”

“No! No, it does not sound like a plan at all!”

“So you don’t want me to take the plug out, then?”

Silence met his question, followed by an annoyed huff. He was fairly certain that if she’d been able to, she would have stomped her foot at him.

“No, I don’t want you to take the damn plug out and you know it.”

“Ah, that makes much more sense.” He allowed himself a quiet chuckle as he pushed the plug back into her bottom. Need coursed through him as he watched her close her eyes, her shoulders shaking ever so slightly as she breathed through the discomfort.

When the plug finally slid home, her hole closing around the narrow neck, she sighed with such relief he couldn’t help but laugh again. She really was fucking adorable, especially in the throes of a punishment.

And because she was so damn cute, he gave her bottom a gentle pat once the plug was in place. “You’re being a very good girl for me, menace. I know this isn’t an easy punishment, but you’re taking it so well. You can let go of your bottom now, baby.”

“It’s just a plug,” she muttered, but he caught her blush and the hint of a smile on her face as she said it.

Brat.

Reaching past her, he grabbed the belt, grinning to himself when she shivered at the sound of the metal buckle clanking against the wood. “The count is ten. Six for going after Rowan, with an extra two for letting me sneak up on you in those bushes. And⁠—”

“How is that fair?” Her voice rose with indignation, cutting off the rest of his explanation. “You were the one sneaking around! Why am I getting punished for that?”

“Because you’re going to be an O’Rourke. Which means that even if you don’t go looking for danger, it might come looking for you. So you’re going to learn to start paying more attention to your surroundings.”

“But that’s not⁠—”

“Keep arguing with me, menace, and I’ll add a week of no orgasms to your punishment.”

Jaw clenching, she blew air through her nose, letting him know she wasn’t at all happy about his threat.

Which was perfectly fine with him. He had the rest of their lives to make her happy. Right now, he just needed her safe.

“As I was saying,” he continued when he was satisfied she wasn’t going to keep arguing. “It’s a count of ten. Six for following Rowan, two for not paying attention to your surroundings, and another two for sassing me when I asked you a question. Ready, menace?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

Chapter 35

Goldie

Despite how many times she’d written scenes just like this, all the years of research and reading hadn’t prepared her for how many different emotions she’d be feeling before that first stroke of the belt. Need, fear, excitement were the top ones she could name, but her entire being seemed to churn with dozens of others she couldn’t quite identify.

The belt whistled through the air a moment before the thick leather connected with her bare ass. Fire exploded in a line across her skin where it had struck, and she sucked in a breath as her brain tried to process the sensations.

Holy fuck it burned. And stung.

A second line of agony bloomed along her skin, just below the first, and it seemed to knock something loose inside her. Head thrown back, she let out a cry of dismay, right as the third stroke landed.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck that hurts!”

Brody’s hand came to rest on her bottom, gently rubbing some of the sting from her flesh. “I know, baby. You’re taking it so fucking well for me. We’re halfway done with the first set. Can you take three more for me, menace?”