The Reluctant Bride by Faulkner Carolyn

Author:Faulkner, Carolyn [Faulkner, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books
Published: 2016-04-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

She knew better than to move and was in place when he entered the bedroom.

"Come here." Kane sat down on the bed, holding his arms open to her, worry and concern for her written boldly on every line of his face. He needed to hold her, to reassure himself that she was all right. If he could, he'd wrap her in cotton for the rest of their lives. But he knew if he held on too tight, it would stifle her. So he tried for a happy medium between letting her jump off a cliff, because she wanted to, and tying her to his bed, so he'd always know she was safe.

Rissa nearly threw herself at him, and he held her so hard she thought he was going to break her ribs. He was whispering something in her ear as he rocked them slowly back and forth, but she had to strain to hear it.

"Never, never, never, never, never," he chanted, as if warding off evil spirits. Eventually, he loosened his hold, pulling her around to face him. "You are never, never, never to get on a motorcycle without a helmet again, do you hear me? Never, never, never!" He shook her hard. "In fact, scratch that. You are never to get on a motorcycle again at all. Ever. They're too dangerous, and I won't have you flying down the road with no protection." Kane caught her eyes. "Am I making myself perfectly clear, Marissa Antionette Davidson?"

She nodded, almost afraid of the ferocity in his tone and gaze. Rissa'd never seen him so wildly angry. He put her off his lap to arrange three pillows near the edge of the bed. "Take all your clothes off and get over the pillows."

Now, she was afraid. He'd never spanked her like this before, and she knew this was going to be a very hard punishment. When she hesitated, he ground out, "Don't make me do it for you. It's going to be bad enough for you already."

Shaking, she did as he said, hating the exposure as she positioned herself over the stack of pillows.

The spanking started almost immediately and continued relentlessly. He wasn't using his hand but rather the old razor strop that his father had used infrequently on himself and his brother. He knew firsthand how much that thing hurt, but still, he wasn't pulling any of his swings, tearing into her soft white bottom like the sight of her on that bike had torn away any sense of his ability to keep her safe. Rissa was screaming bloody murder by the fifth stroke and almost rose out of position, but his warning not to move said that if she did, she'd only get it worse.

So, she endured the unendurable, her voice becoming progressively more hoarse as she screamed uncontrollably with each lash of stinging leather applied to her vulnerable nates. It went on so long she thought she would die of it, that he would simply never stop. He'd

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