Their Virgin Captive (24 page)

“Did you think I was doing something I shouldn’t?” Hannah asked. When she’d stood in front of the camera, she’d known that Gavin would only be able to see her. What had he thought she was doing?

His flush told her all she needed to know. “For a moment, I thought you were teasing me, like Nikki used to.”

Dex turned on his brother, his face going mulish and stubborn. “Asshole, she’s nothing like Nikki.”

“I know. And I figured out quickly that something was wrong.” But Gavin still hadn’t held her since that moment when she’d run into his arms. After that, he’d picked up her robe and covered her, his touch almost impersonal. He’d found her skirt and blouse, but he hadn’t offered to dress her. Nor had Dex. They were both so polite and distant.

She needed to feel alive—and loved. But Dex merely leaned back against the wall, watching her, his eyes hooded with anxiety. Gavin held back, his face concerned, but he made no move toward her.

Slade smoothed back her hair and tilted her chin up to him. “I see that you need something, baby. Tell me what.”

Hannah didn’t hesitate. “All of you. Together with me.”

She needed to lose herself in the pleasure they gave. She needed them surrounding her.

“Hannah, you’ve been through a lot.” Gavin said one thing, but his eyes said another. They were eating her up, and her sex clenched at his hungry expression. So why wasn’t he moving toward her?

“You should rest,” Dex insisted softly, but he refused to look at her. “I can sleep in one of the other bedrooms. You need your rest tonight.”

“I’ll do the same,” Gavin offered, the desire on his face dissipating. “And there’s another room for Slade. I’ll have it made up, too.”

Slade’s arms tightened around her. “I’m staying with Hannah.” He was the only one? The others didn’t want her anymore? Her first instinct was to cry, but anger rose faster.

Before she could confront them, Slade stepped in. “You’d better explain yourselves, brothers.

Or she might start throwing things again.”

“Never mind.” Hannah couldn’t believe they were done with her. But if Dex and Gavin didn’t want her, then she would take Slade and pour all her love into him. “We’ll be fine on our own. They can sleep wherever they want. But they should go now because I’m going to kiss you, Slade James. I want you.”

A long, slow smile crossed his ridiculously handsome face. “I want you, too, baby. You wanna play?”

That sounded wonderful and mind-consuming. “Please.”

“You want to play
now
?” Dex stared at her in disbelief.

“You heard the lady. Find your position, Hannah,” Slade murmured. “And stop topping from the bottom.”

Hannah fell to her knees. “I don’t know what that means.”

A low chuckle rumbled from Slade’s chest as he touched her head. “It means you’re trying to manipulate me to get what you want.”

Hannah shrugged. She wasn’t going to stop doing that. Slade would have to get used to that bottom topping thing.

“It makes you a bratty little sub,” Dex said, his voice taking on the low growl that made Hannah’s heart race. When he finally looked her way, his stare was hot and dark with the threat of sin.

“We agreed to give her time,” Gavin said. But he was pushing away from the wall, closer, stalking her.

“Time to what?” Hannah shivered as they closed in.

They all could have died today. She didn’t want to waste time. She just wanted to feel them.

Slade’s hand tangled in her hair. The little bite of pain made her moan. “Are we playing?” Hannah knew where he was going with this. “Yes, Sir.”

“Then obey me. Your Masters need to talk. No interrupting.” He smiled. “Listen for a bit.

You might learn something.”

Maybe…but she’d probably have trouble keeping quiet. Even so, Hannah was done questioning whether she was capable of this relationship or good enough for them. She was exactly what these three men needed.

And she needed them. She needed the deep understanding and soul connection she’d found with Slade. She craved Dex’s crazy alpha male dominance. And she wanted Gavin’s duality. He was all smooth operator on the surface, but underneath he needed her more than the other two.

“She’s been through a terrible ordeal. She’s got to be traumatized. Do you really think she needs us to spank her and tie her up now?” Gavin asked.

That was exactly what she needed, especially if they brought out that spreader thingee.

Hannah opened her mouth to tell them, but Slade’s expression made her stop.

“I think Hannah has stated what she needs. I believe playing rough with her would reassure her that we’re here for her in whatever way she needs.” Slade sounded very reasonable. He always understood her.

“Lyle made her undress. We don’t really know what else he did to her. How will we know if something we do will bring it all back?” Dex sounded tortured.

Hannah looked up at Slade, trying without words to make her needs plain.

Slade sighed. “Tell them. They won’t believe me.”

“He didn’t do anything awful to me. Gavin got to him before he’d really laid a hand on me. I took off my robe because it bought me some time. I didn’t like him looking at me, but even if he’d raped me, I would still be yours. I’d still need this. But you’re hesitating. Should I be worried that you don’t want me anymore? Maybe now that the danger is over and your protective instincts are down, you don’t find me as appealing. If that’s the case, then you should run along to your own beds.”

She was very satisfied when Gavin’s mouth dropped open and Dex’s eyes narrowed.

“That’s over-the-line bratty.” Dex’s body language changed. He popped his shoulders back and firmed his jaw. His demeanor went from hesitant to commanding in a heartbeat. “I don’t like that, Hannah. What do you call me when we’re playing?”

“Sir.” She repressed a smile. Yes, she was probably going to top from the bottom a lot.

“I prefer Master, baby,” he drawled. “And I have a few questions for you. Care to explain why you were alone outside the house when you had a stalker after you?” Hannah bit her bottom lip. Put that way, it sounded a bit careless. “I was getting some fresh air and enjoying the sunlight.”

“What were Master Gavin’s instructions?” Dex barked.

Boy, when he decided to go into Dom mode, he went all the way.

“He told me to stay in the house. But I didn’t really think about the patio not being a part of the house.” She hadn’t been thinking at all.

“I like the way Master Gavin sounds, Hannah.” Gavin looked down at her, hovering close.

“You’ll call me that in the bedroom from now on. Let me hear it.” Hannah knew he was still worried about being on the outside. “Yes, Master Gavin.”

“Did you disobey a direct order given for your safety?” Gavin growled.

She nodded, wincing. She might be in more trouble than she’d imagined. She suspected that her backside was about to get very sore.

“Hannah, pick a safe word.” Dex touched her head, his hand stroking her. She couldn’t miss the way his cock strained against his jeans.

They were all so worried about her. Only Slade understood that she needed them full throttle and hard to handle. And she needed them now. She wanted everything the James Gang could dish out.

“How about elephant? I promise to use it if things get to too tough to take, but I want something from you, too, Dex.”

His eyes warmed. “I might be willing to grant you a favor, baby.”

“Change your name.”

He stepped back, scowled. “What?”

Dex might be shocked, but his brothers were smiling.

“We tried to convince him to do it, sweetheart.” Slade’s hands were on the buttons of his shirt.

“He refused because he said he didn’t want the last name of the man who’d abandoned him,” Gavin explained.

Hannah looked up at Dex. “But it’s going to be my name, too. Unless you think I should keep mine. We could have a very modern marriage, keep everything separate.”

“Hell, no. There isn’t going to be any of that, Hannah. You will take your husbands’ name and that’s that,” Dex said with finality. “I’ll talk to the lawyer tomorrow. We need to tell him to stop the mess Gavin started, too.”

Slade knelt behind her and slid his hands under her shirt, slipping it off and exposing her to the chilly air and his brothers’ heated gazes. He cupped her breasts, and she sighed in his arms.

This was what she’d needed. She felt safer now that they surrounded her.

Gavin watched the hands on her breasts. “I don’t believe I’ll stop the distribution of stock, merely alter it. I’m going to split the company four ways. I think our wife should have a say, too.”

Tears filled Hannah’s eyes. “You can’t do that. Gavin, I was ready to sign whatever prenuptial agreement you wanted.”

His eyes hardened. “No, Hannah. This is going to work, and this is going to be your company, too. Do you understand?”

She nodded. They were giving her a great gift, but it went far past the monetary value. They were giving her a family she could count on. “I love you, all of you.” Gavin got to one knee and kissed her soundly. “I will never make you regret that.”

“But I might,” Dex said. “You’ve had all the concessions you’re getting for the night. Now present that ass to your Masters for punishment.”

“First, pass me the clamps. I want to see these nipples decorated.” Slade pinched at them, rolling Hannah’s nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

Hannah tried not to squirm. She watched Dex walk to the small closet and pull out a box.

Slade thumbed and twisted her nipples while Gavin tossed his shirt aside, exposing his wide, hard-muscled chest.

“I don’t think they’re hard enough yet.” Gavin tweaked one of her nipples.

“Perhaps a little tongue play would get them where we need,” Slade suggested.

“I was thinking the same thing.” Gavin bent his head and sucked a hard tip into his mouth.

As he drew her nipple into his hot mouth, the sensation shot straight from her breast to her pussy. Hannah gasped. Gavin sucked hard, his teeth just grazing the edge of her flesh, lighting her up. He bit down gently as his hand found her thigh.

Dex knelt beside Gavin, a small piece of jewelry in his hand. He held it up for her perusal.

“This is a clamp, Hannah. I’ll clamp your nipples when you’ve been a bad girl, or simply because I want to decorate my gorgeous girl’s body.”

Hannah hissed a little as he pinched her free nipple, then clamped it. Gavin worked on her other nipple, sucking and laving it with affection. Then Dex clamped that one, too, before gently hauling Hannah to her feet. The clamps jangled, the weight of them making Hannah incredibly aware of her breasts.

“See, that’s just pretty,” Gavin said with a sweetly lecherous smile.

Dex tugged carefully at one, grinning when Hannah shivered. “So sensitive. It’s time to light up that lovely backside of yours. Bend over and put your hands on the table. I want that ass in the air. Do you need a gag?”

“I don’t know. Will I?” The question came out as a breathless little squeak.

“I love hearing your cries, baby. It makes my cock weep, but Gavin is new to all this.”

“Why don’t you let me decide what I can handle?” Gavin shot back.

Slade’s lips quirked in a sarcastic grin. “We could give him a safe word, too.”

“Fuck you, Slade. Hannah, your Master gave you an order. Why aren’t you obeying?” Gavin demanded, his voice all deep and dark.

Slade chuckled, and Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. She had her men exactly how she wanted them—working together.

She walked to the table and placed her palms flat on the walnut table. She arched, raising her ass to them.

“This won’t do,” Slade said as he yanked on her skirt, tugging it down, then kicking it away.

“That’s better. Do you have any idea how much I love you? Sometimes I think my life really began the day you walked into it.”

Hannah twisted to gaze up at him. The warmth in his blue eyes made her heart well with emotion.

Slade’s hand caressed down the line of her spine, then he dropped a kiss between her shoulders.

“I thought I was going to die when I realized how close that asshole had gotten to you.” Dex chimed in, his big, rough hands caressing her hips. “I don’t know what I would have done if he’d hurt you.”

“It would have been bad, brother,” Gavin said, his hand tangled in her hair. He moved closer, then whispered in her ear. “You did what I couldn’t. You made us a family, sweetheart. I promise to love you for the rest of my life. I won’t let you down again.” He kissed her cheek—and dropped a blindfold over her eyes.

Hannah barely had time to wallow in the sweetness of their devotion before it began.
Smack.

“This isn’t going to go easy, darlin’,” Dex intoned, his Texas accent more pronounced as he became aroused. “You owe us twenty-five for disobeying.”

Smack.
This one on her right cheek had to have come from Slade. Tears formed, hot and desperate, in her eyes. “And another five for trying to top from the bottom.” She didn’t point out that she hadn’t tried; she’d done it. She had everything she wanted, including this spanking.

Smack.
The hardest one yet, and it had landed right between her cheeks, heating up the crack of her ass.

“That’s for throwing glassware at my head.” Gavin hummed. “Fuck, that’s pretty. It’s so pink.”

She felt someone pull her cheeks apart.

“Where is the plug, Hannah?” Displeasure resonated in Dex’s voice.

She’d forgotten about that. “I took it out.”

Hannah didn’t mention that she’d thrown it away.

All three men growled.

The smacks rained down, one after another. She heard them counting, but somewhere at ten they seemed to recede until all she felt was her body and its sensations. Tears squeezed from her eyes. Even that felt good. The pain released not only the fears and worries she’d buried deep inside her, but it freed up some reserve and uncertainty that she’d kept chained up. She was safe here. She could trust her men and discover herself.

Heat lit up the flesh of her ass. It only started out as sharp, stinging pain. Then…it morphed into a deep warmth, seeping beneath her skin. Every nerve in her body leapt to life, kindling need in her veins. Her breasts, weighed down by the clamps, brushed the cool wood of the table, setting off another wave of awareness. Everything inside her seemed awake and alive.