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  Then there was the issue with the kitchen. Everything was in disarray, pots next to dishes next to glasses. If she was going to be in charge of these kinds of duties, everything would be organized exactly how she liked it. Grumbling under her breath at the amount of work ahead of her wasn’t going to help. Time to get busy.

  When she was finished, she was hot, dirty, and exhausted, but the kitchen was gleaming, every cabinet organized, including the ridiculous pantry. After picking through the selection, she set out to make a pot of beef stew. Nothing fancy because she was a horrific cook, or at least that’s what good ole Peter had told her more than once, but she did enjoy making bread. Once everything was in an ‘on hold’ position, she moved to Danger’s bedroom to take a quick shower, her thoughts drifting back to the locked door.

  The rugged cavemen still hadn’t arrived by the time she was finished dressing. Grabbing a glass of wine, she checked outside then moved to the hallway, staring at the locked door. She tried the handle again, hissing. There had to be a way of getting in. She gulped half the glass of wine as she moved into the kitchen, locating a paring knife. This was invading their privacy, but since they weren’t forthcoming in providing any answers... the thought had burrowed into her brain. She had to find out what they were all about and exactly who they were.

  The lock clicked, and she stole another look over her shoulder. There was no sign of them. She opened the door cautiously, deciding to keep the overhead light off. Inside there was a desk and bookshelves, a few boxes, and a single chair. A small credenza on the side held a printer. What was piled on top of the desk drew her attention. There were dozens of files, and papers strewn across the desk, almost hiding a laptop computer. Padding toward the surface, she glanced down. The assortment of papers appeared to be calculated reports. She tried to understand what she was reading, but nothing made any sense. Geological surveys, mineral counts.

  Dani picked through a few additional files and they were full of mostly the same thing. Why were they surveying the mountains? Maybe seismic activity, worried about avalanches? Now, she was stretching it. They definitely weren’t scientists. After allowing herself to become embroiled in the information, she heard a noise. Fuck me, they’re back. As if she needed to be caught snooping through their things. Biting back a gasp, she rushed out of the room, making certain the door was locked, and hurried back toward the living room, trying to act nonchalant.

  “Hi ya, big boys,” she cooed.

  “Uh-huh. Why do I have a feeling she’s up to something?” Danger lifted his eyebrow, scanning the perimeter as if checking for intruders.

  The four men stood just inside the door. While they were grimy, they each wore a carnivorous look on their faces. Wolf inhaled, making a deep-throated sound. “She cooked.”

  “She cleaned too like a good girl. Dani, this is Cane and Bronco. Now, everyone has officially met.” Danger shook his head as he walked further in, a gleam in his eyes.

  “And everyone has a name,” she responded, realizing the knife she’d used was no longer in her hand. Shit. Shit. Shit. She tried to act casual as she walked toward them, resisting wiping the sweat creeping along her hairline. “Would anyone like a drink?”

  “I like this already,” Cane murmured. “I’ll take a beer.”

  “Yeah, we’re going to keep her indefinitely,” Bronco chortled. “Beer’s cool with me.”

  “Four beers,” Danger suggested. “But I’m grabbing a shower first. Why do I have the feeling you’ve been up to something?”

  “Who, me? Drawing. That’s all.” She moved past them toward the refrigerator, yanking out three beers, her fingers stiff. When she turned around, twisting the tops, Danger had already gone down the hall. It certainly didn’t take long for her insubordination to be discovered.

  The others were already chugging on their beers when her lover walked back into the living room, holding the knife in his hand.

  “Is there something that you need to explain?” Danger whispered the question, swiveling the handle.

  “Um...” She wrinkled her nose as the three other men encircled her.

  “Let me think. Did you break into the office?” Danger asked, and he wasn’t happy.

  “Damn it,” Cane mumbled.

  “That room is off limits.” Bronco’s voice was gruff.

  “I was trying to clean the house, nothing more,” she offered. “I couldn’t get inside. I’m sorry but I didn’t know the room was off limits.”

  “Should have known,” Wolf added. “She knows more than she’s telling us.”

  “I was just curious. I swear to God,” she said as she crowded against the kitchen counter.

  Danger walked closer, the knife shifting back and forth in the light. For a few seconds, she was actually afraid, backing up, swallowing hard.

  “No, she was just being a reporter. However, I think we know how to deal with this indiscretion,” Danger stated, his tone much more dominating than before.

  “What?” she finally managed, shifting from foot to foot. When he touched his belt, rubbing his fingers along the smooth grain, she bit her lower lip.

  “Go into your room until we’re ready for you. And Dani? This one is going to hurt.”

  Chapter Eight

  Dani fretted and paced the floor, wringing her hands. She had the distinct feeling tonight was going to be about more than just a harsh punishment. Was she ready to handle four men at one time? She wiggled her legs together, trying to stop the quivering in her pussy. Her thoughts drifted to the conversation she’d had with Lisa, now what seemed like a lifetime ago. Four strapping men using her in any manner. What would her bestie say now? You go, girl. She could almost hear Lisa’s inflection. Groaning, she slipped her hand between her legs, rubbing her crotch through her shorts. Seconds later, she sat down on the bed, folding her hands together and waiting just like they asked.

  Like they’d commanded.

  Excitement surged through her, yet the anticipation of a severe spanking left her tingling all over. Surging excitement mixed with heady anxiety and an entirely new bout of shame. No Xanax would cure her. She must have a screw loose. Live and enjoy. This is that adventure you sought and fought for. For once, her little voice was correct. Living in a fantasy world wasn’t an everyday opportunity. She only hoped she’d be able to push aside her personal demons.

  She remained embarrassed about her lack of judgment in running away from Virginia with her tail between her legs. Peter had seemed like a beacon of hope, a chance to start fresh. He’d seemed amused about her sudden notoriety, even congratulating her for making her mention on NBC Nightly News. His suggestion about following him to Oregon had been like a gift from God. She’d never be able to forgive herself. She’d gotten herself into this mess, she could sure as shit take her punishment like a lady.

  Or a crazy sex fiend. “Ugh!”

  Just before sundown, Danger came to the door.

  “It’s time.” His voice was like smooth velvet rubbing against her skin, leaving her clutching her hands around the comforter.

  “Yes, sir.” She kept her head down as she walked into the living room. They’d showered, eaten what appeared to be several bowls of her stew and cleared the entire table—with the exception of a single leather strap and one rough-looking wooden brush. She gulped at seeing the implements, her heart racing. They were damn serious about her punishment.

  “Remove your clothes,” Bronco commanded. He moved toward the table, running his fingers across the bristles of the brush.

  She was forced to watch him as she tugged her shirt over her head. The men were watching her and with every move, their expressions turned more lustful, as if they were going to ravage her body, her sex. By the time she stood naked, she was trembling but her own building desire had skyrocketed. Even with the extreme facial hair, there was no way to disguise just how gorgeous each one of them was. This was indeed every girl’s fantasy.

  Wolf pulled out one of the hardback chairs, easing down. He beckone
d with his hand, giving her a dominating look.

  Moving slowly, she finally stood in front of him. One look into his eyes and she could envision exactly what he had in store for her, his sexual needs darker than all the rest. As he eased her over his knees, she immediately fell into position, placing her hands on the floor. She wanted to keep her composure but the second his massive hand smacked her backside, she jumped, kicking out.

  “None of that,” Wolf stated, pressing his hand on the small of her back.

  “Yes, sir.” She gritted her teeth when he smacked her several times, moving from one side to the other. The man was methodical in his actions, making certain her entire bottom was covered by his brawny hand.

  “You need to follow our rules. Do you understand?” Cane asked, standing on the sidelines.

  “Yes, sir. I do.” She would find information another way. The next series of hard spanks gave her a tingling sensation, the pain reasonable. Somehow, she knew he was just warming her up. He continued, the spanks becoming harder. Heat built up on her ass cheeks, creating a new round of moisture between her legs.

  “We’re in charge of you for the rest of the time we’re here.” Bronco’s voice boomed into the room. “You will do what we say when we say.”

  “Yes, sir.” As Wolf helped her to her feet, he moved to the edge of the chair, rubbing his hands down the length of her arms. The touch was gentle, more intimate than she would have expected.

  He issued a low-slung savage growl as he moved out of the chair, Bronco taking his place.

  She was immediately pulled over the larger man’s lap and knew instantaneously how turned on he was, his throbbing cock thrumming against her belly.

  “My favorite implement is the brush,” he stated as if he used it all the time. He ran the back up and down her thighs before tapping her buttocks. “Perfect for a hard spanking to teach bad girls how to behave.”

  The first smack almost brought tears to her eyes. “Oh!” Yelping, she jerked up, flailing her arm behind her.

  “No, you don’t. We’re going to start again,” Bronco explained.

  She bit back the next moan as he smacked both cheeks then waited for her reaction.

  “Better.”

  Clenching her eyes shut, she did everything in her power to remain in position as he peppered her ass with hard smacks, moving from one cheek to the other. Damn, if the man wasn’t perfect in his technique, creating more pain than she’d experienced before. Her skin was on fire, her breath coming in short pants.

  He smacked her upper thighs then rubbed his hand across her buttocks, his callused fingers almost soothing. “You’re doing very well.”

  She refused to snivel, to make any sounds. All the times she’d heard about dominating men, she’d had no idea what to expect. Now this. They were totally controlling and would demand anything and everything from her. She fell into the role she’d created for herself, the strong woman hungry to submit. Everything about this was cathartic, freeing her of the dozens of sins she’d amassed during the last few months alone. While the pain was biting, the sense of freedom and relief was spectacular.

  Bronco issued several additional smacks before placing the brush on the table. Instead of being allowed to get to her feet, she was pushed to the floor between his legs.

  He brushed his thumb back and forth across her mouth in a forceful manner, his chest heaving. “Now, you suck me.”

  A wash of longing replaced the stinging as she rubbed her hands up along the insides of his thighs, allowing her fingers to shift back and forth across his bulging groin. Even the light touch gave her an indication of how large he was, long and thick. Her mouth watered as she unfastened his jeans, pulling the two sides apart and freeing his cock. “Mmm...”

  He made guttural sounds like a wild man the second she touched his shaft, her long fingers sliding up and down. “Feels good.”

  She eased her hand underneath, freeing his balls, rolling them between her fingers as she pumped the base of his shaft with the other. Sensing Danger’s presence, she stole a quick glance at his face, shivering from his demanding yet pensive look. He wanted her all to himself.

  Bronco ran his fingers through her hair, gathering several strands, the grip firm. “That’s it.” His damp hair dangled over her, creating a series of goosebumps across her arms.

  Blowing across the tip of his shaft, she continued to stroke, twisting her hand, enjoying the way he throbbed. She darted out her tongue, licking across the sensitive slit. When he closed his eyes, tilting his head, she took his cockhead into her mouth, sucking, her tongue swirling.

  “God! Love it!” Bronco exclaimed. “I bet her pussy is as hot as her mouth.”

  She couldn’t take her eyes off his inked arms as she slid his cock further into her mouth, relaxing her throat. The taste of him was sweet, creating even more wetness between her legs. He was just as tempting as Danger but far more mysterious. She removed his shaft then licked down the underside, dragging the tip of her tongue around his swollen testicles. Taking one into her mouth, she raked her tongue back and forth for a few seconds before releasing him.

  “Careful with those babies, sugar,” Bronco teased.

  She carefully clamped her mouth around the other, adding pressure a little bit at a time until his mouth slacked open. Plucking his swollen ball from her mouth, the slight sound brought guttural noises from the others. Purring, she licked all the way up his cock until her lips rested on his cockhead.

  “Suck there, girl. Suck me like you mean it. I need that fuckin’ hot mouth around me.”

  Dani placed both hands on his thighs and took his shaft down an inch at a time, using her strong jaw muscles to clamp around him. She held the stance as he pressed down on her head, his entire arm shaking.

  “I want you to do this every day,” he whispered.

  “We need to finish her punishment.” Danger’s words were breathless and edgy.

  Bronco tossed his head back and forth before releasing her head and taking several deep breaths. “Yeah, I know.”

  As Danger took her hand, pulling her to her feet, she noticed the flash of jealousy in his eyes. The realization stilled her. She’d only met this man, but she felt close to him in the most unconventional way. Why had he gotten inside of her, yanking away all the layers? Why did she crave his touch more than the others? He pointed to the table, easing the belt into his hands. She wasn’t afraid of what this man could or would do. She had an innate sense about him, a warmth in her heart that was no longer surprising. In fact, she was beginning to adore the rugged stranger.

  She had a smile on her face as she leaned over the table, clutching her hands around the edge. This was so shameful, reckless. Crazy.

  “Twenty with the belt. Then we won’t speak of your indiscretion any longer.” Danger rubbed several fingers along her spine, trailing them down the crack of her ass.

  “You’re letting her off easy,” Wolf said, a rumble coming from his throat.

  “Maybe. Maybe not,” Danger shot back.

  Shuddering, she held her breath. The first strike was painful. The second created tears in her eyes. She gasped for air, her nails digging into the underside of the table. She even heard Cane breathing hard.

  Danger exhaled and caressed her ass. “This is what very bad girls deserve to receive.” He issued two more then stopped, his breathing ragged.

  “Oh!” She blinked several times, doing her best to keep from crying. As he continued, she struggled not to kick out, but she did at least twice, jerking up from the table.

  He pushed her back down, pulling the hair from around her shoulders. The touch was laced with such adoration. “Breathe for me. Your bottom is a beautiful shade of cherry red, just as it should be.”

  “Yes, sir.” Counting to five, she nodded and closed her eyes as the punishment ensued again, one coming after the other. Even the whooshing sound was surreal, thrusting her mind into a form of bliss that she hadn’t expected. Pain turned into anguish then changed into a
sweet moment of ecstasy.

  The other rugged cavemen remained quiet, but she captured their rapid breathing, and inhaled the scent of their building testosterone. They would fuck her like wild animals soon enough.

  The cracking was followed by Danger’s dark chuckle. “Two more.”

  By the time he was finished, tears had slipped from her eyes, falling on the cool wood. She was in a hazy state, her mind foggy but she was wet, her cunt muscles clenching several times.

  Danger dropped the belt and leaned over, pressing his lips against her back, and dragging his tongue down her spine. “So beautiful.”

  And she felt beautiful, more so than any time with Peter. As he gathered her into his arms, cupping her breasts and kissing the side of her neck, she let out the breath she’d been holding. She was more at peace than she would have imagined, her heart thumping and electricity surging between them. He pulled her back several steps as he fingered her nipples, twisting and pulling until she moaned. She sensed the carnivorous needs swelling in every man, unbridled desire for a woman they barely knew.

  Cane moved in front, his eyes glistening as he brushed the back of his fingers across her cheek. “You are one gorgeous woman and I can’t wait to taste you.” He kissed her mouth, his guttural sounds floating into the room.

  The kiss was gentle at first, almost sweet until he thrust his tongue inside. He cupped her face, his fingers digging in, the intimate moment becoming an untamed roar, as if a beast inside had surfaced.

  She was tingling all over, her entire body quivering. As Wolf moved closer, she reached for him, breaking the kiss with Cane, her lips finding his. Wolf was rougher, plunging his tongue deep inside, his other hand crawling down to her groin. Using a single finger, he swirled the tip around her clit. Everything about this moment was uninhibited, creating ripples in her blood. She was so alive, full of lust and energy, unable to think clearly.

  Bronco refused to be denied, pulling her hand back to his crotch. “I can’t wait to be inside of you. I want to fuck that tight ass of yours.”