Page 34 of Kidnapped By the Beast

“No hiding,” he growled softly, and there was steel beneath his tone. “If you’re going to disobey and put yourself in danger, then you will face me—completely. Now take off your robe.”

“I…I don’t want to,” Lexi whispered. But was she telling the truth? She wasn’t sure.

“Take it off now, Alexandra,” he growled. “Don’t make me take it off you.”

There was no getting out of it, Lexi saw. She wanted to be defiant and sass the big Kindred…but she knew she wouldn’t win this particular battle.

Stiffly, she stripped the robe from her shoulders and let it puddle around her hips as she sat on the bed. Then she gave him a look of pure defiance.

“There—I’m naked now. Are you happy?”

He nodded.

“I’m pleased with your obedience.”

“Well, don’t get used to it!” Lexi snapped.

Her heart pounded wildly as she stared up at him, her breasts bare, her skin flushed. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. And yet, beneath the humiliation, something else stirred—a hot, traitorous throb of arousal that only grew stronger the longer he held her gaze.

What is he going to do to me? she thought frantically. And why does part of me want to find out?

17

LEXI

Lexi didn’t have to wait long to find out what her “punishment” was going to be.

Brandt sat on the edge of the mossy bed, his broad chest bare, his expression grim. Before she could scramble away, his huge hands closed around her waist and yanked her forward. With terrifying ease, he flipped her over and draped her across his lap.

“Wait—what are you—?!” she gasped, kicking wildly.

But he was already adjusting her, one strong, muscled calf hooking around both of hers to trap her legs in place. His arm pressed firmly across her back, pinning her down against the solid wall of his body. Her breasts squashed against his thigh, her ass sticking up high in the air, completely naked and exposed.

“This,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, “is to teach you to be more careful.”

The first blow landed before she could even think to protest.

Smack!

Lexi yelped, her eyes flying wide. The sting spread across her ass instantly, hot and sharp.

“You can’t be serious!” she cried, twisting frantically. “You can’t spank me like a naughty child!”

“Oh yes I can,” he growled. And then…

Smack! Smack-smack-smack!

“Ow! Damn it—you son of a bitch!” Lexi howled. She thrashed, trying frantically to get free, but he held her easily.

The blows kept coming, hard and deliberate. Her ass burned, every nerve ending lighting up with painful heat. She gasped and wriggled, her hair falling into her face.

Oh my God. He’s actually spanking me. Like I’m some misbehaving child! How dare he—how DARE he?

But alongside her outrage was something darker…something hotter. Every time his palm connected with her flesh, a jolt shot straight between her thighs. Her pussy clenched, her clit tingled, and a traitorous heat spread low in her belly.

No. No, no, no. You are not enjoying this. You’re furious. You’re humiliated. You’re—oh God, why does my pussy feel so wet?

She squeezed her eyes shut, whimpering as another sharp slap landed. Her ass was on fire, and tears pricked her eyes despite her anger. She wriggled harder, grinding herself helplessly against his leg, and cursed herself for the way her body responded.