Page 97 of Four Fiances & I

I know what’s about to happen, and I’m ready for it when his hand lands on my backside the first time.

“Daddy!” I cry out, trying to hide the smile on my face. From how he spanks me, I know he’s in a playful mood, and I make a split decision to keep it that way to give him a reason to smile for a change. He spanks me again before climbing off the bed.

“Don’tDaddyme. Stay right where you are.” I hear him heading to the drawer he keeps some toys in and decide if I’m going to go complete brat, now is the time.

“Or what?” I demand, looking over my shoulder.

“Or you will be taught a lesson.” He looks over his shoulder at me, and I can see the slight tic he gets when he forces himself not to smile.

Grinning back at him, I roll and jump off the other side of the bed, keeping it between us.

“Baby girl, are you sure you want to do this? You know the rules; I catch you you are mine to do with as I please.”

I smile and shrug casually.

“You will have to catch me first.” Spinning on my toes, I rush from the bed to the door and slam it closed before running towards mine. But as I reach the door laughing, Jason steps out, frowning at my naked body.

“Jazzy? What-”

“Grab her!” Christian shouts as he storms from his room. Jason tries to grab me, but I scream and run in the other direction, hoping to get to another room. I reach Maximus’s, but he opens the door simultaneously as Sean opens his.

“What the hell?” he curses, staring down at me as I stand before him for a second.

“Fuck!” I scream as he goes to grab me, grinning, but misses as I rush for the stairs.

“The brat’s mine,” Christian shouts as he takes the stairs two at a time behind me, completely naked. I hear the others laughing together as I make it to head up the second flight of stairs. But Christian is hot on my tail and pulls me down, so I fall onto the stairs on my stomach. He’s over me in a heartbeat and pins me to the stairs.

“Seems I caught you, brat. You know what that means.” I can hear how happy he is and smile. It’s worth any punishment he issues if it makes him forget everything, even for a short while.

“You are going to give me the orgasm you withheld finally?” Looking over my shoulder, I smile at him. “Or do you need one of the others to show you how it’s done?” His hand comes down on my ass cheek as I cry out. Spanking is never about the pain. No matter how much I push his buttons, he will never hurt me; none of them would.

“Have you quite finished being a brat? Or do I need to fuck the attitude out of you?” he growls through gritted teeth into my ear.

“At least I might get an orgasm that way if you do.”

Christian thrusts his hips forward and impales me in one thrust. I cry out from the shock and slight sting of pain where I wasn’t ready for him. But it’s the opening he was looking for.

“Are you saying I don’t pleasure you?” he asks, wrapping his hand around my throat and lifting my face to look at him. “Do I need to remind you, brat, just what I can do to this gorgeous body of yours?” He pulls almost all the way out, so just the tip is in my entrance before slamming back inside of me. I cry out louder this time, but Christian knows if I wanted him to stop or it was too painful, I would use my safe word.

“I think I need to force orgasm after orgasm from your body until you beg me to stop.” He pulls out until it's just the tip again and thrusts back in as I cry out louder.

“You can try,” I answer back, unsure why, as I have what I want. He’s fucking me hard and dominating me completely.

“The only trying right now is a little brat trying her daddy's patience.” He starts pounding into me, fucking me hard against the stairs. His grip on my throat tightens at the same time as he spanks me.

“Daddy!” I cry out as my body comes alive. My skin feels like it's on fire and tightening everywhere. The feel of the carpeted stairs underneath me as Christian fucks me on them adds to the pleasure in a way I never anticipated. His hand comes down on my ass again, and I cry out. He has complete control over my pleasure, so when he reaches round and pinches my clit, I scream through my first orgasm. Christian continues to play with my clit, dragging out my orgasm as long as possible.

“That’s right, come on Daddy’s cock like the good girl you can be.” His teeth sink into my shoulder as he starts fucking me hard again. As he loosens his jaw on my shoulder, the hand on my throat tightens as he spanks me again.

“Did you think I didn’t hear you swear downstairs?” he breaths into my ear. He spanks me again, causing me to cry out before he tightens his grip on my throat so much I can’t make a sound. “I hear everything, and you need to remember who is in charge in this relationship.” He spanks me again before letting go of my throat, and I fall apart again. Screaming through another orgasm as Christian laughs on top of me.

“That’s two, how will I give you the third?” he pulls himself out and rolls me onto my back as I gasp for breath, trying to recover from the orgasm that’s just nearly destroyed me. He grins down at me before declaring, “I know.”

He launches his face to my pussy and has me moaning as his tongue finds my clit. Christian devours me, licking as his fingers thrust into me hard and fast. There's nothing loving about this; he wants to punish me for being a brat, and forcing my orgasms from me does that.

“Oh my god!” I cry out as he nibbles on my clit before sucking it between his teeth.

“No point calling for him; he is of no use to you now,” he laughs before he starts fucking me with his tongue.

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