Page 48 of Doubts & Fears

A flash of disappointment shone in his eyes.

“You wanted to know what I was thinking,” I offered with a shrug.

“What makes it worse?”

“That I loved everysecond of it.”

It was true, but more profound was I loved that they wanted to keep me safe and that they all wanted me. It was all so wrong and strange. Yet I loved the way they handled themselves and the way they handled me.

They made me feel special. However, I wasn’t stupid. The reality that this wasn’t something new for them, the sharing of women, was forefront in my mind.

I mightfeelspecial, but that didn’t mean I was. Hello, Jenna, Alisha, and whoever Ivan had waiting around. I was fooling myself. If I wasn’t careful, I’d soon be hurting again, and this time not only because of one King, but two others.

“You and your brothers, do you do this kind of thing often? Spank girls together?” I finally asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.

“No. You were our first mutual spanking, but as I told you before, Alek and I frequently fuck the same girl.”

“Lovely.” That sinking feeling of confirmation hit.Nope, nothing special about you.

“If it makes you feel any better, it’s never at the same time, the fucking. I suppose we could make an exception for you, though.” He traced my arm sensually, and I slapped it away.

“So, what? You just play ‘tag, you’re it’ with girls? I guess I should be thankful Ivan isn’t sleeping with them too. I was right last night with Dr. Marcel. I’m the new Jenna, to be passed around like a whore,” I hissed.

“You’re no whore. I suggest you stop referring to yourself as such,” he warned. We rode in silence for a bit before he turned to me once more. “I think now would be a good time for you to answer some more questions.”

I sighed. I didn’t want to, but it beat talking about their girls, their fucking habits, or sitting in silence. “Very well, ask me a question, Crow, and I’ll try to answer it for you.”

“No argument? There’s a surprise. I’m not sure how to act, but I like this side of you.”

“I’m sure you do. Obedience seems to be something you crave.” I shifted my body sideways, away from him.

He grabbed my hair and pulled so I had to face him again. I gulped as his cheek twitched. “As do Ivan and Alek. Make no mistake, Kinsley, we find pleasure in many things. That’s just one of them.”

His voice held a hint of promise, dangerous and dark all at the same time. It made me tremble.

“What else do you crave?” I breathed as he pulled a strand of my hair toward his nose.

Then his voice lowered to that rumble, the one that vibrated through my core. “Are you trying to distract me? That would be a very dangerous game, baby.”

I shook my head.

“Good girl. Now, back to answering questions. We could start easy, make it really personal, like how many lovers have you had? But I could probably guess.”

I rolled my eyes. In a flash, his hand shot out, gripping my wrists with a firm but controlled strength. The heat and pressure seared through my skin.

“Warning time. Little girls who roll their eyes will almost always get a spanking. So unless you want Daddy to put you across his knee in front of Marcus, I suggest you don’t do it again. Do you understand?”

The deliverance of his words, along with the twisted smile, had me drawing in a deep breath.

“Yes, Sir.” The words flowed from my mouth as my heart slammed against my rib cage. Marcus’s eyes met mine through the rearview mirror.

He released my wrists and smoothed my hair back. “Now, where were we? How about you tell me something about your parents? It can be anything.”

I should have known better. Of course he would want to discuss this topic. “I would rather answer the other, more personal questions.”

“I’m sure you would. But that’s not what we agreed to. Now answer.”

I swallowed hard, ignoring the warning, choosing to deflect instead. I had officially lost my mind. Maybe it got left in my house and burned with my bears.

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