Page 44 of Theirs to Treasure

Forrest dumps me on the bed, and I scramble to get away, only to have him grab my ankle and pull me back toward him.

“You belong to us.”

“No.” I shake my head.

“Admit it.”

Stubbornly I tilt my chin.

Once again, his reactions are lightning fast as he sits on the edge of the mattress then grabs hold of me and turns me over his lap and raises my robe, exposing my ass.

I’m stunned, speechless. “No.”

“Poke the beast, suffer the consequences.”

Anxious, excited, I shake my head in refusal.

“Zev, warm her up.”

“My pleasure.” Vigorously he rubs the backs of my thighs and my buttocks.

“Last chance,” Forrest warns.

Needing to know what will happen and more than a little nervous that I’m pushing this alpha male, I remain determined. “No.”

Stunningly he spanks my ass, blazing it with the heat of his palm and sending shock waves through me.

“Say you belong to us,” he grinds out.

There’s absolutely no way I’ll do that. I’m enjoying the hell out of this decadently naughty experience.

Zev kneels in front of me and fists his hand into my hair, pulling back my head so that I am forced to meet his gaze. “Sweet princess. At some point you’re going to have to capitulate.”

“I’m not.”

Forest continues his beautiful punishment and I kick my legs. When he delivers a particularly hard one, I yelp.

“Tell him what he wants to hear.”

Zev’s eyes, darkened by the midnight-colored sky, are so compelling that I can’t look away.

“Yield to him.”

Never.

“It’s what we want.”

Oh God. To be wanted by both of them…

I can no longer deny Forrest. Or Zev. “Yes,” I whisper.

His spanking immediately stops, and Zev rubs my burning skin.

“The words,” Forrest prompts.

“Yours. I’m yours.”

Zev touches my lips. “Thank you.” He sounds truly grateful.