Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Punishment

Nathan’s POV

Her breath hitched, but she obeyed. Slowly, she sat up and lifted her shirt over her head, revealing smooth skin flushed from our kisses. She pushed down her shorts, and then her underwear, until she stood naked before me, bathed in the soft glow of the room’s lights. I stayed seated on the edge of the bed, arms spread on my thighs, watching her. Controlling myself.

"Now," I said, my tone dropping an octave, "go stand at the window."

She hesitated only for a second, then walked over, her back straight but her hands shaking slightly.

I stood slowly, approaching her from behind until I was just inches away. My hand came up and swept her hair over one shoulder, exposing the length of her neck.

"You hurt me, Hailee," I murmured against her skin. "You broke me. And now..."

My hand slid down her back.

"Now, I’m going to punish you right back. But not with pain—no. With pleasure so deep, you’ll never want to run again."

Then I squeezed her ass.

She let out a breathy moan, her forehead resting against the windowpane.

"And you’re not allowed to look away," I added, my voice sharp like a blade. "You’ll stay right here until I say otherwise. Understood?"

"Yes," she breathed.

"Pull the curtain away," I ordered, my voice low but firm.

She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting mine for just a second—wide, uncertain, aroused. Then she obeyed. Her delicate fingers wrapped around the edge of the curtain, slowly dragging it aside until the room was fully exposed to the outside.

And from there, just a little way off, the field came into view. We could see the crowd having fun at the after-party of the games.

"Good girl," I murmured darkly behind her. "Now, you’re going to stand there and watch them."

Her brows furrowed slightly, but she didn’t argue.

"You’re going to look at them while I punish you," I continued, stepping closer so that my chest brushed against her bare back.

She whimpered softly, her breath fogging up the glass.

"Place your hands on the window," I growled.

She did, spreading her fingers against the cool surface, the muscles in her arms and back tensing under the pressure.

"A little wider," I instructed, my hand guiding her wrist. "Good... now arch your back for me, Hailee."

She hesitated only a heartbeat before adjusting her stance. Her legs slightly parted, back arched, presenting herself to me while the night world carried on outside.

My hand slid down her spine again, slower this time, savoring the tremble that moved through her.

"I’m going to spank you, and you will count. But you’re not allowed to moan," I murmured, my breath brushing the back of her neck. "No matter what I do to you. Understood?"

She hesitated a beat, then nodded.

"No, Hailee," I said, letting my fingers graze the side of her hip. "Say it."

"Yes," she whispered. "I understand."

"Good."

I brought my palm down hard on her ass, the sharp sound booming through the silence.

She flinched, her entire body jolting forward—but she didn’t make a sound.

"One," she whispered shakily.

I paused, watching the pink flush bloom across her ass. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, but she stayed in position.

The second strike was slower, more deliberate. I leaned in as I delivered it, letting my other hand curl around her front to pinch her nipple softly—just enough to make her body quiver.

"Two," she breathed, her voice strained, tight with effort.

She wanted to cry out. I could see it in the way her fingers curled against the glass, in the way her thighs clenched together, seeking friction.

She was already on the edge, and I hadn’t even truly touched her.

"You’re doing so well," I murmured against her ear. "But I can feel how badly you want to break the rules."

She didn’t respond. She couldn’t. Her focus was on staying still, staying silent.

I let my fingers trail down her stomach, slow and deliberate. She tensed as I reached her hips, then lower—hovering at her entrance. She was already wet, the heat of her pulsing just beneath my fingertips.

I let a single finger slide between her folds, just barely grazing her center. Her breath caught in her throat, her body jerking forward.

But instead of giving her what she wanted, I withdrew.

And spanked her again.

"Three," she gasped out, this one more of a broken whisper.

Her forehead pressed against the glass now, her whole frame trembling from restraint.

I leaned closer. Then I let the tip of my arousal brush against her entrance. Just barely.

She trembled, arching back toward me instinctively.

But I pulled away again.

A small, strangled sound escaped her lips, but she caught it.

"Nathan..." she begged.

I leaned in again, whispering against her skin.

"You don’t get to beg. Not yet."

I pinched her nipple again, harder this time, and her legs nearly gave out beneath her.

"Stay up," I commanded. "I haven’t even started."

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