Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
“Anemic,” she repeated. “What do I need to do?”
“We need to get you on some iron tablets as soon as possible. I don’t want to do a blood transfusion just yet but I haven’t ruled it out. Also, I want you to start having B12 injections. I’m going to send a prescription through to the pharmacy here. Can someone pick it up today?”
“Yep,” Remy said.
“Good. You can go to the medical center for the injections or come to me.”
“You,” she said. She didn’t trust anyone but Xavier.
“No problem, sweetheart. Now, I am slightly concerned about why you’re anemic. Do you have heavy periods?”
She blushed and glanced up at Loki, then over to Remy.
“Yeah, they’re really heavy.”
“Okay, that could explain it. I’d like to do an ultrasound and a colonoscopy to be sure nothing else is going on. All right?”
“I don’t know . . .”
Both men growled at her
“Oh, okay. Sounds like fun!”
Xavier let out a chuckle. “Not sure about that. But I want to do it to be sure we know what’s going on. Now, keep resting. Eat lots of iron-rich foods. And don’t stress. Okay? Call me if you need me.”
They said goodbye and she sat there, stunned.
“Baby?” Remy sat next to Loki and pulled her feet onto his lap. She was still in the onesie he’d put on her to nap and her feet were fully encased. He massaged them lightly. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but knowing what’s wrong is a good thing.”
“It means we can take care of you properly,” Loki added.
She let out a deep breath. They were right. Knowing what was wrong and having a plan of action was definitely better.
“How about we get you dressed?” Remy said. “And then we can sit and watch a movie or something, yeah? One of us can go get your prescription.”
Yeah . . . or . . .
“Or you could punish me.”
56
Loki wasn’t sure he’d heard her right.
“What did you say?”
Isa stared down at her lap, where she was wringing her hands together. Remy placed his hand over hers. “We don’t need to do this, baby. If you’re not feeling up to it . . .”
“But I am!” she protested. “I mean, I want to do this. I want the guilt to disappear. Please?”
Both of them shared a look.
“If you’re sure,” Loki said, cupping her face and tilting it back.
“I’m sure.”
Loki stared down into her eyes. Yeah, he thought she was. He glanced at Remy, content to let him lead.
“It’s a count of fifteen each,” Remy said firmly. “Loki first. Then me. And you’ll also write fifty lines. Each line will say: I will tell my Daddies if I feel unsafe or ill. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, sounding relieved.
Remy nodded to Loki. He knew why the other man was directing him to go first. Because he didn’t like to make her cry. But in this instance, he thought he could handle it.
Because she’d kept important things from him.
He laid her over his lap and opened the back-flap of her onesie.
“Helpful,” he muttered.
“I thought so,” Remy said as he moved over to the armchair.
So he had a better view?
Loki lowered her panties, baring her butt. It was a gorgeous ass. Rounded, plump, cute.
And his to punish.
“You understand why you’re being punished, Tink?” he asked.
“Because I kept things from you both. Important things.”
“And are you going to do that again?”
“No, Ki-Ki,” she cried.
“Good girl. Your safeword?”
“Cupcake.”
He started to spank her without warning. He kept his movements firm and hard. A steady tempo of slaps to her butt that soon had it turning pink. She kicked the sofa, crying out. But she never said her safeword.
By the time he finished, she was breathing heavily and her ass was nearly red. He rubbed her bottom for a moment. “Feel better, Tink?”
“Yes, thank you for punishing me, Ki-Ki.”
Okay, he hadn’t expected her to thank him. But he lifted her up and kissed her lightly before standing with her in his arms so that Remy could take his place.
“Love you, Isabelle,” he told her.
“Love you too, Lachie.”
He closed his eyes for a moment at the sound of his name on her lips. Maybe . . . maybe he could start being Lachie more often.
After kissing her again, he handed her over to Remy with a nod.
Remy arranged her on his lap, taking in Loki’s handiwork. He did a good job. But Remy intended to send her over the edge. So she’d know that she’d been punished.
And that everything was forgiven.
Isa wasn’t used to being spanked and she didn’t have a high pain tolerance. So he knew this would be hard for her.
But she needed it. And so did he.
Remy spanked her ass several times before moving lower to the tops of her thighs. It didn’t take much until she was sobbing. Until he knew she was crying. But he kept going until he’d laid the last spank on her ass.