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    back as she cradled her poor hand. She regarded Trent with fear, expecting retaliation. He

    glowered at her, a red handprint marring the bare part of his cheek, right above his silvery white
    facial hair.
    “I am tired. I am going back to sleep.” He turned to leave. On his way past Gavin, he
    paused. “See that she’s punished.”
    Amelia’s heart picked up, and her palms broke into a sweat. She regarded the brothers in
    shock, wondering exactly how Gavin would punish her. The knot in her stomach told her it
    would be physical. As barbaric as the Banded Men were portrayed in all the stories, of course it
    would be physical. She closed her eyes and prayed this was a dream, but when she opened them,
    Trent was walking out the door. He pulled it shut with an ominous thud, leaving her alone with
    Gavin. The one of the night.
    “Well, Amelia, you’ve only been here for a few hours and it seems you’ve already been
    naughty.” He clucked his tongue as he rounded the bed, backing her into a corner. She turned her
    head, refusing to look at him even as he blocked her in. He grabbed her wrists and pressed them
    against the wall as he leaned over her, preventing her from making the slightest movement.
    “He deserved that slap,” she defended. “And if you didn’t have my arms pinned down
    right now, I’d slap you as well.”
    Gavin chuckled, and she fumed that he’d laughed in her presence several times so far, as
    if she served as a newfound source of amusement for him. She tried to wrench her hands from
    his grasp, but he tightened his hold. She felt vulnerable and small in his grasp, and his pitch
    black eyes held her captive.
    “Please,” she whispered. “Please let me go.”
    “You have no idea how dangerous it is out there,” he said. “Females who live in the
    forest require protection. If we let you go, it would be a death sentence.” He grinned. “Besides,
    my brother believes you are a gift from the Goddess. Our new mate.”
    “Why don’t you already have a mate?” She wasn’t sure why, but the question slipped
    from her mouth.
    “We returned from war not long ago. We claimed this abandoned castle, and we’ve been
    preparing to take a woman. You fell into our laps like a gift from the Goddess herself, don’t deny
    it. Perfect timing, I’d say.”
    “Perfect timing, my ass!” She twisted in his hold, only for him to press his center against
    her, and she stilled the moment his erection, rock-hard and huge, poked her in the stomach. She
    shuddered to think how large his cock actually was, and hoped against hope it wasn’t in
    proportion to the rest of his body, in case she had the misfortune of having to accommodate it.
    “Well, speaking of your ass…” He began dragging her to the bed, and she pulled against
    him with all her might, panicking in the face of an unknown horror. Whatever he was about to do
    to her, she knew it would be awful. Traumatizing.
    “Let me go!” she screeched, but soon found herself upended over his lap. Bottom up. She
    froze, not quite believing.
    Oh, no . She was over his knee, and he meant to spank her.
    This realization had her squirming and clawing at his legs, trying to force him to release
    her, to let her run out of the room and far away from this punishment. Far away from this castle.
    “You’re feisty,” he said, wrangling her wrists together, until he had her hands pinned at
    the small of her back. “I like that.”
    “Well, I don’t like you!” It was a childish thing to say, but it was all she could come up
    with under the circumstances.

    His hand came down, slapping her ass with an impact that stunned her. Even through her
    drawers and the nightdress, she felt the full sting of the blow. He gave her a dozen more slaps in
    this fashion, and she kicked her legs and tried to slide to the floor. Beneath her stomach, his
    organ swelled harder. Larger. She kept kicking, wanting to escape his punishing hand and the
    hard evidence of his