Chapter 45

OPHELIA I sit up, pulling the quilt up over myself, which I realize is futile as soon as I do it because Xavier simply tugs it down again. “What have I told you about covering up this beautiful body, Cupcake,” he says with a warning growl. But it’s not beautiful, I answer in my head, wincing as I do. He arches an eyebrow at me. You’re about to be spanked for that. Before I can protest, he flips me over and smacks my ass. “Ouch,” I cry, even as warmth spreads across my skin and a familiar ache pulses between my thighs. Malachi jumps onto the bed, landing beside me, his skin damp from his shower. He cups my chin in his hand. “Naughty girl,” he says with a grin. “I didn’t do anything,” I whisper. He makes a tutting sound. “I just fucking heard you.” Xavier spanks me again, and I bite down on my lip to stifle a groan. “I thought you couldn’t hurt me.” “Am I hurting you, Cupcake?” He brings the palm of his hand cracking down on my ass once more. I groan out loud this time. “Thought not,” he