Mayhem At Prescott High (The Havoc Boys #3)(86)

“How did the meeting with Coraleigh go?” I ask. I'd almost forgotten about that, in the excitement of everything else. The other boys turn to Oscar, waiting for him to answer. It looks like it physically pains him to have to respond directly to me.

I imagine it’s because he knows he acted a fucking fool.

“She's panicking about us cutting off her income flow, but I did get some interesting information about two more purchase requests from Ophelia's fancy upper crust friends. I had to put a knife to her husband's cock to get it, but it worked out. Also, did you know Marcus wasn't circumcised?” I just stare back at him, but his expression never changes. “He is now. I'm not sure that I did a very good job, but if he does what we say, his dick should heal just fine.”

“Fuck me,” I murmur, and both Cal and Hael chuckle.

“Didn't he already do that today?” Hael queries, and I glare at him.

“Speaking of,” Victor starts, giving me a sharp look. “You're in huge fucking trouble for leaving the school the way you did today. You broke every rule in Havoc's book and then some. I oughta toss you over my knee and spank you, wife.”

“Screw you, Victor,” I snap back, but my cheeks flush because I know he's right. I should not have left like that. This city has never been more dangerous; the only time I'm truly safe is when I'm with my boys. “But I can't disagree. It won't happen again.” He nods briefly, seemingly satisfied.

“Good. Come here then and take your spanking like a champ. I'll give you one smack for every block outside of Prescott High that you walked.” Victor turns back to Oscar as my mouth gapes open in shock. “It was ten, wasn't it? Ten blocks?”

Oscar gives a very slow, very deliberate nod.

“You can't be serious?” This from Aaron, because I'm still too damn shocked to respond properly. “You can't spank her; she isn't a child.” So says the boy who just spanked me in his Bronco while we were having sex. But I get what he’s saying: this is different.

“She's not, but she's a member of Havoc, and she fucked up. We could beat the shit out of her, the way we did Hael when he disobeyed me and fucked that Oak Valley Prep girl against my wishes.” Hael cringes, but at least he has the decency to look chagrined by the whole scenario. “Would you prefer that? If the five of us made her bleed?”

Aaron takes a step forward, and I can see that's he done holding back. Like he said, he did it for me. He puts up with Victor for me.

“Wait,” I say, standing up suddenly. Aaron pauses and looks down at my palm as I press it against his chest. “Fair is fair. I'll take the punishment.” He doesn't like that, wrapping his hands over mine and squeezing them against his warm skin. I can feel his heart beating inside his chest.

“This is humiliating, and stupid as fuck. You deserve better than this.” Aaron pulls me close, wrapping me up in his arms as the others watch. I wonder what he thinks about me climbing into bed with Oscar? “She didn't disobey a direct order; she just made a stupid decision. If anyone deserves to be spanked, it's Hael for getting us involved with Brittany in the first place.”

“Your dick is going to get us all killed,” Callum murmurs as Hael rolls his eyes, but Vic is already shaking his head.

“No. Hael's cock now belongs to Bernadette. He will not be using it on any other woman ever again. Clearly, he has a problem. Well, we've solved that problem by adding a Havoc Girl.” Victor gives his best friend a deadly look that chills me to the bone. “I've been nice enough to share my wife with you; do not fuck that up.” Victor cocks his head to the side and gives an unruly smirk, like a lazy king. “I won’t argue that Hael doesn’t deserve a spanking, but nobody wants to touch his nasty ass.”

“Except for me,” I say, and Hael shrugs, standing up from his chair with a joint tucked between his lips.

“Alright then,” he says, shoving his pajama pants over the muscular curve of his ass. He smacks his right cheek and gives me a saucy grin over his shoulder. “Spank me, Bernie. I’ll take ten, just so all’s fair, but try not to get too handsy.”

Victor smacks Hael in the back of the head, but if Hael thinks he’s getting out of this without a follow-through, he doesn’t know me very well.

“Fine,” I say, pulling away from Aaron and giving him a look. He’s staring down at me with some of that fiery determination that I noticed at the drive-in. He is really and truly done with seeing me pushed around or treated like shit. “I’ll spank Hael, and then Victor can spank me, and we can move on, yes?”

“Oh, yes,” Victor purrs, crossing his arms over his broad chest. “I feel that’s more than fair, don’t you? A little humiliation goes a long way.”

“I’m not humiliated,” Hael says, his ass still hanging out of his pants. “I’m turned-on; let’s get to this.” He rubs his palms together as I approach him and Callum chuckles from behind me.

“I’m filming this,” he says, lifting his phone up. Hael doesn’t seem to give a shit.

I wet my lips and take a deep breath, lifting my hand up to cup that bubble butt of his.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Channing, but I feel like you’re taking liberties with my body.” Hael snorts, like he thinks he’s so damn funny, and I smack him as hard as I can. My palm stings because his butt is just too damn toned, but whatever. I do it again, and he groans, letting his head fall back as he takes a drag on the joint. “Mm, I’m usually the one who does the spanking, but I like this. Add a little water, and my cock could cut granite.”