A Rogue For Four Alphas
Chapter 44

Chapter Forty Four

We're both quiet for a few minutes as we eat. My fried shrimp is good as usual, though not as tasty as the shrimp and grits Alpha Ian made for dinner the other night, which was out of this world

"I'll ask around about jobs," I tellLisa, breaking the silence

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"Thanks. I appreciate it. Someone told me about an opening at the bakery. I'm going to check there."

"Tye new place? That would be amazing, though I'd gain fifty pounds if I worked there."

"Right?" She's smiling, though I notice now that her grin isn't as wide as it normally would be, and something tells me it's not just about the job, because I don't think she's going to have trouble finding a new one. "Is everything else okay?" I ask.

She bites her bottom lip, her eyes cast down at her food. "Vincent and I haven't been getting along super great."

I'm sorry to hear this, even though it's not a huge surprise. "What's wrong?

"We've just been arguing a lot. Nothing big. It's all little things, but it's starting to add up."

"What are the issues?"

She sighs, playing with one of her fries rather than eating it. "Oh, just things like cleaning. We have different ideas about tidiness. He can't stand anything out on the counters and gets upset if I leave so much as a cup in the sink." Lisa is very neat, much neater than me, but Vincent s on another level.

"I suppose it always takes some adjustment when you first start living with someone," she says.

"Maybe you're right." Of course, I'm not in a romantic relationship with the men I'm living with, so the situation is different, but we haven't had any cohabitation issues. If anything I do is getting on their nerves, they keep it to themselves, and everything they do is just fine with me. More than fine.

"I think once we work these little things out and he sees how well things are going, he'll finally be ready to propose," she says.

I bite my tongue, and not for the first time. I feel like a shitty friend keeping quiet while warning sirens go off in my head, but sometimes people need to come to conclusions on their own. Much earlier in their relationship, I voiced concerns about Vincnet being too rigid and uptight, but Lisa shrugged it off. Ever since then, I keep my thoughts to myself. If she's not asking for my opinion, I don't offer it. If she ever does ask, I'll be honest.

"I can't wait to be married," she says.

Sometimes I'm surprised Lisa and I are still good friends, when our outlook on men and relationships couldn't be farther apart.

Jade and I receive our security deposit as well as our last months rent back from the old apartment. We cash the check and split the money between us, and I go home feeling happy to finally have a good amount of money available for a deposit on a new apartment, but also hoping that it takes at least a week or two to find one.

Two weeks should be plenty of time to have so much sex with the men that I'll be ready to move on, right?

Tonight, it's my turn in Alpha Erik's room again, and I desperately want to find out what happens when I misbehave. To test the waters, when he tells me to get on my knees, I refuse.

"On your knees,Jasmine. This is your final warning." He has pants on but no shirt, and I'm completely naked, after some downstairs play with all four men earlier, as is our nightly routine.

"No." I shake my head, keeping my eyes on his, my body buzzing with anticipation.

Alpha Erik sits on the edge of the bed and swiftly pulls me onto his lap, my stomach on his thighs, my bare bottom sticking up in the air. I squirm around to give the effect of resisting him, even though there's nowhere I'd rather be. "I'm going to have to punish you now, for not following the rules."

Wetness pools in my pussy. Maybe Allpha Damon has the right idea about breaking rules.

Erik rubs the palm of his hand over my ass cheeks, then pulls away. The next thing I know, a hard slap stings my skin, and I scream, the sound muffled in my arm. He didn't hold back. Maybe I thought it would all be playful, but he's not kidding around.

Part of me wants to get up and tell him off for thinking he can do that to me; the other part takes note of my body's response and tells me to keep still.

Another smack. My skin burns, and heat rushes to the entire region between my legs. My nipples go hard, and I become aware of the bulge hardening in Marcos's pants.

I wonder if Alpha Harry and Alpha Ian are in their rooms and can hear their friend spanking me. Do they know he's into kinky play?

I steel myself for a third spank, but it doesn't come. Instead, his hand rubs and soothes my punished flesh. "I hope you've learned a lesson."

I'm quite sure I have, but with all kinds of confused thoughts swirling in my head, I'm not yet clear on what the lesson is.

How can I be okay with a man punishing me for not doing what he tells me to do and how can I like it so much?