It’s here! The much-anticipated standalone sequel to Given to the Highlander is live and available to purchase on Amazon (free in Kindle Unlimited). 

Amazon is still working on getting the two books in the Earthside Brides series linked together on a series page, but Given to the Cowboy is published and available for immediate download. Don’t wait! 

Punishment Spanking Excerpt

As soon as her feet hit the ground, Isaac commanded, “You go wait for me in our room.” He didn’t check to see if she acknowledged the order, but turned and told Pete to put the horse up and then help Uncle Frank in the garden.

The staircase loomed, and she had to force herself to climb it. Once she reached the bedroom, she stood awkwardly, unsure of what she was supposed to do. Priscilla had spoken about standing in the corner, but Isaac hadn’t asked her to do that. Perhaps he wouldn’t bare her bottom either. Glancing out the window, she saw Pete and Uncle Frank working in the garden.

Isaac’s footsteps on the stairs made her heart race. She spun to face him as he shut the door firmly behind him. 

“I’m sorry you had to go back to the store,” she blurted. It dawned on her then that he had allowed Priscilla to tease him rather than tell everyone she’d acted foolishly.

“Yes, I had to go back to the store, but the issue at hand,” he began to roll up his right shirtsleeve, “is that you disobeyed me.”

“I didn’t know it was so important to obey you.”

“After today, you will know,” he said grimly.

She had faced a possible execution calmly and yet now found herself trembling over a spanking. Licking her dry lips, she whispered, “Will you tell me what you’ll do to me?”

He sat on the bed. “When your bottom is bare, you’ll go over my knee. Then I’ll spank you. I’m sorry you’re so frightened, but you earned a spanking and you’re getting one. It’s a punishment, so it will hurt, but it’ll be over soon.” Isaac reached out a hand. “Come here, please.”

She hadn’t expected him to say please. He had all the power, the warm house, the legal right to punish her, and yet, he said please.

Her feet slowly inched her closer to him until she stood in front of him.

“Good girl. Lift your skirts.”

Aurora awkwardly gathered her skirts up. Isaac untied the drawstring of her drawers and held her hand while she stepped out of them. He leaned back and she nervously lowered herself across his lap.

He laid her skirts over her back. “I expect you to obey me.” 

Cool air brushed over the bare skin of her buttocks, and her face flamed. It made it especially embarrassing, somehow, to have only her bottom exposed to her husband, while the rest of her body was fully covered. Unlike when she undressed for lovemaking and felt strong and beautiful, baring herself for punishment made her feel small and naughty.

He rubbed his hand in circles over her naked cheeks, as though he were painting targets. Before she could brace herself, he landed two sharp swats, one on each cheek. “Look at you. Married only one day and already getting your bottom warmed for disobeying me.”

He continued to spank her, moving from side to side, sometimes smacking the same spot several times in row so that she could never acclimate herself to the discomfort. Aurora was determined not to cry, and she set her jaw.

“When I tell you to do something, I expect you to do as I say. Understood?”

“Yes,” she said in a small voice. She’d never felt so small and embarrassed. Her entire bottom felt hot, and when he laid a few well-placed swats across the tops of her thighs, she gasped. “Ow!” Without thinking, she threw her hand back to cover herself, but Isaac didn’t miss a beat. He swiftly and gently pinned her wrist to the small of her back and continued to punish her.

“Don’t attempt to evade punishment. You know you’ve earned this.”

She drummed her toes against the floor as he spanked the juncture of her buttocks and thighs—not as hard as he’d spanked her bottom, but somehow it hurt even worse.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take another swat, he stopped. “Are you learning your lesson?” he asked.

She heard a clattering of wood against wood and cast a worried look over her shoulder to find Isaac picking up the hairbrush from the side table. The spanking with his hand had stung so badly, she couldn’t imagine how the hard wood would feel against her tender skin.

“Oh, no, no, no!” she cried.

“No, you’ve not learned your lesson?”

“I have!” she cried. “It’s unnecessary to punish me further.” “I’ll decide what’s necessary.” He released her wrist. “Touch the floor with your palms.” He shifted her forward so that her legs dangled in the air. “That’s it. Don’t let up until your punishment is over. If you do, I’ll start from the beginning. Do you understand?”

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