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Fucking brat.

Before she could say anything else, I lifted my palm and brought it down again. The sharp crack of it filled the small bathroom, and she gasped, her body lurching forward slightly from the impact. Her thighs squeezed together, her back arching ever so slightly as the burn spread through her ass, soaking deep into her already tender flesh.

I grinned, holding her in place. “What was that, Wildcat? Something you’d like to say?”

“Go to hell,” she snapped, her voice tight, but her breath shuddering.

I chuckled. “Oh, I’ll be dragging you there with me, little mate.”

Then I spanked her again and again. These were even harder, my palm smacking against the fullest part of her ass, the wetness making the sting ten times worse. Lia jerked, her hands scrambling for purchase.

I knew it hurt. I knew her ass was on fire, her nerves screaming from the lingering burn. I also knew she liked it.

I could smell it. I could feel it in the way her body tensed, in the way her hips shifted, in the way her thighs pressed together like she could somehow dull the ache that was building between them.

I groaned low in my throat, pressing my hand firmly over the red prints blooming across her skin.

“You’re mine, Lia,” I murmured, my fingers digging into her ass, claiming every inch of her. “I will spank this pretty little ass whenever I see fit. Every. Time. You. Defy. Disobey. Or disrespect me. Every. Time.” I punctuated my words with hard spanks on her soft flesh.

She whimpered. She fucking whimpered, and I growled, my cock jumping at the sound, my control fraying as I pulled my hand back and delivered another punishing slap.

Then another.

And another.

Each one staking my claim, each one reminding her of her place and who she belonged to.

By the time I paused, she was squirming and trying to escape each smack of my hand, her body shaking slightly.

I smoothed a hand over her burning skin, reveling in the way she shivered at the contact. Every inch of her was perfect and I took a second to admire her beautiful curves.

“Have you learned your lesson,mate?”

Silence.

When her voice came, it was barely above a whisper.

“No.”

I groaned, my grip tightening. This woman was going to ruin me, and I was going to love every second of it.

“No?” I echoed, dragging my fingers slowly over her burning skin, feeling the way she quivered beneath me. “Still defiant, even after I’ve put you over my knee and spanked this pretty little ass until it’s red hot? Even after I fucked your ass with my fingers? Even after this?”

She let out a ragged breath and shook her head.

“You’re going to have to try harder than that, Alpha,” she said, her feisty tone making my cock harden.

I yanked her up fast, pulling her back against my chest, her slick body colliding with mine as water sloshed over the edge of the tub. She let out a startled sound, but before she could even think about speaking, I took her chin in my hand, tilted her face toward mine, and crushed my mouth to hers.

Hard. Possessive. Fucking claiming her.

She gasped against my mouth, and I took it as an invitation, my tongue sliding around hers, deepening the kiss with a raw, insatiable hunger. She fought me at first, her hands pushing uselessly against my chest, but I felt it: the giving in, the way her body melted into mine, the way she clung to me even as she pretended to resist.

I groaned into her mouth, my hands roaming, gripping her hips, pulling her closer until there was nothing between us.

She was bare, warm, soaked, and soft—and fuck, she fit so perfectly against me.

She whimpered, her hands gripping my shoulders now, her nails biting into my skin, and it spurred me on.