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lifting it to
meet his gaze.
    “You won’t sneak out of our bed in the middle
of the night again.”
    She nodded. Okay. Whatever. Could he get on
with it? She was dying here.
    “Say it, Laney. I don’t want there to be any
misunderstandings between us on this issue.”
    The man had an amazing ability to take her
from desperate for him to fuck her to completely pissed off. Two
seconds flat. That had to be a record.
    “Don’t be so sure you’re going to find me
there anytime soon,” she snapped.
    His smile promised otherwise. “But I will. If
I have to tie you to it to make my point.”
    She made a move to get up and he was in her
in face, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise and
holding her in place. Her cooling body screamed back to life. Unbelievable. She liked the rough treatment, liked
the promise of retribution she saw in his eyes. Liked not being
treated like a fragile doll. He leaned over to rest his lips
against the pounding pulse in her neck.
    “I think you would like that, my der’lan . Perhaps that is a game we’ll have to attempt soon.
For now though...” He straightened and pulled her to her feet, “I
have an earlier promise to fulfill.”
    He spun her around and forced her to bend at
the waist, placing her palms flat against the surface of the table.
She remembered the visions he’d shared earlier started with a
spanking. No way in hell. She tried to stand, but he’d nudged her
legs as far apart as they would go with her pants trapped around
her thighs and he’d stepped between them. She was caged in. She
felt his cock against her ass and groaned. Maybe this wasn’t such a
bad thing.
     
    Alrik took a step back and reined in his need
to pound into her. She shifted and he felt her confusion as he
placed his palm on the back of her neck. Slowly, he dragged it down
her spine enjoying the smooth feel of her skin, the way it heated
under his touch. He paused at the small of her back, taking a
moment to enjoy the way she looked in the submissive pose,
wondering if she would like what came next. His breath quickened.
He sure as hell would.
    Finally he lifted his hand and lightly
slapped her ass. She gasped but otherwise gave nothing of her
reaction away. He tried it again, this time harder, but she stayed
still and silent. He frowned. His need for control didn’t stretch
to her not enjoying being disciplined. If she wasn’t into it, he’d
find another way. Before he could pursue that, she turned her head
to look over her shoulder at him arching one eyebrow in question.
Then she wiggled her ass. If that wasn’t an invitation, he didn’t
know what was.
    The next slap was hard enough to leave a rosy
mark and she groaned, moving into the next stroke. His reason for
punishing her began to blur. Was this about her leaving his bed? Of
something else, something darker? She was his der’lan , but
she’d made it clear she wouldn’t surrender easily. She was still
his enemy and had been the worst of them. Possibly still was.
    He slapped harder and harder until they were
both panting and he was afraid to go on. He didn’t want to hurt
her. Ever. But he felt his control slipping, the black rage over
what she’d done at Roses rising. She’d sunk to her elbows against
the table and he knew she was at her limit also. She looked over
her shoulder.
    “Don’t stop, Alrik,” she whispered.
“Please...”
    May the Gods help him, but he couldn’t go on
now. The rage had to be conquered before he attempted this again.
Instead he moved his hand between her legs, testing her channel. He
hoped she was ready because he honestly didn’t think he could hold
back. To his relief she was wet and hot and he didn’t even pause to
think about it before thrusting into her. She screamed, convulsing
around him as she came. It was all he needed to follow her into
orgasm and he bit her neck, not resisting the instinct to mark her,
as the hot jets of his come filled her, the past and what had
brought them to this