Something squirmed in her belly. Moisture dripped between her legs. This was…humiliating. Unnerving. Exciting. She lifted her chin. “I will not.”
“Believe me, Faye. You don’t want to find out what happens when I lose my temper. One… two…”
Something in his dark look made her abandon her pride. She unbuttoned her pants and yanked them down, then threw herself back over his lap, where at least he couldn’t see her blushing face.
“I meant panties too,” he muttered, but she detected a thread of amusement in his voice. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth as he peeled her panties down to her thighs and rested his big hand over her ass.
“Cute.” The gruffness left his voice as he stroked a circle around her cheeks.
She made an angry sound in her throat, which had the intended effect of starting her spanking. He didn’t hold back, spanking her with a hand that felt harder than mere flesh and bone, covering her wriggling ass with smacks until her entire backside was on fire. She gripped a pillow on the sofa, biting it to keep from giving him the satisfaction of her screams, because she felt as if she would surely die.
On and on he spanked, peppering her cheeks with stinging slaps for what seemed like hours, though probably it was no more than several minutes.
Cade lovedthe look of his handprints on Faye’s gorgeous ass.
He couldn’t believe his little witch of a renter had just used magick on him. He hadn’t even known she was a supernatural, much less than she had a cursing bone in her body. She had always seemed ditzy-smart with that sweet, natural girl kind of look.
Damn her.
But that didn’t mean he wouldn't enjoy punishing her. She had a gorgeous ass, and the squeaks she made were adorable. Also, the scent of her arousal made his cock hard. He didn’t intend to harm her. He just needed to show her who was in charge and get her to turn his flippers back to feet.
He stopped and rubbed her reddened ass. “Okay, what were you going to tell me? You were just…?”
“I didn’t mean to turn you into a frog!” she cried.
He slapped the back of her thigh, and she jolted and gasped. “What did you mean to turn me into?”
“Nothing!”
He delivered another flurry of spanks, concentrating on her sit spots. “Do not lie to me, Faye. I cannot stand lies.”
“It’s the truth, I swear.”
He lifted her back to stand so he could see her face. She covered her lady parts with her hands. Her pussy was right in front of him, and the scent of her arousal hijacked his senses.
But no. He couldn’t let his attraction distract him. He arranged his expression into a glower. “You have one minute to undo your spell, witchling.”
Her eyes widened, pupils narrowing in fear. “Ah… all right,” she stammered, starting to pull her panties up.
“Nope. Leave your pants and panties down. I haven’t decided if your spanking is over yet. We’ll see how quickly you obey.”
Her eyes dilated, as if aroused by his dominance, but she turned away, offering a delectable sight as she bent over to pick up the wand she had dropped when he had snatched her up. Her legs parted, showing her pretty pink pussy spread, making his cock harden in his jeans. He tore his eyes away. She was not his for the taking.
She stood and her jeans fell down to her ankles. She bent over to grab the waist.
“Uh-uh. Leave them. Your time is running out.”
She popped back up to stand, looking even more frightened. Swallowing, she held one hand over her crotch and pointed the wand at him, closing her eyes. As she drew a shape with the tip of the wand, he felt a searing pain in his feet—flippers. Rather than transform, they grew, stretching until they were nearly a foot wide and two feet long.
“That’s not funny!” he bellowed, pulling her upper body over his shoulder and snatching the wand from her hand. It made a perfect spanking implement and he applied it with gusto to her clenched ass. She clawed at his back with her nails as he spanked her.
“Stop! No more!” she whimpered, stamping her feet. “Please!”
He could not see any good reason to stop, though. She had cursed him with flippers, then mocked his request to turn them back. On top of that, she owed him three thousand bucks for rent, which he figured she didn’t have. So no, he wasn’t going to stop this time until she learned her lesson. He held her in place, applying the wand with a steady beat until she broke down. He continued through her first sob and into the second.
“It was an accident,” she wailed. “I didn’t mean to do it. I just s-s-s-suck at magick!” she sobbed.
He stopped spanking, tapping her bottom with the wand. “Is that true?”
