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“This is cruel and unusual,” I shouted at Bear as he made his way through his shop. We were here to pick up his trailer for our trip, and he was still refusing to tell me his real name.

I did my best not to stumble over anything as I chased after him. He turned around to face me, walking backward in an effortless way I envied, and flashed me a heart-stopping smile.

“Tough stuff, babydoll,” he said with a wink.

I huffed and looked around at the guys in the workshop, who were doing a terrible job of hiding their gawking and amusement.

“Do you guys know his name?” I said, pointing an accusing finger around the room.

“Several of them do,” Bear said, grabbing my hips as I came to a stop in front of him. “Some of us were at school together. But they know better than to tell anyone.”

“I bet I could persuade them,” I said, lifting my chin.

“I’d like to see that.” Bear smirked.

Without thinking, I turned to the guys. “If anyone here tells me Bear’s legal name, I’ll flash my tits at you. For a full minute.”

Silence fell over the workshop, their mouths hanging open. I saw more than one alpha adjust his dick.

I heard a deep rumbling growl, but I ignored it. “Maybe I should give you a quick preview so you know it’s worth Bear’s wrath,” I said, playing with the edge of my top.

A snarl sounded, and I couldn’t hold in my laughter as Bear crashed into me, his shoulder digging into my stomach as he flipped me over his back. He banded his arm around the back of my thighs to keep me in place and smacked my ass.

“Anyone who sees her tits is a fucking dead man,” he roared at his guys, who quickly averted their eyes.

His whole body vibrated against mine as I fully lost it to my laughter. He carried me into a small office and flipped me back to sit on top of his desk, his arms bracketing mine.

“You think that’s funny, babydoll?” he growled.

I nodded, wiping my tears.

“You’re going to be a well-punished girl when I’m done with you for pulling that stunt.”

I wiggled happily on the desk. After all the stress of the past few weeks, I couldn’t believe how light I felt. Bear made me feel playful and fun and likemyselfagain.

“First things first.” He looked at me with deep intensity. “Are you feeling okay? Did I hurt you carrying you upside down?”

I blinked. I hadn’t expected that. I shook my head.

“You’re not dizzy?”

“I was just a little, but I’m okay now.”

“I’m sorry.” He leaned down to kiss my forehead. “I won’t do that again.”

It hadn’t been awful, but he was right—it had hurt my neck and head to be upside down like that.

“Do you need a break? We can go home, lie down for a bit.”

“I’m not that fragile,” I said. I wanted the punishment he promised. I wasn’t actually going to flash my tits at his guys, but it was fun to rile him up.

“Not fragile, but precious.” He cupped my cheek, running his finger over my bottom lip. “But I can see you need punishment to keep you in line.”

I bit my lip to hide my smile.

“Do you have a safe word?” he asked.

“Red,” I responded.