“I’m going to explain everything. But first I’m going to spank your bare ass so red you don’t even think about running away from me again.”
The shift in the room was immediate. Her pupils widened. Her breath changed, a fractional quickening she couldn’t have controlled if she’d tried. “Excuse me?”
“You left the cabin after I told you explicitly to stay. You went to your apartment building, which is the first place the skinwalker would look for you. You left me no way to protect you and spent the night alone with nobody else protecting you either.”
She pulled the sheet up another inch. “You’ve known me for, like, two minutes?—”
“I spent a week almost killing myself to stay in human form while visiting a hospital to watch over you, and last night you were thirty feet from a skinwalker in an alley because you couldn’t just do what you were told.” I was getting pissed off just saying it out loud, though the scent of her arousal was unmistakable and it mollified me a bit.
“You can’t just?—”
Before she could react, I caught her wrist and pulled her across the bed and over my lap, then tugged her leggings down in one motion, baring her from the waist down.
Without waiting for her inevitable protest, I brought my palm down on the left cheek with enough force that she yelped at the sting, both hands slamming flat against the mattress.
“I—you—” She scrambled for words.
The second spank landed on her right cheek, equally hard, and a sharp intake of breath cut off whatever new exclamation or demand she’d been building toward.
“I told you to stay.” Her skin pinked as I continued smacking her bottom. “I told you before I left. I told you clearly.” I spanked herlower, catching the crease at the top of her thigh, and the sound that came from her was not quite a yelp and not quite a moan. “Instead you went to your own apartment of all places.”
“I didn’t goin!” She gasped as my palm fell again. “I just looked?—”
“You were two blocks away, alone and on foot.” Two more sharp slaps followed, and she curled slightly over my knee, her hands now fisting the sheet instead of bracing against it. “Do you understand why that’s not a distinction that interests me?”
Without waiting for a response I didn’t expect to be impressed by anyway, I landed three more hard smacks across the fullest part of both cheeks, watching the flush deepen to a vivid rose that I found deeply satisfying. “This is what happens when you put yourself in danger because you can’t stand to be told what to do, even by your mate. I’m going to make sure you remember it.”
I spanked her thoroughly, covering every inch of her upturned bottom until it glowed a uniform, deep crimson and her desire to debate with me had finally been tamed for the moment.
When my hand finally came to rest against the heated curve of her ass, she breathed out in a long, ragged shudder. Sliding two fingers between her thighs, I found her absolutely drenched.
“I guess my hard cock in this tight little pussy wasn’t enough to teach you you’re mine,” I said, stroking through her slick folds while she shivered. “You also needed a bright red ass.”
“I hate you,” she said into the sheet.
“No you don’t.” I pressed two fingers inside and she clenched around them with a low cry, her hips rocking helplessly back. “Your pussy certainly doesn’t.”
She pushed back against my hand and I pulled my fingers free, earning a whimper.
“Up.” I moved her off my lap and stood, working the buttons of my jeans while she pushed herself to her knees on the mattress, her spanked bottom on display, her face flushed, and her eyes gone dark and liquid. “Get that sweatshirt off.”
She pulled it over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath.
Katie was so goddamn beautiful it made something tighten in my chest that had nothing to do with mating instinct. Just her, specifically. The line of her collarbone and the flush running from her face down across her chest, the dark hair loose around her shoulders, those eyes.
I got on the bed behind her, grabbed her hips, and hauled her back against me. She gasped as I dragged my cock through her folds without entering, taking my time enjoying her slick heat.
“Silas—”
It was the first time she’d used my name. I hadn’t told it to her. She must have heard it somewhere, probably in the hospital, and held onto it until now. I liked the sound of it on her lips.
I drove into her in a single, savage thrust.
She cried out and grabbed the headboard with both hands, knuckles whitening. The push of her back against my pelvis was involuntary, her body demanding more, and I gave her more, pulling back and driving forward in a rhythm that was fast from the outset and didn’t slow down.
The bedframe hit the wall on the first thrust and kept hitting it. She didn’t suppress her cries, she just let them out, which I found I liked unreasonably much.
“You’re mine now.” I gripped her hips and drove deeper, and she pitched forward, catching herself on the headboard. I smacked her scalded ass hard and her whole body clenched around me in a convulsion that nearly finished us both. She moaned so hard it came out silent, her mouth open and her head dropping between her arms. I landed another slap on the same spot and watched the shockwave roll through her, her pussy spasming around my still brutally thrusting cock.
