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“Yes.”

I strike the opposite side, slightly harder. Another clean crack. Another pretty bounce of flesh. Another sharp little inhale that turns into something softer when I soothe the new heat with my palm.

“Greedy girl.”

“I answered your question.”

“You sounded desperate doing it.”

Her head turns toward me. “I did not.”

I spank her again, right over the first mark. The denial breaks into a breathless sound and her hips jerk, then push back toward my hand before I even touch her again.

I smooth my palm over her burning skin, feeling the heat I’ve put there, watching the pink deepen. My cock is heavy against my zipper.

“My greedy little slut.”

A shiver runs through her at the word.

“Again?”

She pauses.

Then, softer, “Please.”

“Please what?”

Her cheek presses into the padding as she looks back at me. Eyes dark. Mouth soft.

“Please spank me.”

The star beside Throne’s name finally stops irritating me.

She can keep the mark in her notebook.

I’m going to make sure the only thing she remembers when she sees it is the way my hand felt on her ass and the way she asked for more.

I bring my hand down again, giving her exactly what she asked for.

She lets out a broken moan.

There’s the answer we came here to find.

Chapter 34

Elena

Begging for a spanking.

It’s mortifying and yet—

“Fuck!” I cry out as another sharp slap lands.

He rubs the heat away immediately, soothing, then smacks me again. Harder. The rhythm is brutal and perfect—spank, rub, spank—until my skin is burning and I can feel myself dripping down my thighs.

“You’re fucking dripping, princesa,” he murmurs, voice low and dark as his fingers slide between my legs, teasing my pussy. “Look at you. Do you want this?”

His finger slides slowly inside. I gasp and he pulls away.