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“Well, that’s going to be sooner than you think, you arrogant jackass.” She tried to toss her juice in his face, but Kyrex anticipated the move and twisted away just in time.
He stood so fast he toppled his chair and reached her before she could escape. “Apologize or there will be consequences.”
“What are you going to do, ground me? I’m already a prisoner here.”
“The restrictions on your actions are for your safety and you know it. Now apologize.”
She looked right into his eyes and said, “Fuck you.”
Kyrex cleared the table with the powerful swipe of his forearm and bent his belligerent mate face down over the smooth surface.
“I do not give you permission to spank me,” she objected.
“I brought you here to court you,” he reminded. “You said so yourself. Well, establishing authority is part of courting and you clearly don’t realize who is boss.”
She immediately began to struggle, kicking and twisting, slapping back at him.
He gathered her arms at the small of her back and held them there with the firm grasp of one hand. With his other hand he pulled down her denim shorts and the lace-trimmed panties beneath. He had printed several of the loose, gauzy dresses worn by Houkdi females. The fashion was much more suited to the desert climate, but Eden clung to the familiar garments she’d worn on Earth.
“You smack me even once and I’m on the next shuttle out of here,” she yelled, twisting frantically, though futilely.
He smacked her twice, one hard swat to each side. “You deserve this, mate, and you know it.”
“I’m not your mate,” she yelled. “You have no right to discipline me.”
“We have not yet claimed you. That does not change the fact that you are my mate.” He kept his swats light as he moved back and forth. “And you want me to discipline you.”
For a long moment the rhythmic crack of flesh connecting with flesh overpowered all the other sounds. He swatted her again and again, watching the enticing quiver of her full cheeks each time his palm landed.
“That’s ridiculous.” She was panting and squirming. And the scent of her arousal soon perfumed the air.
He didn’t respond until her cheeks were bright pink. “Every word out of your mouth for the past two days has challenged my authority. You feel restless and insecure. You want me to take control.”
She laughed, but it sounded forced and artificial. “No one in their right mind wants to be hurt and humiliated.”
He pushed her legs apart with his feet then eased his hand in between her thighs. “Then why are you so wet?”
Her only response was an exasperated growl.
He teased her slick folds, intentionally avoiding her clit. “Apologize and I’ll push my cock deep inside this sopping wet pussy.”
A strangled moan escaped her, but all she said was, “Get your hands off me!”
“You’ll quickly learn that stubbornness only makes things more unpleasant for you.”
Her body relaxed, her breathing evening out. She likely thought the spanking was over. Silly girl. She had yet to apologize, and the discipline would continue until she did.
His fingers tightened around her wrists as he unfastened his synth-leather belt.
“Wait! What are you doing?” She tried to look behind her and see for herself.
He pulled the belt free of the pant loops and folded it over against the tabletop right in front of her face. “Apologize.” He generally didn’t repeat commands, but she was new to discipline so he offered her a second chance.
“I will not. You were acting like a—” Her objection ended in a sharp cry as the belt landed across her ass cheeks. “Stop it!” Anger burst from her like a solar flare, bombarding his empathic receptors.
He swatted her again. “Apologize.”
She responded with silence—furious, defiant silence.
