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“Deoring, love isn’t negotiated by a person’s material possessions—at least, it shouldn’t be. Yes, arranged marriages exist, but real love isn’t dictated by what’s on the outside. We both know it’s what’s on the inside that matters most. And you, Wynona Archer, have a heart of gold, a million times more precious than all the money in the world.”
“Flatterer,” she teases, but her voice is hoarse, and her ache for love fills the air.
“It’s not flattery if it’s true.”
She shifts, stepping over to look out my floor-to-ceiling windows at the amazing skyline below.
“I thought you were bringing me here for dessert.”
“Correction—I was bringing you here to be my dessert.”
“And how do you want me, Mr. Ettin?”
“Naked and spread so I can lick up all your sweet cum as I make you see stars.”
Wyn shudders, and I crowd into her personal space, backing her against the glass of my windows.
Our lips meet, and I taste her desperate need for more—and it matches my own.
I pull her closer, feeling her soft curves melt against my body.
My hands slide down to the small of her back as the world around us fades away, and I hitch one of her long legs over my hip.
“But before dessert, there’s one thing I need to do.”
“And what’s that, Mr. Ettin?
A feral smile spreads across my face, inflamed by Wyn’s use of my surname.
With preternatural speed, I zip us to the couch and flip my mate over my knee.
She squeals, knowing exactly what’s about to happen.
Time to spank this perfect ass before I fuck it.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
WYN
One second Bash has me pinned against the cold, hard expanse of windows.
And the next, I’m in his lap—ass up, face down.
“Bash!” I shout in faux outrage.
“Oh-ho, now it’s ‘Bash’. Little brat. You knew what you were doing, calling me ‘Mr. Ettin’.”
Guilty as charged.
And now it’s time for my punishment. My thighs tremble when Bash smooths a hand over me.
Without warning, a sharp smack glances off both my cheeks, and I stare at his shiny shoes in confusion.
I can feel both his hands still on me, so how in the world did he—
“A Boggart never reveals his secrets,” Bash whispers in my ear, reading my mind.
The groan that escapes my lips is part exasperation, part desire because he spanks me again.
