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“That’s it! I’m sick of you undermining me!”

“And I’m sick of you undermining me. It’s time you remember who’s in charge here—me.”

She arches a dark brow, silently challenging my authority, and my blood boils in anticipation.

I snap my fingers, and the room becomes hazy with shadows.

One presses into Wyn’s back until she’s bent forward over the table.

Her eyes round while I hold her immobile against the polished surface.

Using my shadows, I unzip her sexy pencil skirt and push it past the generous swell of her hips.

She squirms against my hold, but more smoky tendrils shoot out from my blurred form to hold her in place.

“Is this what you wanted, Wyn? For me to take charge?”

My sawolkeh shoots me a mock scowl across the conference room.

“Mr. Ettin—”

“Yeah, it’s what you want.”

And then I use my shadows to spank her.

Wyn lets out a hoarse cry, and I walk closer until my tail can reach behind her.

The pointed tip splits the seam of her ass before wrapping around the front.

I massage her clit through the fabric of her panties until she’s begging me for more.

And then I try something different—I slowly maneuver my tail into her pussy, muffing the right hole like she taught me.

With my shadows, I muff her left pussy, and Wyn whines in ecstasy at the double penetration.

“Fuck, yes, Bash—just like that.”

“Are you going to come?”

“Yes!”

“Not until I say.”

I remove my shadows and use my tail to lift her upright.

In a blur of motion, I spin Wyn around and press her against the cool expanse of windows.

Below us, cars zip by as darkness descends upon the city.

Kicking her legs wide, I bend Wyn forward until her forehead is pressed against the glass.

“I want to fuck this perfect ass—may I, please?”

“Yes!”

She’s panting, rubbing her perfect backside against my tarse.

With a snick of my claw, I shred her panties into pieces.

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