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“Hello,” the clerk offered sweetly, sensing Maren’s uneasiness. “Do you know what you’re looking for?”

Maren shook her chestnut tresses, biting on her lower lip as she glanced back at me.

“She’ll need everything,” I offered. “Bring out your best collections and let her choose what she likes.”

“Of course, Alpha. Come, the dressing rooms are this way, Miss…?”

“M-Maren,” she choked, shaking her head, her eyes still on me. I raised my hand to escort her back as the blonde moved ahead, the other shop workers standing aside to bow respectfully as we passed.

“Lingerie, Nyx?” Maren breathed in a voice so low, I barely heard her. “Do I really need this?”

“Yes,” I answered in my normal voice. “You do. I can’t have you in brilliant new gowns and dresses without you being properly outfitted from head to toe.”

I sat her on the chaise lounge next to the mirrored dressing room doors and knelt at her eye level. “You deserve to be pampered and spoiled. And I’m here to do that for you.”

I rose only to take my place at her side as the blonde returned with two aides, carrying bras, underwear, and nightwear, which made Maren’s eyes pop.

She seemed afraid to touch the delicate garments, but after a few minutes of gentle prodding and encouragement by the female faeries, she warmed up to the prospect of buying new lingerie.

“Let her try that on,” I instructed the shopkeeper, pointing at a nearby negligée displayed on a mannequin. Maren exhaled when her eyes fell on the scanty outfit, black ribbons dangling off a bodice of red.

“Right away, Alpha,” the blonde agreed, nodding to one of her assistants. “Find that in her size.”

“That will suit you,” I told Maren as she gnawed on the edge of her lip. “Go try it on.”

A moment later, the assistant returned with the garment, and Maren took it to try on in the fitting rooms. A whirl of smoke flitted through the open room as more outfits appeared, the manager clearly calling in all his resources from various stores. He did not want to lose this commission.

I leaned forward in anticipation, my pulse quickening as it had when I waited for her to step on stage.

The effect Maren had on me was unlike any other I knew, as if a spell had been cast over me. But this was no spell.

The door to the changeroom opened, and Maren stepped out tentatively, looking around. I released a soft breath to see her stunning cleavage spilling out from under the subtle crimson bodice, the cinch accenting every slender curve of her spectacular body.

“Does it look okay?” she asked me, twirling around.

Her ass arched perfectly, and my dick responded. I wanted to take her right there in the middle of the store.

As she completed her turn, her eyes locked on mine, and we shared a private smile. I couldn’t wait to tear that off of her.

“She’ll take it,” I told the workers as Maren pivoted back toward the changing room. “Maren…”

She paused to glance at me over her shoulder.

“Leave it on.”

Smiling, she ducked out of sight, and I shifted my weight uncomfortably in my seat, trying to adjust my hardness before anyone could notice.

I couldn’t wait to get her home.

I had learnedmy lesson on our first date, a fact that Maren noticed right away.

“This place is much more… relaxed,” she commented as we were seated at the restaurant table. Her eyes lingered on some of the neighboring tables a little longer than they should, but when I turned to look, no one was staring back.

“I think I know you a bit better now,” I agreed. “I want you to be comfortable.”

“I am,” she answered quickly, putting her menu down, away from her face. “You’ve done so much for me.”

“Stop that,” I growled. “Stop thanking me and acting like I’m doing you some big favor.”

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