Page 83 of Claiming Hannah


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“Yes,” he breathed, pushing her thighs apart with one knee. “I’ll paddle that poor bottom until you’re the one begging. That will remind you who’s in charge here, little girl.”

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed. Then, with a saucy smile, she purred, “How can I make it up to you, Sir?”

Releasing his grip on her wrists, Mason grabbed one of the condoms from the nightstand and tore it open.

“I’ll think of a way,” he said with an answering grin.


Hannah smiled to herself as she dressed, enjoying the twin sensations of a well-spanked bottom and a well-fucked cunt. She now understood that whole concept of being so happy you were walking on air. She floated in a bubble of pure bliss, her feet barely touching the ground.

Her impromptu sassing about making him beg had been a test, she realized in retrospect. She was daring Mason to assert his dominance and, to her delight, he’d more than risen to the occasion. She loved this new, playful side of the man. It didn’t make him less of a Dom in her eyes. On the contrary, it just made him sexier.

They drove up the mountain in companionable silence, glancing now and again at one another and smiling. She was glad to be returning to The Enclave. She’d felt bad about the way she bolted, never properly thanking everyone for accepting her so graciously into their community. Mason was just taking her back for a visit that day, but eventually she might return for a longer stay, assuming that writer-in-residence position was still on offer.

When they arrived and entered the house, Lucia threw her arms around Hannah, pulling her close.

“I’m so glad you’re back, Hannah,” she said when she finally let her go. “We’ve missed you so much these past two weeks.”

“I missed you all, too, Lucia,” Hannah replied sincerely. “But I’m not actually back. That is, I’m just here for a visit. I’m done with training.”

“Oh, I know,querida,” Lucia said with a glance at Mason and Anthony, who were speaking quietly nearby. “Master Mason texted Master Mark, who told Jaime, who told me…”

Hannah mock groaned. “Why am I not surprised?”

Lucia smiled and shrugged. “Please know we’re just glad to have you here. And glad you brought Master Mason home, too. I’m tired of defrosting casseroles,” she added with a laugh. Leaning closer, she whispered, “I told you, right? The two of you were meant for each other. Good that you finally listened.”

Hannah laughed. While she couldn’t know just exactly what the future held, she felt hopeful and eager for whatever came next. She glanced toward the men.

Mason, perhaps feeling her gaze, looked over at her and smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners in that way she loved.

“I have to admit,” Hannah said, smiling back. “I feel like I’ve fallen into one of my romance novels.”

Lucia clapped her hands. “And don’t those always promise a happily-ever-after?”

Mason approached them, his smoldering gaze still fixed on Hannah. She stared back, falling once more under his dominant spell. When he was very close, so close he could kiss her if he just dipped his head, he murmured softly, “I love you, Hannah.”

Hannah’s heart twisted with happiness. “I love you, too,” she murmured back.

Turning to Lucia, who stood beaming beside them, she replied, “Yes. That they do.”

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