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But I can’t.

Not when she’s like this.

Not when anger and fear have melted into desire and dominance.

Not when she’s bent over for me. Still. Silent. Waiting.

I slide my handdown her thigh, then back up, slow and possessive. My fingers hook under the seam of her panties and tug them to the side.

She gasps.

I unbuckle my belt, unfasten my pants, and free myself, thick and hard and aching to be inside her.

I don’t wait.

I thrust into her in one brutal, claiming push.

She moans—high, breathless, hungry.

And I curse under my breath because she’s fuckingsoaked.

Clenching.

Welcoming.

She enjoyed her punishment.

I grip her hips hard, grounding myself in the feel of her.

She takes every inch like she was made for me.

Because she was.

Her body shudders.

Defiant. Needy.

And I know what she’s thinking.

This doesn’t feel like punishment.

My grip tightens.

Chapter fifty-nine

Olivia

If War thinks this is punishment…he’s wrong.

The spanking?

I may ask for that again.

His cock driving into me like this?

His hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise?

I’dbegfor this kind of punishment.