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His dark eyes fix on Ana in my arms and the fucker growls at me.

“I wouldn’t dare.” I keep my tone firm.

“Maybe, bark?” Ana whispers cheekily in my ear.

I stand and drop her down on the middle of the mattress as she descends into a fit of giggles.

“Hades, bed. Now!”

I usher him out of the room and close the door.

“What are you doing to that dog?” I mutter, shaking my head. He’s becoming more of a princess with each day that passes.

“He’s there to protect us, Ana. Remember that before you pamper him.”

She sits up on her elbows and flicks her dark hair over her shoulder. Seductively, she spreads her legs, revealing her glistening pussy.

“You are naughty. And, you’re seriously pushing it.”

With all of the self restraint I can muster, because my god, I want to fuck the sass out of her so hard right now.

But, I am teaching her a valuable lesson.

So I grab her knees and close her legs, causing her to pout at me.

“I’ll relieve you when your punishment is up, baby.” I wink at her and head to the bathroom to grab some lotion for her ass.

When I return, she’s already laying on her front with her hips in the air for me.

“Good girl,” I whisper, sitting next to her on the bed and start to massage the lotion in.

I don’t know who I am punishing more, me or her.

CHAPTER 38

ANASTASIA

Miki has been gonefor hours.

He texted me telling me not to wait up and he’d snuggle me in bed when he’s home. But I napped earlier so I’m not tired.

I flick through the TV, but nothing really grabs my attention. I need to buy some books or something.

Pushing myself up from the couch, I head to the kitchen and brew a fresh batch of coffee. It will probably stay warm enough for Miki. Maybe I could run myself a bath? It’s getting late. I should just listen to Miki and go to bed.

“Hades!” I call out.

He’s been snuggled up next to me on the couch, but didn’t follow me when I got up. Opening up the refrigerator, I grab his chicken and the creamer for my coffee.

His paws click against the floor and he plonks his butt down in front of me.

“Aww. Good boy.”

I tear off some of the meat and hold it out.

“Wait.” I point my finger.

“Okay. Go on.”

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