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“I’ll make it right, Daddy. Promise.” Then I reluctantly follow after Nate.

Chapter 40

Nate

Iswear to god, I’m gonna tan that girl’s ass when I get ahold of her. How the hell can we go from getting hot and heavy to… tothat. Where the hell did that come from?! I think she’s been hanging out with Quinn too much. That’s something I can see Quinn doing… well notseebecause now I kinda wanna wash my eyes out with bleach at the thought ofQuinndoing that.

Right now, I’m pretty fucking happy I made the clubhouse so it can change, because I had to make a new room for me to storm off into. Slamming the door, I pace around the room like a caged lion. The sound of the door opening a few minutes later, has me snapping my head up to the side. Rowen walks in looking like a gazelle getting thrown into the lion’s den.

“N-Nate? I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to upset you.” She licks her lips and fidgets with her hands behind her back.

Of courseshe’sstill naked, so putting her hands behind her back like that makes her chest stick out, drawing my eye to her flushed breasts, and Ialmostforget I’m mad at her. Snapping my eyes up to hers I give her my best scowl, but all that righteous anger from a moment ago vanishes at the sight of her doe eyes.

“Can you forgive me?” she pleads with tears in her eyes. “I promise, I won’t do it again.”

Sighing, I walk over to the bed and sit down, stretching my arm out to her. She cautiously takes my hand and I pull her onto my lap. I know she’s not just saying these things so I’ll stop being mad. Thanks to this stupid soulmate bond, I can feel her guilt and anxiety. I can feel the truth in her words when she says she didn’t mean to upset me. I also can’t stand to see her like this, so I put her out of her misery.

“For the record… if you would have done that while we were alone, I wouldn’t have gotten mad. You know Ayden is never going to let me live that down.” I squeeze her waist when she chuckles.

“I’m sorry. Want me to do something worse to him so he won’t have any room to talk?” she offers as she wraps her arms around my neck with a smile.

“Absolutely. But first you need to accept your punishment. The only question is should it be a private punishment or a public one?” I ask running my hand up her thigh to the side of her ass.

“Okay…” she agrees softly as she stands up and positions herself over my lap.

Not even a word of complaint. She doesn’t try to talk her way out of it. Just gets comfortable in her spot and waits for me to start her spanking. Looking at her like this, patiently waiting for her punishment, I don’t even want to give it to her. I just want to hold her and make love to her like Hudson did last night.

I can’t do that though, because she earned this punishment, so I prepare myself to give it to her. This isn’t a fun spanking like last night, and I think she understands it will be different. Ready to get this over with so I can move on to her after care, I smack her bare ass. Once… twice… only stopping when I get to five. By the time I’m done, she’s crying over my knee. I lift her up and cradle her in my arms. Rocking her side to side.

“Shhhh, it’s okay, Kitten. It’s over. You did so good, baby. I’m so proud of you.”

“I-I’m sorry.” She looks me in the eyes as she apologizes, tears trailing down her face.

Magicking a handkerchief, I wipe her face and have her blow her nose. While she does that, I magic her a bottle of water, exchanging the two when she’s done. I gently rub her back as she slowly sips her water.

“Better, Kitten?”

“A little.” She sniffs.

“Come on, let’s lay down for a little while.”

“Okay,” she readily agrees with a small smile.

Carrying her to the head of the bed, I lay her down and crawl in next to her. She curls into my side, placing her head on my chest. We stay like that for a bit, just holding each other, before I finally break the silence.

“It pained me to do that, Rowen. I much prefer our playful spankings.”

“Me too. I’ll try to only get in fake trouble from now on,” she teases.

“Good idea,” I agree, kissing the top of her head.

Trailing my fingers up and down her back, I let my mind wander. For some reason it hits on something the twins’ mom said the other night. I was not expecting Rowen’s response. When we got home that night, we all talked it out and unsurprisingly everyone was on board. She’s got one hell of a surprise coming tomorrow.

The little vixen herself pulls me out of my thoughts when she throws her leg over mine and starts sliding her hand down my chest, to my abs, and plays with the waistband of my pants.

“Whatcha doin, Kitten?’

“Hmmm? Oh, nothing. Just exploring.”

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