Chapter 35

Meadow’s POV

I was equal parts terrified and excited about the fact that I was about to be spanked by Alaric. No, not spanked.

Whipped. With his expensive leather belt. 

The pulse in my neck quickened as I slowly turned around and bent over the desk, pressing my cheek against the cold, hard wood.

The tension in the room thickened, and I shut my eyes, waiting for Alaric to say something. Anything.

There was no way he was happy about me doing this all because I wanted to save Tyler. Like I didn’t want it.

But the truth was that I absolutely wanted it. In fact, I wanted it so much that heat had already pooled between my thighs a long time ago.

He finally cleared his throat, and when he spoke, his voice was low and raspy. “Now, reach down and pull your panties down.”

My muscles tensed. This was it. The moment I pulled my panties down, Alaric was going to punish me the way he wanted, and stop whenever he wanted to. Tha