Chapter 36

Alaric’s POV

I had to leave her there.

Because if I hadn’t, I would’ve fucked her.

Right there, bent over my fucking desk, Meadow was the sexiest little thing I’d ever seen. Her ass was red and raw from my belt, her body soaking and trembling. Just one more second in that room and I would’ve driven into her so deep she’d forget her own name.

I’d been worried that she would be horrified by the idea of being whipped, but she proved me wrong. Meadow was soaked. Fucking dripping. And I knew that with every stroke I landed on that perfectly round ass, she got hornier.

And then she had begged. Begged me to make her come, but I didn’t.

I went down the stairs, storming into the gym on the first floor, and then flicked the lights on. I didn’t hesitate to head straight for the punching bag hanging near the mirrored walls, neither did I bother with gloves.

Not that I ever did.

But I didn’t need to feel pain. Not today.