"I planned an outing for us, but instead I think we'll stay home so I can punish you for your insolence." Ambrose grinned.
And then he smelled it. Clear as day.
Arousal. A part of her wanted it. And that was enough. The shopping can wait; he was going to teach his little princess a lesson.
He used his ability to speed over and pick Odette up, bringing her to the bed.
Roughly shoving her face into the mattress.
Ambrose slapped her across her ass. Odette let out a cry and then a whimper. Her fingers curled into the bed.
"You are such a bad little princess, you need to learn how to behave." Ambrose growled, smacking her ass again.
Odette jerked forward and arched her back. The scent of her arousal was strengthening.
He smacked her ass one more time, she bit down hard grunting, fighting back a moan that was daring to escape her lips.
