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Deek
She swallowed. “I had to.”
“You gave me to Seranda.”
Shaking her head, she came up onto her knees so we were almost eye level. “No, of course not. Did you think I wanted you to f**k her?” Tears filled her eyes, but didn’t fall. “Did you?”
“That’s three, Tiffani.”
“Three?”
“I’m counting the reasons why your ass should be spanked.”
“Did you f**k her?” she asked again, her voice so unsure, so unlike the fearless woman I had grown to love.
Holding up my wrists, I let her see that my cuffs were still on. “I belong to you and no one else. But you? You say you’re mine, but aren’t wearing my cuffs.”
They weren’t required by Atlan law for us to remain mated, but I wanted the sign, the outward proof that Tiffani belonged to me. Not all Atlans needed that level of connection, but Da
