Olive's POV
"I guess I have more shots to try." Orvyn spanked my ass, rubbing the spot to sooth the pain.
My eyes twinkled at the impact, raw energy coursing through me. He dropped my suspended leg on the chair to the floor and transferred me to the table. "Lie on your side, and rest on your forearm. I'm going to give it to you from behind this time," he said, while setting the cups and jars on the floor.
Sex on the table. What does Orvyn have for me this time?
I did as instructed, ever ready to please my mate. The position was a bit awkward and uncomfortable. My upper body rested on my elbow, but I trust Orvyn to make it worth the effort. In the end, I'd be grateful I never complained.
He climbed the table behind me, and assumed the same position. My nape flamed, collecting the he
