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setting in place a simple glamour that prevented any passerby from seeing their coming activities through the glass office wall.
    She looked up, arched a brow, and set her pen down. “Max.”
    His name. One word. In that soft purr, it was an aphrodisiac and he was not immune as he should be.
    â€œHello, kitten.” He smiled at the soft shiver he felt from her. She was not immune either.
    â€œI’m busy.”
    â€œYou’re about to be,” he agreed, setting aside his coffee and summoning a beautifully wrapped box on her desk.
    Her mouth curved in a sensual smile that made his blood heat. “A gift? How delightful.”
    Long, elegant fingers plucked at the lavender iridescent ribbon and tore at the royal blue wrapping. Inside rested an ornate wooden box. He watched as her fingertips drifted over the phrase that was carved there: Only within my bonds will you truly know freedom.
    Victoria said nothing, but he watched her with a Hunter’s perception and noted the sudden appearance of erect nipples beneath her white silk blouse. Her hand lifted to engage his vision, holding aloft a set of velvet-lined nipple clamps connected by a delicate gold chain.
    â€œI was wondering when you were planning to get around to the toys,” she said, a tad breathlessly. “You’ve waited longer than most.”
    The intimation that he was nothing special, merely another in a long string of annoyances, forced his hand. Furiously swirling air filled the room, scattering the papers on the desk and thrusting Victoria backward. Max stalked toward her, his gaze narrowed, his open palm closing swiftly into a fist, bringing her to an abrupt stop just a scant inch away from the window.
    Her green eyes were wide, her lips parted on panting breaths, her chest rising and falling in apparent fear. He, however, knew it to be intense arousal. He could feel her in his thoughts, their bond building with every moment spent together. The surge of power inside her, a careful blending of magic and Familiar enhancement, made him groan aloud with his own overpowering lust. Never in his life had he felt this way about a woman. It felt almost as if he’d found the perfect fit to a puzzle piece. His fingertips itched with the magic coursing through him—magic strengthened by his proximity to Victoria.
    â€œKitten,” he growled, reaching her. He thrust his hands into her cropped hair and pressed her back against the glass, her feet suspended a few feet above the ground. Eye-level with him.
    She purred and nuzzled against him, her silver hoop earrings cold against his cheek, and then too hot. He stepped back, his power pinning her to the scenic view of the city behind her. Her arms were held motionless beside her head, her breasts thrusting wantonly toward him in the submissive pose. Only here, in the seat of her corporate influence, would a true taming be possible. She was ruler here. Until he arrived.
    That was the lesson to be learned.
    As he reached for the buttons of his shirt and freed them, magic mimicked his movements with Victoria’s blouse. He smiled as he felt his belt loosen, pleased with her initiative in exerting her own power to undress him.
    â€œA nooner?” she murmured, before licking her lips.
    â€œAn all-afternooner,” he corrected, shrugging out of his shirt.
    â€œYou’re insatiable.”
    â€œYou love it.”
    Max watched with heated anticipation as the bra clasp between her breasts snapped open and then separated. The nipple clamps rose up from the floor and then clipped into place, her reaction to the sudden pressure a low hiss from between clenched teeth. The sight of those pale, firm breasts capped with swollen, reddened nipples and the slender chain made freeing his cock from its confinement necessary.
    â€œOooh, Max,” she purred, moving sinuously against the window as he dropped his pants. “What a big cock you have.”
    He gave her his best wolfish