She shrugged. “I don’t really need more things, Finn.” I grasped her hips and turned her around to face me. “But I know you want them. Your omega craves being spoiled. Why are you resisting?” “It’s just a lot. I don’t deserve—” At my furious expression, she cleared her throat and changed course. “My nest is fine. You should spend your money on something else.” Before she could get herself into even more trouble, I took her by the waist, tipped her over my knee, and smacked her ass several times hard.
