21. The Game
“We’re going to play a game, beautiful,” Derik purred, running his finger down my cheek.
I was standing in an empty ballroom with my three alphas, and each one looked as devilishly sexy as the other. And they wanted to play? Yes, please.
I smirked up at him. “What kind of game?”
“Not that kind of game, Spitfire.” Braxton chuckled, and I gave him a dramatic pout.
And then Kai was behind me, wrapping his arms around me. “We could play that kind of game; it’d be much more fun.”
He kissed over my neck, and I rolled my head to the side to give him better access. I sighed as my body warmed beneath his touch. My eyes met Derik’s, who was watching with heavy lust in his eyes.
I grabbed his hand and brought it to my lips. “Are you sure we can’t play my game instead?” I ask
