“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...