Deal with the Demon (The Mate Games: Pestilence, #1)

by K. Loraine

My wolf gave a little snarl at the comparison. We were so not a puppy, but if she wanted to rub my belly, I’d let her call me her good boy.

“Allow me to introduce myself.” I took her hand, dipping down to brush a kiss on the backs of her fingers. “I’m Remington Mercer. You can call me Remi. And the grumpy asshole you met earlier is my brother Ben—Bentley. Don’t worry, he’s mostly bark. Just a little bite.” “And you?” “Oh, baby girl, I’m all bite.”

The huge log split down the middle after my fourth swing, and I let out a groan of satisfaction. “That’s right. Part like a whore’s thighs, right down the middle.”

Um, excuse me Sir.😳

“Did you just call me your little cabbage?” “Oh, I’m sorry, did that offend you? Shall I just refer to you as my filthy little slut instead?” She blushed, but not with shame. Desire made her eyes a molten gold. “As long as you call me yours—”