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

by K. Loraine

For the first time, it felt like I’d met someone I could give my heart to. Someone who might actually want it. Like I’d found a place where I belonged. That place just so happened to be a person.

I wanted to give her everything. My knot. My seed. I wanted to fill her full of me until I was dripping out of her and had to push it all back inside.

“Ben, you wicked wolf. Eat. Me.”

Why was it men could sow their wild oats and be applauded for it, but single women were expected to be chaste little virgins? No thank you. That was the patriarchy trying to keep us from learning about the power of good sex and demanding it for ourselves.

“I’ve never fucking felt this . . . this pull. I want to be around her all the time. To touch her, to be able to look at her, make sure she’s safe.”

Getting Asher to open up was about as easy as trying to crack an oyster with a foam pool noodle.

I was a helpless moth to her flame. Driven by my baser instincts. They urged me to reclaim what’s mine.