Possession (The Mate Games 3)

“Oh, did I say stodgy? I meant stuffy.”

He slapped my ass, the sting sending me skittering toward the door. “I’ll show you stuffy.”

“You did not just spank me.”

“I did, and I’ll do it again if you keep it up, dove. I know what it does to you, so pretend all you like, sweetheart.”

“Is that a promise?”

“You know it is.”

“I wouldn’t have teased you if I knew you were so... fussy.”

He let out a warning growl, then said, “You’d better run, little wolf. When I catch you, you won’t think I’m so fussy.”

I grinned at him, taking off down the stairs and through the hallways back to his room. As I made the last turn, there was a flash of heat licking up my wrist that made me stumble into a wall. But by the time I glanced up, the only one nearby was Noah, hot on my heels.

I paused as I brushed my fingertips over the bracelet, but it was cool, as usual. That one moment of hesitation was my biggest mistake. Noah caught me in his arms, giving my mark a nip before he kissed my neck and breathed in my ear, “I have you now. You’re never going to escape.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist, clinging to him. “Good. The only place I want to be is in your arms, Noah Blackthorne.”