EMBER'S POV
I pant down at him, triumphant. "Ha."
"I let you do that."
"Sure you did."
His grin is slow and wicked. "Want to know why I let you do that?"
"Because you're a gentleman?"
"Because I like this view." His eyes drag down my body—the shirt riding up my thighs, my chest heaving, my hair a disaster around my face. "Definitely worth losing on purpose for."
"You're such a liar." But I'm grinning too, and my heart is racing, and everything feels bright and alive in a way I've never experienced before. "Admit it. I bested you."
"You bested me," he agrees solemnly. "The Lycan King, defeated by an omega in his own bed. The scandal."
"I'll be merciful." I lean down and kiss him, soft and sweet, a contrast to all the playful violence.
His hands settle on my waist, warm and possess
