"I'll let you win, but you owe me a bribe," Landon growled into my ear, his hot breath tickling my fur.
His massive arms cradled my wolf form against his chest, my tail swishing with excitement at his words. The wound on my leg still throbbed, but the pain seemed distant now, overshadowed by the electric tension between us.
«What kind of bribe are we talking about?» I teased through our mental link, watching his eyes darken.
"The kind that will leave you breathless and begging," he promised, his voice a seductive rumble that sent shivers racing down my spine.
I licked the side of his neck in response, feeling his body tense at the intimate gesture. A deep growl vibrated through his chest, and I felt rather than heard his thoughts – images flashing through our connection of exactly what he'd do to claim that bribe later.
