Page 24 of The Game

He told me he loved me more than was required. He’d link his gaze to mine and lay down the words. I almost believed it.

Friday rolled around, exactly one week after our claiming game.

In his big bed, I snuggled in his arms. “From today, we’re allowed to spend more time apart, according to the rules.”

Our two-hour maximum changed to four hours for the rest of our thirty days.

He brushed my hair from my eyes. “Is there something you need to do?”

“Without you? Nothing.”

Relief swept over his expression. He pulled me onto his chest and kissed me. “Thank fuck for that. I have to get back into the ring, but I need you with me.”

I folded my arms under my chin so I could see him better. “I get to see you fight?”

“Yes, angel. If I have my way, you’ll be at every bout and training session. I know that won’t fly when you’re back at work, but until then, I want you to see me.”

Desire pulsed inside me. Not only from the thought of him in the ring but his casual reference to our life after the thirty days had expired. I didn’t let myself think that far ahead. We’d agreed not to discuss it. To even think about it was terrifying. He apparently didn’t have the same problem.

Malachi’s eyes flared, and he flipped me over so I was face down on the mattress. “That turned you on. You pictured me pounding some asshole to the floor with my knuckles bloodied, didn’t you?”

“Y-yes.”

“Sweat. Muscles taut. People screaming my name.”

I moaned, and he’d barely touched me.

He spread my legs and knelt between my thighs. “You’ll have to get good at hiding that in public. Or I’m in danger of getting hard while at work and imagining doing this.”

Malachi hiked up my backside and kissed me right between the legs. Open-mouthed, I fisted the sheets, so ready for him.

He sucked my clit gently and played with me, teasing his tongue at my entrance then sliding back to my ass.

My eyes flew open. His voice returned in a rumble.

“I want to try something.”

“Anything.”

He gave a dark laugh. “I love how willing and obedient you are. Such a good girl.”

I shuddered at the praise.

“I want to dominate you in every way. Flip over, angel.”

I did, gazing up at him as he knelt over me. Malachi cupped my head and guided his dick to my mouth. I’d already done this once or twice over the week, but he preferred to be the one giving.

I sucked him lightly. He rolled his head back and let me take him in deeper for a minute. When he throbbed in my mouth, he pulled back so I was sucking on just the tip.

He held my jaw. “You’re so good at that. Seeing you take me in your mouth with your big brown eyes watching me is the hottest fucking image ever. Which brings me onto what I want next. To own every one of your holes. Your mouth is perfect.”

He withdrew his dick then moved down to between my thighs and thrust in.

“Your pussy. God, I could fucking live in here. You’re so hot and tight. But next… On all fours, angel.”

He gave me the space to arrange myself as he’d asked. I shivered at what I guessed was coming.

Malachi eased a finger into me. “You’re so wet, I need to borrow some of that for your ass.”

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