Page 38 of The Game

I smiled. The animal attraction thing had worked for both of us. “I read everything I could find about you.”

“You wanted me to be yours,” he decided.

“I did. Bring that big thing to my mouth.”

“Fuck.” He climbed up and knelt over me.

I scooted up on my elbows to suck on him. He brushed my hands away.

“Get back to work. I want you panting around my dick and desperate.”

Malachi fed me his dick. I sheathed my teeth and took him in deep. Something about having him in my mouth heightened my need, and after only a minute of deep and slow strokes, I was panting, just like he wanted.

With a groan, he pulled away and rolled us, so fast I was surprised.

And sitting astride him.

He held my hands. “Ride me until you come. I’m so fucking close but I can hold off until I see you fall apart on my dick.”

I lifted to get into position then sank down. The stretch was so perfect, just as it had been when I woke. “Did you have sex with me in my sleep?”

“Yes.”

No apology. Nothing but unfailing honesty.

“Can I do that to you?”

“I’d fucking die to wake with you on me.”

Using his hands as grips, I rose and fell on him, finding a rhythm that hit a place deep inside me that had me seeing stars. I chased the feeling, using him to build myself up, and up, and up. My climax struck me down in a hard hit of desire.

Malachi gave a shout and bucked into me, his orgasm right behind mine, and the combination of us both creating such heady pleasure that I could never get over.

Stunned, elated, and blissed out, I dropped to his tattooed chest.

Malachi stroked my hair. “I’d do anything for you, angel. All I need to know from you is if this is forever for you. It is for me. Right from the very first sight, all I could imagine was a life for us spreading out ahead of me. I wanted to take care of you. Grow old with you. I can’t explain it and I don’t want to. If you need more time?—”

“I don’t. I love you. I had such strong feelings for you that scared me to death, but they slowly proved they were real. I have a little more time off work, too. There is nothing I want to do other than be with you. I want this.”

“Even if that means being public? My fans will lose their shit about you. Rumours have already started.”

“Why do you think I took you to my Christmas dinner where you could meet all my colleagues? I’d never hide you.”

“Then let’s get dressed. I have something to ask you.”

I held my breath. Shade had informed me that the game typically ended in proposals at the end of the thirty days. Not everyone got married, but there was a tradition of announcements for the happy couples.

The tone of Malachi’s voice told me exactly what this was going to be.

“Is that why we’re supposed to be going to the gym?”

Malachi kissed me. “It’ll be busy. It always is on Christmas Day as we throw a party. My kids will be present, my manager and coach, a camera to capture the moment. Or, angel, I can do it right now.”

The choice didn’t even need consideration. “I want the world to know.”

We were at the gym in under an hour.

In a smart grey shirt I’d bought him as a gift, Malachi let me linger outside for a moment, claiming back my peace of mind where the attacker could’ve stolen it. But I was done letting people walk over me. I wore a spiked necklace Malachi had gifted me, and I wasn’t going to be intimidated by anyone again.

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