Page 46 of The Game

In slow torture, he inched forward then withdrew, inched and withdrew. I tried to anticipate him. He knew. His teasing was elite level.

“How badly do you want to come?”

“S…so much.”

“I need to hear that pleasure as I give it to you. You heard the man. It’s soundproofed in here. I want you to call out for who owns you.”

“Malachi, please,” I begged.

“That’s it, angel.”

He tapped on the toys in my bra, upping their power. Then he did the same with the vibrator spearing me open, finally setting a rhythm that had me moaning in one long undulation. He went in deep. The warning signs of my orgasm had my whole body taut.

“I want it to be you I come on,” I pleaded. “Nothing ever feels as good as you.”

Malachi groaned and changed his position. A snap came as he tore my underwear from me. Then the toy was out of me and he was sinking in.

I whimpered in relief. He was bigger than the vibrator but filled me perfectly, the sensation unbeatable.

His voice turned gruff. “This what you want?”

“Only ever you.”

He kissed me then gave me exactly what I needed. A slow and steady fucking. When I was close again, Malachi used the vibrator on my clit, capturing the sounds of my cries with his kiss when I splintered and fell.

The wave I’d been riding crested. The sensation broke in brilliant electricity over me, and I clamped down on his dick, the orgasm so intense that tears leaked from my eyes.

I came down to earth with Malachi ridding me of the toys and tugging up my mask. He was still hard inside me, the night nowhere near over for either of us. But it was my gaze on him he needed. My mumbled words of love while he kissed me and praised me.

On the opposite wall, the TV sprang to life.

Onscreen, the camera displayed five women in the bright changing room. Instantly, I checked for Annie. She had that same poise as earlier, though was pale. Another woman rubbed her arm, and I was glad for her comfort.

Malachi ducked to kiss my shoulder. “She’s fine.”

“I know. I was the opposite in there. I wanted you, but I didn’t think you’d come.”

“I’m so sorry for that.”

The two other screens blinked to life and revealed the caged men, most already wearing skeleton bandannas around their lower faces, giving them a terrifying look.

Malachi grunted. “When I was in there, I thought you hadn’t come either. What a mistake.”

“It worked out in the end, that’s all that matters.”

I scanned each face, my gaze lingering on a tall man with brown hair and a neat beard. He wasn’t tussling with the others, and hadn’t yet put on his mask, but stood back and watched with an intelligence in his eyes. I didn’t know why, but there was something about him that matched with Annie’s energy.

“I’m calling it. Second camera, guy in the top right corner,” Malachi said.

“That’s exactly who I spotted for her.”

We gazed at each other.

With a wail, the siren sounded and the cages clanked open. Up until this moment, I hadn’t really felt any negative effects of the game, though inside that basement, I’d been petrified. The memory of that fear rushed back.

Malachi kissed me until it stopped. He kissed me while he fucked me, then made me look as a stunning woman with pretty braids past her shoulders was claimed by a thick-muscled man.

I hadn’t expected to get turned on by others having sex, but something was working for me. I came again before they did.

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