Page 47 of The Game

Then Malachi was between my legs, licking me clean with fevered urgency and finding another toy, the neglected choice, to coax me into a third orgasm that left me whimpering.

The second and third couple were claimed, and as Malachi returned up my body to slot into me again, his breath heaving with how badly he needed to come, Annie appeared on the screen.

A pack chased her.

“Don’t look.”

Malachi stole my breath with a drugging kiss.

I broke it when a woman cried out. But it was the fourth, a different pretty blonde. Three men fought over her, the winner capturing her then making his ownership clear with an urgent, frantic claim.

That left my friend as the last woman standing, just as I had been.

I closed my eyes. “Tell me when it’s over.”

Malachi started slow strokes into me. “Eyes on me, angel. Whatever happens down there, it will be okay. All I need right now is to come. I can’t do that if your attention is elsewhere.”

My focus left the pack of men who hunted my best friend and clung to my beloved Malachi. “Untie me.”

He did. I rolled him to his back and climbed on to ride him.

I loved him. There was nothing that could beat what we’d found. The game had given us that, as it would to anyone who took part. Everything else faded while I rode Malachi until he was gripping my thighs for all his worth.

“I love you so much,” I said.

As always, it was his trigger. He bucked into me and came. It triggered my fifth orgasm of the night, I rode it out as much as I could before collapsing onto him. Spent. Exhausted but exhilarated too.

The buzzer in the basement demanded our attention return to the screens.

On the main one, Annie was the arms of the intelligent-looking, bearded man we’d picked for her. He carried her in his arms out of the door, passing a cheering crowd that included Peonie and Jacob.

A laugh flew from my lips. Malachi’s joined it, and he rolled and hugged me.

All was right with the world. All was exactly as it should be. I couldn’t wait to see my friend as in love as we were.

The End.