Page 119 of The Games We Play

“Oh fuck, I’m yours.”

“Who’s going to claim every inch of this gorgeous fucking body?” I ask, putting more pressure as I press into the tight ring.

“You, Seamus. You.” I press the tip in and her pussy clenches against my cock, pulling out my orgasm with hers.

“Fuuuuccccck,” I hiss out, my body falling over hers. We’re both covered in a sheen of sweat, and only the sound of our labored breath fills the room.

I reach up and push the blindfold back, then snap the plastic clasps loose from the rope cuffs.

She pulls her hands down, and runs her hands through my hair, pulling my lips up to meet hers.

“I love you,” she whispers into my mouth with a kiss that says everything.

She’s always been the one to believe in karma and fate. I’ve never believed in signs, divine intervention, or some higher power creating our destiny. But the way we came back to each other will never cease to amaze me, and it will be the only time that I admit it was nothing short of a miracle.

I rub the pad of my finger over her Orion tattoo.

“It’s always been you, sunshine.”

EPILOGUE

SEAMUS

Three Months Later

“Dane…” I glare at my so-called friend as he taunts me while walking toward the stage. “Don’t you dare,” I threaten.

“What? It’s just a little karaoke!” He shrugs with a shit-eating grin.

“Oh, Jesus, what is he going to do?” Hudson asks as he palms his face.

A normal gesture when we’re out with Dane, I suppose.

Afterburn introduced karaoke nights due to Elena’s love for karaoke, and while it’s normal to see her and Jake take on a song or two, Dane isn’t normally here to provoke us.

He’s visiting before his backpacking trip to Europe, and God only knows what is going to happen with Dane and a mic.

As he steps up on stage, he introduces himself to the crowd before he walks over to the machine and chooses his song.

“I just want to let everyone know right now that I will not stop singing until those two,” he points at me and Hudson, “join me.”

Hudson’s face drops and he slouches in his chair, as if he’d be more comfortable if the seat swallowed him whole.

I, on the other hand, just raise my eyebrows with a death stare, because I might actually kill Dane tonight.

He can sing out of tune all fucking night, nothing will get me on the stage.

“Nothing you’re not familiar with, right, Hud?” I pat him on the shoulder, giving him shit because he did dance on a stripper stage in Vegas.

“Vegas was different,” he mutters under his breath.

“You’d rather dothat, than this?” I point at Dane as he picks his song on the machine.

“Neither, actually, so no matter what, we’re going to hold out.” He holds his fist out. “We’re in this together…we are staying right here,” he says as a statement.

I knuckle his fist. “Agreed,” I respond just asMy Girlstarts playing through the speakers and Dane seductively walks over to Ember, who is getting a drink at the bar with Mimi.

Hudson stands immediately.

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