Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 127712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 639(@200wpm)___ 511(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 639(@200wpm)___ 511(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
I’ve earned this game. I’ve earned this woman.
So I will kiss her any time I want.
Even if it breaks his rules.
I pull out of the kiss and find Nova exactly where I want her. Confused, mostly. Her eyes are on me, not Mercer, which is where they should be.
There is a sense of satisfaction in this rebellion. Though she’s not even aware that she’s rebelling. Not yet, anyway.
“Climb in his lap, Nova.”
She is more than willing to do this. She places her hands on my shoulders and straddles me. She just had her first orgasm mere seconds ago, but it’s not her last. And damn, Mercer did a really good job at preparing her for this because she’s ready to go again. Even before she sits down in my lap and lets out a moan of desire so erotic, even Mercer moans back at her.
Like an animal calling for sex in the wild.
“Grind on him, Nova.”
Her eyes are on mine. She doesn’t even blink. She just begins to move her hips back and forth across my thick, hard cock. I’m dying to fuck her. Dying to come inside her. Simply dying to do these things. But I hold this desire in, playing Mercer’s game to the end. I’m OK with causing kinks in his chain of events that will lead to victory, but I’m not at all interested in blowing the whole thing up.
There is a jingle of a belt from behind me and I know Mercer is getting into position. He won’t be on camera, that’s not what this is about. But he’s not going to give up his own pleasure. The sound of a zipper, and then his moan. A moan I would recognize in a crowd of thousands.
He’s jerking off to us.
“Take his cock in your hands and put it inside you now, Nova.”
She bites her lip. Her eyes still only on me. Like his command isn’t the reason she’s doing this.
And now I know that I love her.
I want her.
And I will have her.
She sits up, takes my cock in her hand, and pushes it against her entrance.
This. This. This. This is what I want. Every morning. Every night.
I want her.
When she sinks down and I fill her up, it takes every bit of my own self-control not to come immediately. I grab her hair, pull it hard, then place one of my palms up to her throat.
“Easy, there, Locke,” Mercer says. “Go easy. I didn’t tell you to do that, did I?”
He commands her. But not only her.
He commands me.
This is her test, but not only her test.
It is my continued testing.
I close my eyes. I don’t want to blow it all up. I really don’t. And it’s not my intention at all.
But this woman. Ever since I found her that morning so long ago, I’ve wanted her.
And ever since she came to us, Mercer has been in the way. Demanding that I play it his way. Forcing me into compliance—
“Locke.” When I open my eyes, Mercer is right in front of me. Naked. Fisting his cock.
Nova is as surprised as I am. She looks over her shoulder, still grinding on me, still fucking me. Like it’s no surprise to her that she is in the middle of two powerful and naked men.
“What?” I say. And my voice is rough.
“Easy.”
Then he bends down, pushes Nova’s hair away from her neck, and begins to kiss her. She sucks in a breath, arching her back, clearly enjoying the extra, unexpected, but very welcomed attention.
He straightens back up, but he’s not looking at her. He’s looking at me. “Easy,” he says again. “I’m going to be here with you.”
I glance at the camera.
“I turned it off. It’s done.”
My smile is immediate. “You’re serious.”
“The game is over. I’ve clearly won.”
Then he places a hand on Nova’s back, right between her shoulder blades, pushing her breasts down to my chest. I know what’s coming next because I’ve done this dozens of times.
Just not with him.
With Olsen.
We’re going to fuck her together.
This is not something Mercer does.
He teases. He plays. He keeps his distance.
Until Nova Ryan showed up, that is.
I’m already inside her, so when he enters her ass, I almost die.
I’ve been dying to feel him, in this way or another, for so many years, I almost can’t process the ecstasy.
He takes her hair from my hands and pulls it, yanking her neck back. And he kisses her in that way of his. The way he taught me to kiss too. His hips slap against her ass. Filling the room with the sounds of sex. He lets me keep my hand on her throat, but his covers mine. Guiding the amount of pressure allowed.
I watch him fuck her. Something I have never seen him do. Not with Nova, not with any woman. And this, I realize, is his real victory.