War Games Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 108563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
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Her beautiful face falls, her eyes widening, realizing just how serious I am, and without a second of hesitation, she turns on her heel and flies after him, intent to make her kill and take claim of his identification.

“Over my dead fucking body,” Siren calls over her shoulder as she makes a break for the reeds, her bare feet digging into the sandy shore as she goes.

I can’t help but laugh as I start after them. This may not be the most exciting game I’ve ever played. That position is solely reserved for the night Siren cuffed me to the fridge and let me fuck her after I caught her, but this is coming in a close second. There’s something about being in competition with this woman that excites me, and I can’t get enough.

I’ve got to give credit to The Executioner. For a retired cop, the fucker moves fast, but he’s not faster than me or Siren. He makes it all the way to the entrance of the massive cave system to the right of the lake. The caves are dark and offer protection, but I’m a hunter by nature, so there’s nowhere inside those caves he could possibly hide from me.

The Executioner disappears into the caves, followed shortly by Siren, and despite how dark it is, I know she can sense exactly where he is. It only takes me a second to catch up to her, and I silently move in by her side. “Don’t even think about taking this kill,” she mutters, trying to keep her voice low, though I don’t know why she bothers. I have no doubt that The Executioner knows exactly where we are.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I lie, a smirk pulling at my lips.

Siren scoffs. “You’re so full of shit.”

A laugh rumbles through my chest, and as the sound bounces off the cavernous walls, Siren takes off at a run. My laugh rumbles louder, and when the cave forks, splitting into two, I start heading the opposite direction. “You’re going the wrong way,” I taunt.

“Am not.”

“You sure about that?” I call as the darkness eats me up.

A moment passes, and silence falls around me as the sound of Siren’s footsteps comes to a halt. A second passes and then another before the sweetest sound fills the cave. “Fuck!”

The grin that tears across my lips is almost psychotic, and hearing as she backtracks before following after me down the right side of the cave, I pick up my pace simply to taunt her.

“Fucking asshole,” Siren mutters as she comes up behind me. “I put too much effort into trapping this loser. I’m not about to hand him to you right at the finish line.”

“You want him, baby, then take him from me.”

Siren skips ahead of me, spinning around and walking backward as she meets my stare. “Call me baby one more time, and I’ll have no choice but to rip your vocal cords out of your throat and strangle you with them.”

Fuck. This woman knows a thing or two about foreplay. “I’d like to see you try.”

Siren scoffs and turns back around before pausing in the middle of the cave. I move in right behind her, unable to keep from putting my hands on her waist and circling one down over the front of her hip.

She smacks my hand away before I get any lower and distracts us both from the real reason we’re here. “You can have me after I take out this dirty pig,” she murmurs, lifting her chin as if to sniff out the very animal we’re hunting. “Assuming you can control yourself enough not to come in your pants while I put on a show.”

My hand trails up her body before circling her throat, and as I gently squeeze, she melts against me. “I told you, baby. You’re not beating me to this kill, but I’ll still claim your sweet cunt either way.”

Siren groans, and with a sharp push of her hips, she slams her ass back against my cock, almost bringing me to my knees as she sprints deeper into the cave, more than locked on her target now. “You’re gonna have to try harder than that, Reaper,” she calls over her shoulder as she disappears into the cave.

I kneel down, my fist pressed against the hard ground as I take a second for my balls to settle back into place, and despite the damage this woman insists on doing to my balls, I think I was right—I’m falling in love with her.

Fuck that. Who am I kidding? I’m already there. But despite how I might feel about her, that doesn’t mean I’m about to hand her the win on this one. If she wants it, she’s going to have to pry it from my cold, dead hands.

I take off after her, this time being as silent as the ghost the other contenders fear me to be, and as I creep into a wider opening of the cave, I find Siren well and truly on the hunt. Her blade is clutched in her hand, her target locked and loaded.


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