Novel & Cerita Pick Your Playmate

I definitely can't play against Robert but I could play against Adrian since she knows exactly how her father would think. I was drinking a glass of water when I heard a door open. 'They're done,' I thought. I walked out of the kitchen to see a half naked Jack picking up his clothing from the floor. I dramatically turned away screeching, "My virgin eyes!!" "Oh please... your eyes have seen it all," Jack stated. Roxy came out in her gown saying, "In fact, let's not talk about you and Adrian." I rolled my eyes. "So you two are lovers now?"

Lila’s POV Picking a boyfriend is a whole process. You overthink everything. Is he smart enough? Kind enough? Does he want kids? Does he make you laugh? It's exhausting. Picking someone for a one-night stand is simpler. You're horny. You find a willing guy. If the vibe is right, you go for it. You don't care if he leaves the toilet seat up or still has action figures on his shelf. You're not building a future. You're just looking for a good time. And as a woman, if you're halfway decent looking and put yourself out there, you can usually find a playmate. Tonight, I really, really wanted one.

I had come to play again tonight as I have in the past few years. After my shower, I waited until my first participant arrived. Mother knows about my fetishes and as we had a deep conversation when I was younger. That’s why she is always trying to find someone compatible with me. I understand her concern, but I feel I need to be the one to find the perfect companion that will be able to accept me as I am. Dressed in my boxer briefs and my satin robe, I lit a pre-rolled joint while waiting for my playmate of the evening. I usually accommodate one or two participants depending on how I feel; tonight I will have a repeat playmate.

"I don't. Their slavery keeps them aroused. They know they have to be pleasing at any time, so it's like their own bodies recognize the need to stay prepared for sex. It also makes them relatively easy to satisfy. They climax easily and often." "They're both exquisite slaves. How the hell do you pick?" "I don't pick. I take turns. You can leave it to chance; flip a coin or draw straws. You won't be disappointed in either one," I said. "They'll both be red silk for the poker game?" "Yes. Plus another surprise. Don't tell the others, but we'll have a third joining us." "Who? Anyone I know?" Jerry asked. "Not unless you do your shopping in the women's department of the mall department store. Sh

As soon as she reached the landing of the stairs, her eyes became wide with what she saw. Tova’s mother was standing in the main hall. His mother had a letter in her hand that she was waving at him. “How dare you do something like this Tova?” she yelled at him. “With what happened to us because of that girl’s mother, how could you choose her as your mate?” A muscle in his jaw feathered. He looked sternly at his mother and replied. “Did you choose your mate or did it happen naturally?”

The girl beside me shows me the seven of spades, her scowl lodged in place that I didn’t have too. “What did you choose?” she asked me. I show her my card and her eyes go wide. I smirk and she moves away from me, her cheeks flushed. “Anyone without a partner has to leave or redraw.” Erik said, a girl l already looped under his arm. Across the room, Josiah is paired with Jules and Finch to some girl. I’m surprised he stayed for the game. My eyes fell on Adeline. “Let me see it.” I murmured.

Whatever it is, it’s driving them crazy. It has not taken long for word to make it around the villages that I am looking for a wife. Every village that we have visited, the maids have been paraded before me. My closest friend, Magnus, is amused until he realizes that I am not finding my mate among any of these offerings. All the young women here are vying for my attention. Beautiful ones. Tall ones. Skinny ones. Short and plump ones. But not a single one here holds my attention for very long. If they even capture my attention.

The bond stretched between us like a live wire, like something electrical that had no business existing, and I pressed my hand flat against the front of my dress because I needed something to push against or I was going to embarrass myself in front of two hundred people. Don't say my name. Please don't say my name. He raised his champagne glass. "The Blackwood pack is my home," he said. "And there's no one I'd rather build its future with than the woman standing beside me. Sophia Hale." He paused. "My chosen mate. The future Luna of this pack. And, as of three months ago," another pause, measured, deliberate, "the mother of my heir." The hall erupted. I did not move.

He couldn't even remember the names of the girls talk more of picking the top 5. The elders smiled happily when they heard Zephyr's faux praise, they were glad that Zephyr trusted their decision, then they proceeded to pick out the ladies. The ones who weren't chosen bawled their eyes out while the ones that were picked screamed and smiled widely. They were happy that they were a step closer to being Zephyr's mate. If only they knew that the man in question didn't give a damn about any single one of them.

I stay quiet. “The invitation for the mate games just arrived.” The air in my lungs seize at his words. It’s impossible.How could we have received an invitation? “It’s mandatory for an eligible female from every family chosen to participate. We can’t refuse,” he continues, looking between the two of us. There’s a beat of silence, and then he says, “one of you will have to go.” My stomach sinks. I don’t like where this is going. Lila sits up straighter, her brows furrowing. “But the games are nothing but bull,” she blurts out, her voice sharp.