Pick Your Playmate Novels & Stories

Iris. It became extremely clear to me at that point that I had been played all these a while ago. Not just by the man who was supposed to be my husband, but also by the Omega who claimed to be the personal maid to the Alpha and wanted me to feel at home by befriending me even from the very first day.

Allison grinned. "They are hot." Raeanne agreed. "Now it says I have to wait to see if there's a match." Allison replied. PARANORMAL DATE PLAY AT YOUR OWN RISK! "Umm, play at your own risk?" Raeanne questioned "Just part of the game." Allison replied. "Oh yay! It says I am a beta. And I will get to choose from the beta males. Wow, look at these hotties!" Allison squealed. "Oh wow! Are they real men?" Raeanne asked.

She says, and I take a deep breath as Marta looks at me. “Players auction?” She asks and Tatum smiles. “One of my best ideas, we are auctioning two hours of their time. Whoever bids more for the player will choose an activity from the agreed list to do with them for two hours,” I say, and she smiles. “That sounds fun,” Marta says, and I shake my head. “It sounds like my worst nightmare,” I let out under my breath as both of them looked at me with the same annoyed expression on their faces.

"But hold on a moment, I need to use the restroom." I stood up from my seat and walked out of the room and into the bathroom, leaving Zayn to ponder over my words. When I returned, I sat back down across from him and began to unveil my plan. "Well, I've been thinking about it for a while now," I said. "And I think the best way to pick a fake mate is to find someone willing to play along with the charade. Someone who needs something from me, or my father. And in return, I get what I want."

The MC interrupted our conversation when he suddenly announced that the game would begin now. That stopped me from asking more questions about who the girl really is and if she is actually someone special to Liam. "We are starting with the game of recognizing scent, and you only have two minutes to randomly pick a partner, and it must be someone from your team." Mr Vaughn said, and everyone began to pick their partner. I tried to look for my two friends, but they already picked each other, leaving me all alone. "Would you like me to choose you?" I looked behind and saw Theodore.

“If she is truly your fated mate, claiming her publicly—officially—will solidify everything. Your rule. Her protection. Even Cedric will be forced to back down.” Another elder, old Bram, coughed into his hand. “And if she isn’t your mate? You must choose another. For Nightshade’s sake.” My stomach turned. The thought of touching someone else—calling someone else Luna—was like chewing glass. I looked up slowly, eyes locking with Marcellus. “You’re telling me to pick a mate,” I said. “Publicly. On a stage. Like some fucking livestock auction. And you think that’ll keep the peace?”

Mom shook her head slightly as she placed her hands over mine around her waist as she whispered back, "Never." The other woman then suggested we play the game "tease." Mom and I asked how the game was played. The other woman smiled and explained, "Each coupled person takes turns teasing their lover. The rules are no actual penetration, masturbating, or letting the other couple and anyone else in the vicinity see what each partner is doing or saying to the other."

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to have sex, but I’m hungry and can feel my mood souring as a result. “Sure, it will. I want to take you into the playroom this evening. Hear me out before you object. First and foremost, as I have stated on several occasions, you never have to do anything you don’t want to do. Second, the playroom isn’t all about pain. Some rather pleasurable activities can be enjoyed simply by using the equipment to give us positions that we just can’t achieve in bed. Besides, I still haven’t returned the favor from this morning,” he countered. “Will Mateo be joining us?” I asked, pressing my thighs together to mask my arousal. It was probably futile because the steam of the sh

She said as she brought her lips to mine, giving me a wet sensuous kiss that lasted almost as long as our fuck. “Ok everyone!” Joan called. “I hope everyone enjoyed that little game, and of course the aftermath. I hope you all got as well fucked as I did! Now it’s time for a new game, but first, we’re going to pick new partners. Ladies choice, so gentlemen, sit back and close your eyes. The ladies get to choose!” I did as I was told, and closed my eyes. I felt Melinda climb off my lap, my dick suddenly cold after being buried inside her.

My dad asks, Justin and I like we used to stand up close together blocking them from seeing our names on the wall. "Nothing," we say on unison making them laugh, I didn't even know why we did that, it was like on instinct. "Just like when you were little" Jessie smiles leaning against the door frame "Of course, cause this is Yasmin and Justin's playroom," Justin says but stops and looks towards me "sorry, Savannah's and Justin's playroom," he says wrapping his arm around my shoulders smiling. Yasmin, I wonder what that little girl would be like now.