Que Comience El Juego Novels & Stories

She settles back against the bed, preparing herself for what’s coming. Precum wets my boxers, and my balls are so tight it almost hurts. With more self-control than I knew was possible, I lick the inside of her thigh, moving my mouth closer and closer to her pussy. I flick my eyes to her face before diving in, eating her out. Quinn moans and moves her hips against my face, wanting it rougher than I usually give it to her.

“What’s happening? I thought the game wasn't supposed to start until I was ready.” I called out in a panic stricken voice. My fingers trembled. The trainer turned to Darius's corner as if waiting for validation. I darted my gaze at him and just as it hit him, he met it with a dark gleam in his eyes. He nodded. Just then, the trainer's voice revved through the air. “Once one of the players gets into their apparel,the game starts. Sadly Andrea, the game has already begun. The person who first hits three successful strikes wins. And the loser, if it's you, fails and loses their shot at ever joining the team.”

The beast prince bared his fangs. Let the game begin.

A new message from the Founder. Only one line. “You rescued her.” Then another message appeared. “But the real game hasn’t even started yet.”

The game wasn't over. It had just begun.

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

After setting up the obstacle course. I manifested a black silk blindfold. Tying it around my head. I called forth my armor and sword. Yup, it was that kind of obstacle course to match the type of day I was having. Readying myself. Stepping into the obstacle course, an arrow shot at my calf grazing it. The sting left great. I opened my senses further. Dodge the sword flying at my head. Running forward, deflecting attack after attack. When I get to the end of the course, I felt I wasn’t alone. I inhaled deeply it was a scent I recognized. Rain and lavender. I parried the blow that would’ve hit me in the head. Sidestepping my opponent, I evaded all his attacks. I dodged too slow he sliced my a

"I'm not going to lie: I'm excited to take up where we left off, but only if you are as well. Lara, we'll go at your pace or not at all." She took a few steps back and looked about at the velvet lunar night and the dark bulk of the island rising to her left. She listened to the silence, which was only broken by the soft lapping of the sea against the hull of the boat. Finally, she took a step forward and looked at the man who was staring at her so attentively. She said, "It's what I want, too. I'm a little out of my element right now. Chris, this is all new to me."

"Congratulations for reaching the final Stage, now shall we start the game?" Not editedc

The game has just begun. . . . #TBC