Page 141 of A Game of Love and Betrayal

In response, she arched her hips and spread her legs. “I want you.”

That was all she had to say. He released her wrists, settling between her like he belonged there because he did. His tip brushed her core, and he nearly lost himself there.

Her fingers found his shoulders, and she clung to him as he brought his hips forward. Dipping his head, he kissed her. “I love you,” he murmured.

He lowered himself into her, one inch at a time, as she stretched to accommodate him. He moved as slowly as he could, letting her get used to him.

Gods, it took every ounce of patience Ryker possessed.

A vampiric purr rumbled through Brynleigh’s chest as he filled her to the hilt. Shadows slipped from her hands, and she moaned beneath him, rolling her hips. “You feel so good, Ryker.”

His forehead fell on hers, and he panted, “You feel better than all my dreams.”

He allowed her to take the lead at first, to move slowly while she got used to him. To them.

That’s what they were now. A pair. Partners in every way. Brought together by the Choosing and forever bound to each other in love.

Nothing could ever tear them apart. No one could break them. He wouldn’t allow it.

Eventually, Brynleigh’s nails raked down his back. “More, Ry,” she demanded. “Harder.”

She didn’t need to ask him twice. Withdrawing almost all the way, he thrust into her with all his strength. He wasn’t worried about breaking this vampire of his. She was even stronger than him and could take anything he gave her.

Brynleigh moaned, her legs wrapping around him. She met each of his movements with her own. Their sweat-slicked skin moved together as they each climbed towards their release. Her nails dug into his back. He slammed into her. She cried out. He groaned.

They drew closer, closer, closer to oblivion.

“I want you to come on my cock, Brynleigh.” His hand slid between them and found her clit. “Now.”

She obeyed beautifully, shattering with a scream that he would never forget. She broke apart beneath him, and his own release quickly followed. He came so hard that stars appeared behind his eyes.

Later, after they’d tested out the shower—it did indeed have enough room for the two of them, especially when he pinned Brynleigh against the wall and took her standing up—they cleaned up. He locked the balcony doors and shut the curtains before climbing into bed behind his wife. The only light came from the dim glow of the alarm clock on the nightstand.

Brynleigh’s head rested on his chest, and her eyes were closed as she drew circles on his skin. “I’m glad I entered the Choosing,” she murmured. “This is… far more than I could’ve ever imagined.”

He kissed her. “Me too, Mrs. Waterborn. Me, too.”

Ryker couldn’t imagine having Chosen anyone else.

Brynleigh was his.

Forever.

CHAPTER 35

New Game, New Rules

Brynleigh’s shadows slammed through her veins, urging her to wake up. They swam into her dreams, pulling her out of her fantasies.

What was happening?

She blinked, staring at the glowing red numbers on the clock. It was barely four in the morning. She should’ve slept for a few more hours after the way Ryker had tired her out. An arm pressed her into the mattress, and a heavy thigh was pinned between hers. She was naked, as was he, but that wasn’t what had woken her.

Something was terribly wrong. Brynleigh’s stomach twisted, and her shadows writhed, warning her to pay attention.

Her eyes swept through the room, searching for trouble. Their clothes were where they’d left them. Their suitcases, which had been delivered sometime during the reception, were in the open closet. Her eyes lifted to the curtains covering the windows.

Wait. The curtains.

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