Page 64 of A Debt of Darkness

Whoa, fuck. I’m off. My feet fly over the ground, but I’m not as quick as usual. I’m deconditioned and my fitness level’s taken a massive hit. I’m panting and working hard, and Henry tackles me to the floor almost as soon as the game begins. He cushions the landing and I pout as he celebrates his victory.

His mouth moves to my neck and I groan, unable to escape from him. I don’t want to and when he starts kissing my chest, I’m certain I want this to continue.

“Good girl,” he says, pulling my top up and running his hands over my stomach. “If I catch you again, this comes off.”

He pulls me to his feet, grins, and tells me to run. I take off again, racing toward the woods and only just making it before I crash onto the ground.

“It’s coming off, lea.”

I whimper and my clit throbs.

Henry wrestles my top off as I writhe underneath him and my core heats, excited by this game. He’s going to win it and I’m going to end up naked, and the anticipation of what happens afterward has me on edge. I’ve not played these kinds of games, but I’m enjoying them, and Henry’s enjoying them too.

His mouth moves over my breasts and he plays with a nipple through the lace bra. He’s good, damn good, sending joltafter jolt of pleasure to my clit. I moan and my back arches, allowing Henry to slide his hands behind me and unhook my underwear.

“Please.”

He laughs, wickedly. “You wanted me to play with you, lea.” His hands stroke my stomach and his fingers dip under my trousers. “I’m going to play with you.” Henry pulls the lace of my underwear enough to make his point clear. “These come off next.”

Holy fuck.

I squeal and my clit throbs so damn hard it’s impossible to stay still. I wrap my thighs around his and lift my hips, trying to find release—or relief—from the agony of its heat.

“Not yet, lea,” Henry says, dragging a nail down my center. “You need to earn it first. Run, Ivy.”

I scramble over the ground, heading deeper into the woods. My muscles hurt as I push harder, determined to show Henry I’m not an easy quarry. As much as I want him to catch me, I need him to know I’m not weak—and I’m damn sure he won’t play if he thinks I’ve made it too easy.

I weave through the tree and look behind me, searching for the man who should be chasing me. There’s nothing there and I stop, confused and alone. Henry collides with my side and I hurtle to the ground, screaming as he catches me unawares.

“Never look behind, Ivy. Never stop running.”

Henry’s pupils dilate as he stares down at me, dropping his head to plant kisses all over me. They tickle and I plead with him to stop, laughing as he carries on and sends my arousal soaring.

Fucking hell, I’m falling for the man.

I don’t want this to stop, especially not when his handsyank my sweats off. Heat erupts through my core as he rips my lingerie to shreds and I’m left naked underneath him, utterly exposed.

“Spread your legs, lea.”

I blush and freeze.

“Spread them, Ivy. Don’t make me punish you.”

I shudder with excitement. I don’t know when I lost my mind, but it’s clear I’ve gone insane. My clit’s on fire and I’m uncomfortably wet, already desperate for Henry to make this feel good.

He waits. He’s making me do this. Henry’s making fucking sure I know exactly who’s in charge and how much I want him—and he’s making damn sure I know I did this. Freely.

My legs move and he hums. I move them wider and his eyebrow arches. I exhale and open my legs as wide as I can and Henry tips his head forward, smiling ever so fucking slightly.

“Good girl.”

I maintain the little dignity I have left and suppress my squeal as my insides flip from his praise. He knows I like it. I know I like it. We both know he knows and he’ll be using more of it.

“Understand this is mine,” he says, running his fingers over me. “All of it, lea. All of you.”

I roll my hips and moan, enjoying the pleasure washing over me. I want more of this and my body’s screaming it’ll give him anything he wants to get it. Any-fucking-thing. Because this feels far too good to stop and I’m always going to ask for more.

“Such a needy pet,” he sighs, feigning annoyance as he grins wickedly. “Master will have to take care of you.”

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