Page 66 of Vicious Games

Richard chuckled. “There are photos.”

Aurora buried her face in her hands and groaned in embarrassment.

I laughed. “I hope they at least caught my good side.”

Richard frowned. “There’s one of your bare ass, so I’d say yes, they did.”

Aurora looked up at the ceiling. “Oh, God, kill me now.”

Richard smirked. “I think I remember that from the audio.”

Aurora’s mouth dropped open as she sputtered and choked on her humiliation. She rose from her chair and was going to make a hasty retreat out of the dining room, but I caught her around the waist and dragged her onto my lap. “Don’t worry, kitten. Richard is just teasing.”

Lizzie dropped her napkin and laughed. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t resist letting him do it. Don’t worry, Aurora. There are no photos.”

The corner of Richard’s mouth lifted. “The audio, on the other hand—”

Lizzie gave him a playful swat on the shoulder. “Richard, don’t tease her.” She then turned to Aurora. “There is no audio either.”

Aurora lowered her head and hid behind her hair. “This is so embarrassing.”

I placed a finger under her chin and lifted her face. “Serves you right to be embarrassed. It was a dirty trick you tried to play on me.”

The last three years had been far from boring. As I slowly became more comfortable with the vulnerability that came with loving someone, my games continued, but they had lost their sinister edge. And now Aurora had joined in on the kinky fun. We routinely tried to surprise one another with elaborate tricks and game play.

Recently, after a concert in Prague, Aurora had charmed a certain general into having me arrested by the military police and thrown into one of their prisons. What she hadn’t counted on was I had caught wind of her scheme.

Lizzie interrupted my thoughts. “I want to know all the juicy details.”

I cupped Aurora’s face and brought her close so I could gently kiss her warm cheek. Then I turned to Lizzie. “Let’s just say one of us was wearing handcuffs by the end of the night… and it wasn’t me.”

Aurora buried her head in the crook of my neck and groaned in embarrassment.

I lifted my hips slightly, rubbing my hard cock against her ass. Even months later, the thought of that night still turned me on. Who knew prison kink and handcuffs could be so much fun?

Lizzie waved me off. “That’s nothing. Last month, I woke up trapped in a convent.” She sent a glare in Richard’s direction.

He smiled arrogantly as he took a sip of his wine. “Sister Elizabeth had been a very bad nun,” he said suggestively.

I raised an eyebrow. “Religious kink. I’m impressed. I think that beats our story.” I then leaned back and looked at Aurora. “I think you’d look cute in a nun’s habit.”

In that moment, Aurora flipped the script on me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Bless me, Father, for I’ve been a bad girl.”

I lifted her in my arms and stood. “Dinner is over. Goodnight.”

I carried her upstairs to our quarters.

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It was all I could do to stay still and pretend to be asleep when she slipped out of our bed, got dressed, and snuck out of our room in the middle of the night with a suitcase in her hand.

CHAPTER 27

AURORA

I met Lizzie in the hallway.

She was softly closing her bedroom door.

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