The Wolf: An Annual Game Night Darkverse Romance (The Annual Game Night Book 1) by Vivian Murdoch

Author:Vivian Murdoch [Murdoch, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Jocelyn

Through the bond, I watch as if a movie plays in my mind. I see him using my shirt to get himself off. Unable to look away, I watch as he rifles through my drawers when we’re not home, sniffing my stuff as he touches himself. Two years he’s been forced to jack off to my phantom scent, and now that he has me, his intense yearning has only grown.

I brush the pads of my fingers against my clit as I arch up, a decadent groan rippling through my body. Just a touch, a simple slide of skin against skin to relieve the discomfort. Nothing more.

At least, it’s the lie I tell myself so I can feel better. And yet, this one touch only ignites my need, fuels it until it’s an inferno burning through me. In my mind, I hear Adam’s harsh grunts as he strokes himself. They’re so close, as if he’s right next to me. In fact, with my eyes closed, I can almost feel the touch of his hands on my body.

No longer does it feel like my fingers sliding through slick. It’s Adam. It’s all Adam. Crying out, I allow the sensations to take over, flooding me, overwhelming me until all I can think about is my release.

That’s my good girl, he croons into my mind. In my delirium, I swear I feel his hot breath against my ear as he whispers encouragement to me. I’m lost, unable to think or feel except for the agonizing need ripping through me.

My muscles strain as I shove two of my fingers deep inside. But it’s not enough. Even as I clench down, I’m not thick enough to give my body the stretch and burn I need.

Look under your bed.

My body stops cold at his words. Is he actually here with me then? Is he pleasuring himself underneath me as I writhe above him? Trembling, I pull my fingers out and roll over to my side.

As I pull up the blanket, I hold my breath, not sure what to expect. But there’s no one under there. All I can see are shoes and other crap that’s made its way underneath. However, as I move to hoist myself back up, an odd box catches my eye.

It’s the size of a shoebox, but far more ornate than any I’ve ever seen. I slide it out, my heart pounding as I hold it to my chest. Adam’s scent lingers there, faint, almost fading, but it’s his.

So he had been in here again. Because this box wasn’t here a few days ago when I went looking for a missing pen. A tinge of anger sizzles along my synapses, interrupting the arousal which kept me mindless and needy.

But as I open it, my body quivering with curiosity, the arousal surges right back. There, on a bed of silk, is a large phallus, complete with a bulging knot. Picking it up, I note the ridges and veins.

It’s so lifelike. Even the silicone feels almost warm to the touch.

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