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Sometimes, fantasies are nothing like what you imagined when you attempt to fulfill them. Sometimes, the reality is a sour disappointment. But sometimes, the reality is a thousand fucking times more thrilling, more heart-stopping, more everything than the fantasy ever had a prayer of being.
“If you make it back to the stairs, well, the game is yours. If you don’t…”
In the dim light, Gabriel stops in front of me, a dark, psychotic smile twisting his lips beneath his black, gold-fanged mask.
“I’m going to use you. I’m going to fuck you, hard. I’m going to play rough. Do you understand what I mean by that?”
My throat goes dry.
My tongue slips out to wet my lips as my nails dig into my palms.
My chin nods up and down.
“Do you truly understand. And before you nod that pretty head again, know that this is the last time I’ll ask. After this, the only way this stops is if you use the safe word. Tonight’s safe word is broken. Now,” he rasps, still in front of me. “Nod if you understand all of that.”
Holy shit.
My chin moves up and down.
“Do you have any limits?”
Nod your fucking head, you absolute fucking idiot.
My head shakes side to side.
Gabriel smiles lethally. “Really?” I bite back a shudder of terror mixed with pure lust as he leans close.
“Let’s. Find. Out.”
He prowls behind me. I swear to fuck I can feel the incinerating dark heat of his eyes scorching my skin.
“I’d lose the shoes, kitten.”
I shake when I hear his pants hit the floor. And when he prowls back in front of me again, my pulse skips as my eyes land on the obscene tent in his boxers. As I see the bulging, swollen head of his cock straining against the cotton, with a wet mark rapidly spreading across it.
Like he’s already coming. Like he’s leaking his cum, ready for me.
Hungry for me.
“Now…”
He’s behind me again. I gasp sharply, my heart clawing its way up into my throat as the lights go out completely.
“Run.”
17
FUMI
I explode forward like a sprinter leaving the starting blocks. Naked fear seizes my heart as I rush headlong into the maw of darkness.
The first step feels like stepping off a cliff.
The second, like the rush of gravity yanking me down.
On the third, I’m still falling, and by the fourth, I’m not sure I’ll ever get to the bottom.
My entire body is electrified with terror and adrenaline as I bolt into blackness. I can feel my breath clawing raggedly at my throat as panic mixed with a primal survival instinct propel me forward, blindly waving my arms in front of me.
