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“The rules are simple. Refuse to make a request, and you lose a point. Refuse to partake in the pleasure, and you’ll lose two points as well as allow the requester to receive the pleasure instead. Lose three points, and the game is over,” Valentine says. “Lose, or refuse toplay,and I’ll have Horatio make Evelyn here the guest of honor before you have a chance to blink.”
Dante glares at Valentine, and I have to wonder why he’s so adamant about making sure that doesn’t happen.
“How do I gain points back?”
“You don’t.”
There’s a long pause as Dante considers everything he’s been told.
“And what do I get whenyoulose?”
Valentine grins as if Dante’s finally asked the right question.
“IfI lose,” he drawls, “I’ll give you Evelyn.”
“What?” Dante asks, and I stare up in shock at Valentine.
“You heard me. Now, do we have a deal or not?”
Even in my current, oxygen deprived state, I know the rules are stacked against us. I seriously doubt Valentine would offermeas the prize if he thought there was a chance of Dante winning.
There’s a tense moment of silence as Dante considers what Valentine’s just said.
“Deal,” he finally answers, much to my own surprise.
“Excellent,” Valentine says, leaning back in his chair as he turns his attention to me. “You’re in luck, son. I’m feelingextragenerous this evening. You’ll go first. Now, tell Evi what to do.”
Dante’s lips press together into a thin line as he once again sits down on his own chair.
“Evi,” he starts, his eyes flickering to mine before dropping to the floor as he searches for an order to give, “kiss my father’s hand.”
Valentine clicks his tongue in disappointment even as a small wave of relief washes over me.
“Such a boring start from someone who should know the ins and outs of pleasure,” he says. “Now, watch or it doesn’t count.”
Dante’s jaw hardens, but he slowly lifts his eyes from the floor. Meeting mine, he gives me a small, encouraging nod.
I feel sick to my stomach, but turn to reach for Valentine’s hand to do as Dante’s requested. After all, I dowanthim to win.
Of course, Valentine doesn’t make it easy for me as he moves his hand just out of reach, forcing me to turn around to face him. I press into him, leaning over his body as I stretch out my hand to catch his.
Valentine reaches around me with his other hand, pressing it to my back as he leans forward to bury his face in my cleavage. I immediately try to push away from him as I see Dante bristling out of the corner of my eye, but it’s impossible.
As much as I hate it, I stop struggling against Valentine and lean into him as I try to focus my efforts on completing the request as quickly as possible before Dante loses control. Somehow, this tactic works, and I finally manage to pull his hand to my lips before pressing my lips to the back of it.
Valentine releases me, a cruel grin plastered on his face as he looks at Dante.
“My turn,” he says, pushing me back down to the floor between his legs. “Girl, suck his cock.”
“What? Absolutely not!” Dante snarls, rising threateningly from his chair again as the knuckles of his fists whiten, and the woman flinches.
“Sit down, you fool,” Valentine says, completely unfazed. “You said you’d participate, so do it.”
“Not like this.”
“Let her put your cock in her mouth, or you can watch me fill Evelyn’s with mine. The choice is yours.”
A chill runs down my spine as I realize just how cruel Valentine’s game is. Knowing his own rules when it comes to sex and pleasure, it doesn’t matter what choice Dante makes, either way he’ll be punished … and so will I.
