Title: Wicked Bride Games
Series: Indecent Games #1
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Release Date: January 10, 2017
Fifty million dollars for three weeks of your life in the hands of a total stranger. Would you do it?
When Naomi Lee finds herself out of a job and out of the money she needs to pay her father’s medical bills, she receives an anonymous letter, containing an offer she can’t refuse.
Max Marino, a wealthy businessman, wants her and he’ll pay any price.
Three weeks of her time, no holds-barred, in exchange for fifty million dollars.
With no other means to pay her bills, Naomi has no choice but to accept.
However, Naomi isn’t the only one who signs the contract.
And Max isn’t alone in his deal.
Three brothers …
Nine girls …
All competing for the ultimate prize … marriage.
Let the games begin.
WARNING: contains explicit situations, graphic violence, and other disturbing content some readers may find offensive.
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Her hands are trying to grasp me to roll me over again and get her on top, but I’m not letting her get close. Instead, I pin her to the floor and fuck her even harder. She opens her legs even farther and moans when I take her nipple between my teeth and tug.
I know she likes what I do … but she can’t help always trying to be at the top.
It’s what we do.
Who we are.
And in each other, we’ve found our match.
Her hand reaches between her legs, and she furiously starts masturbating as I fuck her pussy raw. She’s so tight and wet that I lose control, and I close my eyes for just a second to enjoy the sensations.
Only to find me rolling around again and having her end up on top of me. She slams me down on the floor and holds my hand down harder as she swivels around on my cock. She brings her blood-soaked finger to my mouth and makes me suck on it. One of my hands is free, and I use it to flick her clit, making her moan out loud.
A few seconds later, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and I can feel her muscles tighten all around me. Wetness coats my cock, and I come undone.
Howling, I come inside her, my seed pulsing deep into her pussy, just like it should.
She holds my hand in place over her clit, as if to signify that it belongs there. That she’s not only mine, but that I’m also hers.
Breathing heavily, she slowly falls down on top of me, my cock still inside her. She rests her head on my chest, and I listen to her breaths as she listens to my heart. I pet her hair, which is still slick from blood and sweat, and I wonder if this is the best sex I’ve had in my entire life.
“Is it over now?” she mutters suddenly.
I smile as she lifts her head with a curious look on her face. “Yes, it is … and you won.”
“You will receive fifty million dollars.”
Her eyes flicker with a certain greed I recognize all too well.
I slide the paper closer to her. “You sign this.”
“What is it?” she asks, still not moving one inch.
I thought the mere tease would be enough for her mind to want to crack this puzzle, but it seems she’s a lot more stubborn than I presumed.
“It’s a contract. You will receive fifty million dollars at the end of our agreement … if you become mine.”
She squints. “Yours? Explain.”
The right side of my lips tug into a smile. I can’t help it; I love her sassiness. Too bad it won’t last.
“Mine … to do with whatever I please.”
“Like a sex toy.”
“More than that.”
“Your girlfriend?” She makes a face, and it amuses me.
“Not just that.”
“Then what?” Judging by the tone of her voice, I can tell she’s agitated.
“Anything and everything.”
Her face only hardens more.
“For fifty million dollars, you want me to be your sex doll?”
My brows draw together. “Sex doll? That sounds so crude.”
She sighs and closes her eyes, her hand dropping to her lap again.
“Fifty million dollars. After three weeks,” I add, and I place the pen on the piece of paper in front of her.
Suddenly, she gets up from the chair, her face completely void of any emotion. “You’ve got the wrong girl.”
She turns around and starts to walk away, not even granting me one more look. I know what she thinks. This is illegal. Who am I to even ask? What am I thinking? Have I lost my mind? She could sue me or call the cops for even suggesting the idea.
But she knows just as well as I do that no one will believe her.
Besides, we both know she needs this, so it’s just a matter of time before she comes knocking on my door.
With a grin on my face and the memory of her perfectly swaying ass as it leaves through my door, I say, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Listen up, ladies,” Max says. “I know you must be confused, so let me explain what’s going to happen.”
I can feel the air thicken with angst.
It chokes me, even though it isn’t my fear I’m feeling. It’s the girls’ fear.
“Each of you signed a contract with one of us. You were picked because you are special. You are beautiful. You are smart. You are perfect. Which is exactly why we want you. Why you now belong to us. And it’s why we chose you for this game.”
“What game?” Camilla interrupts.
Anthony lifts his finger and places it on his lips, silencing her without saying a single word.
“Our game. To win it, you must compete against each other. You will earn fifty million dollars if you win our game. The rules are simple. Entertain us in whatever way necessary, and you will win.”
“How?” I ask bluntly, not giving a shit whether I’m allowed to ask questions.
Max bites his lip. I don’t know why I see it, but I do. “By doing everything we desire. Whether it be serving us, massaging us—”
“Or undressing for us,” Anthony adds.
Devon grins. “Or being fucked in any orifice.”
“What?” Jordan’s jaw drops.
“Do you mean …” Stacey mutters.
Asya, who’s standing beside me, grabs my hand and squeezes it tight. I want to shake her loose, but I know that’s not in my best interest now. It wouldn’t look good, and I will fucking look good if I have to fight these girls for the same prize.
“Yes, you heard that right,” Max muses, his eyes honing in on my face. “Sex. Anything goes. Anywhere. Any time. Any fucking thing that we want, you will do it.”
He takes a step into my direction, one foot ahead of the other as he broadens his shoulders, obviously trying to intimidate me.
“Do you want to get fifty million dollars? Earn it. Follow the rules.” I know he’s talking to all of the girls, but his eyes are on me. “Do not defy us. Do not deny us pleasure. Fail, and you willbe eliminated, the contract nullified. That’s all. Any questions?”
I wonder in what sense.
Stacey raises her hand, and Max signals her to speak. “What are the rules exactly?”
Max’s wicked smile somehow finds its way into my devious little heart. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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