Reaper's Word

"Always straight to the point." He felt humor at her look.

"Sorry to disappoint you. Though I'm not sure what you could possibly want from me that you haven't already managed to take or have." She commented with just a bit of a tint to her face.

"You are a very difficult puzzle to figure out. A challenge that I enjoy very much." He handed her the bow and moved around to her left side. He held out a hand and the arrow came back to him. He presented her with it and she took it.

Clair knew the basics of it, having shot a bow only a few times in gym class. She knew how to notch it. Her knowledge past that, was pull back and let go.

"Show me, so I have a chance at this game. Otherwise what is the point? What fun will that be?" He hadn't told her what it was yet but she wanted to have a chance.

He moved over to her. He showed her how to stand and where to place her hands. He was so close to her she could smell him. The scent was appealing to her, but she pushed it back in her mind. She didn't want distractions.

He stepped back slightly and she looked down the arrow. Her first shot was high but hit the target. The second hit very near the center as did the third. She smiled, it wasn't so hard to do this. That was unless he made her nervous. She looked at him.

"I've got something I'll play for." He looked at her for a moment clearly trying to decide if he should take her up on her offer. Curiosity seemed to get the best of him.

"I'm listening." She knew he'd want to know what she had to say. He liked a challenge and he hated to lose. She'd give him something he most likely wouldn't want to lose complete control over. Which was her.

"First I'd like to hear what you feel I need to accomplish." He was silent for a moment. A kind of odd smile came to him.

"Just for you Clair. I'll give you rules first before the deal."

"You're too kind." She said. He moved over to the arrows and grabbed five of them and came over to her, sticking them slightly in the floor.

"Alright, all five either center or first circle out." Clair looked at the target. She'd gotten her second and third arrows in the second circle but barely. This time there was going to be pressure to make the shot count.

"No cheating from you." She said looking at him.

"Such as?" He asked looking at her. She stared at him.

to make me

smile left him a second later. "What is it that you would like

can deny you anytime I please." He was very quiet at this and

"Worried?" She asked him.

not forever." She would take that

very determined. He'd decided some time ago that if she was set on something the chances were very high for her to succeed. He could handle a week of her denying him seeing

she nodded and reached down picking up one arrow. He was going to watch the first to see and then he'd decide how he'd like to handle her challenge. She said he couldn't purposely interfere to make her miss. Which

picked up the second arrow she pulled it back, and tensed when he

cheating, trying

didn't see how this wasn't on purpose. She glanced at him, and he had no welts or anything on him. Crap, she needed to be more specific next time. It must

it is." She said the fingers of his right hand

to shoot or draw the bow." He said. She tried her best to ignore him and aimed. Though she was

was finding it harder to concentrate with

to move and miss. In fact his hold kept her where she was. He held very tight against her. She couldn't have pushed or moved away from him if she wanted to. She could feel his arousal pressed to her backside. His scent filled her nose. His hands moved to the front of her pants.

sliding farther inside her pants with the button undone. She tensed again, biting her lip as he touched her intimately. It took her a moment to concentrate, she

body felt alive and on edge, and he'd purposely done this to her. He was a lot better at manipulation than she was, and she needed to remember this for next time. Had to be far more specific. Next time

He warned, sinking his fingers into her and her breath hitched. His voice was slightly deeper. She wanted to win so badly but at the same time

and she jerked slightly. The arrow hit the target but not where she needed it. That son of a bitch,

moved slightly, his left hand came up to below her jaw. He forced her head back so he could take her mouth. His right hand fully undid the pants she wore to shove them down and make her step from

front of her neck. He walked her backward, with several quick steps he had her against the wall. Nearly driving the air from her lungs with the way he forced her back. His hands moving over her to pull the shirt off and

brought her hands forward to free him from the pants he wore. He was overly glad that she had lost this challenge. He never wanted to be denied access to her for any reason. If he wanted, she better give damn

her and brought her body onto his. She moaned wrapping a leg around him. She was always so ready to deny him, yet she responded to him so quickly. His hands dug into her hips as he pressed against her holding her against the wall. His body thrusting into hers. She was practically dripping from how wet she was. Did others desire someone this badly they couldn't think, they had to have them? It felt abnormal even for him, and each time just felt better than the last. She brought her head to his neck, her lips brushing

ear her teeth nipping and

into her. His body reacting violently to the sounds. Her breath sliding over his skin. Her head dropped back to the wall and he moved his mouth over the front of her neck to the side. His teeth

hot pain lasted only a second. Then she felt the rush of heat through her body. Her response always so quick and fierce to him. God that felt good, his hands dug into her as well holding her. She didn't know how she didn't have permanent marks from him and his grip. Her nails dug through the shirt he wore scratching but he took no note of it. He was doing just what she asked for. Taking her in a harsh fast manner. Practically felt like he