Reaper's Word

Chapter 37: If You Want Me, Play Me For It

"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

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

can deny you anytime I please." He was very quiet at this and looked at the targets, before his

"Worried?" She asked him.

week not forever." She would take that

chances were very high

he'd like to handle her challenge.

line of the yellow center. Yes, he was right. She would get every arrow where she was supposed to. He wasn't going to let it happen that easily. Clair picked up the second arrow she pulled it back, and tensed when he stepped up to her. His right hand and moved around her midsection. His other on the inside of her thigh. He stepped so that he was flush against her. What was he

trying to distract

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 work

his right hand slipping

I'd have to touch part of you that you require to shoot or draw the bow." He said. She tried her best to ignore him and aimed. Though she was a bit shakier this time. She let go

neck as she fired and she just barely hit where she was supposed to. She was finding it harder to concentrate with him touching her. His mouth still moved over her neck and up to her jaw. Her

in any way that would force her 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

he touched her intimately. It

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 she was going to tell him he had to stand in one spot, not move

into her and her breath hitched. His voice was slightly deeper. She wanted to win so badly but at the same time she wanted him too. He was getting a reaction from her even though

bit down on her neck and she jerked slightly. The arrow hit the target but not where she needed it. That son of a bitch, she should have expected him to do something like that. How was that not on purpose? Guess she

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 them.

pulling her head back. His mouth moved over the 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

He never wanted to be denied access to her for any reason. If he wanted, she better give damn it. His female

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

Isaiah." She breathed into his ear her teeth

violently to the sounds. Her breath sliding

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

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