Play the Game (Hannaford Prep, #3)
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by J. Bree
Read between June 9 - June 10, 2024
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He’s a cage fighter, a trained killer, his weapons of choice are his fists or a fucking meat cleaver, he shows no mercy and has no conscience, and, according to my crazy hot girlfriend, he’s a good guy. I think I’m going to have a fucking stroke.
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“I’m keeping you forever. I don’t do this shit for anything but keeps.”
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Harley scoffs and whispers in my ear, “Stop looking at her like you want to fuck her; you’ll give us all a complex.” I quirk an eyebrow at him. “If we both swung that way, we’d be fucking married by now. I would have wifed her ass last year.” He roars with laughter.
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“I want to make you come so fucking hard the Jackal hears you screaming my name from his little fortress. I want you so fucking wet that your cum runs down my arm and I can smell you on my skin for days. You’re gonna let me touch you, aren’t you, Star? I want to watch you come.” Sweet merciful lord. Who fucking taught him to talk like that?!
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“Blaise and I both spend all of our spare time figuring out how to get you alone. Ash doesn’t. This dick has been… concerned that Ash is having second thoughts because he’s never really been the type to embrace celibacy.” Fucking idiot boys! I blush and clear my throat. “He told me last night he’s waiting for Avery to stop being so defensive. He also told me I should start coming to your room.”
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“Are you fucking kidding me, Mounty?” Avery hisses, and then I remember that I’m literally just standing here staring at my hot-ass boyfriend’s dick while his sister watches my brain melt out of my ears.
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Fuck me, that ass of his is bitable.
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“What? He’ll live! You said no one insults your little bestie so I’m making sure it never happens again. You’re welcome! I’d hug you but, honestly, seeing you in that thing is like seeing my sister naked. It’s fucking disturbing and let’s never do this again.”
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There is nothing quite as satisfying as watching you destroy the male population one by one,”
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“I’m not angry, babe. I’m hungry. I’m fucking starving and you’re the only thing on the menu I want. One taste of what you’ve got and now I’m fucking addicted. Spread those legs for me.”
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“We all got tested when we agreed to share you. We’re clean. Now make me come, babe. I want to taste myself on your lips.”
Jordan Sperlak
This shouldn’t make me swoon but damn it does
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“I have had the patience of a fucking saint,” he says, and I gape at him. “Do you want a fucking medal?” I sputter, and he steps forward until he’s crowding me back into the bathroom sink. “No, I want you to trust me and trust that there’s nothing that trashy whore could do that I couldn’t fix for you. They want to kick you out? I’ll fix it. They want to bad mouth you? I’ll fix it. They want to hurt you in any way? I’ll fucking fix it.”
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“No, I mean, do you seriously have the words ‘you’re welcome’ tattooed above your dick? I changed my mind, I’m not doing this.”
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I forgot he was fucking huge. I gulp. There is no way that will fit in me. Not right now, and possibly not ever. I might dislocate my jaw doing this.
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He chuckles darkly. “I guess I should remember that better than anyone. I was there when he snapped your leg with his bare hands. What were you, twelve years old?”
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When he kisses me, I groan at the taste of myself on his lips and decide that this isn’t enough. I can’t wait any longer; we’ve been slow enough. I need every fucking inch of him. “I need you. I’m on birth control, and I know we’re both clean, so I need you inside me right now,”
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Something about me being an assassin and renowned killer has him freaked out. Who knew?
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Joey doesn’t just trash the ‘Stang. He fucking blows it up.
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“He’s fucking pathetic. He knows he can’t take any of us in a fair fight so he’s going after shit he thinks will hurt. Well, fuck him. The car is important to me, but it’s just a fucking car. Ash and Avery mean more to me. He’s just proving how fucking weak he is,”
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“I fucking hate this, you’re lucky I love you,” I mumble, and his hand jerks in mine. I frown and glance up at his shocked face. He swallows roughly but I’m too busy freaking out to realize it’s the first time I’ve told the idiot I love him.
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No one touches my blood. Fuck. Who the hell else have I pissed off?! I think back over the people I’ve taken out but there’s been too many to narrow it down at all. Fuck. Avery stops breathing next to me, her lungs just ceasing to work. I look down and my heart jumps into my throat as I stare down into the vacant, lifeless eyes of Joseph Beaumont Jr. Joey is dead. Fuck.