31. Growing Obsession
Chapter 31
Growing Obsession
Oleks
Present Day
O leks carefully regarded the woman before him. She was a curiosity, an exotic creature that he had been watching as best he could.
He had grown up in a Facility similar to the one he had found her in. As a teenager, he had been mandated to submit his body to the evils that resided there.
But Oleks had never enjoyed those encounters. Nor had he ever been interested in any relationships outside of those he was forced into. For the longest time, he thought he would never find someone that sparked his interest, but then he had been recruited into the Griffins. The leader had drawn his curiosity, stirred a wayward obsession that sparked into incessant urges. But Oleks had never acted on those impulses, instead following the man around, doing his bidding, until the wool was pulled from his eyes and he no longer felt any passion towards him.
But now this woman before him was affecting Oleks in a way he couldn't quite define. It had started small when he realized who she was, a mere fascination as to who she had become, but with each round, Oleks’s captivation grew. His mouth on her soft skin, solidifying what pounded into his heart.
Oleks wanted her. Wanted to fuck her. The realization had surprised him, but it also allowed him to sink deeper into his mind. Into how they would fall together. Into how he could dare to be a part of her life when they made it out of here.
If we make it out of here.
After all, who was he but a broken man. Poisoned from the inside out, and thoroughly ruined by an onslaught of past horrible experiences. For over a decade his body had not been his to give freely, and when it finally was, there was no one he wished to gift it to.
“How are we going to do this?” Raven asked. Her striking sapphire eyes bore into his. She was still seated across from him. Watching him guardedly, but she hadn’t run. Hadn’t attempted to throw him to his death below.
He would have let her.
Whether Raven knew it or not, she was now his sole purpose in this game. Sure, he would help his leader, but she was who he would follow. He had left her behind in a game before. Left her to deal with the monster, Player 189. The regret had nearly eaten him alive.
“What will you allow me to do?” Oleks cocked his head regarding her. He would need to get her off. To make her come. But he wouldn’t do it without her implicit consent .
Raven heaved a wary sigh. “We need to get each other off.”
Each other.
She moved, crawling forward. Oleks remained still, simply waiting to see what she would do. He would allow her to take what she wanted from him.
“You have the same look in your eyes I used to have.” Raven sat up on her knees directly in front of him. Her hands found his shoulders. Her small, but strong fingers digging into the material there. “ Resigned .”
He couldn’t help the shiver that quaked through his body as she pushed him carefully to the ground. His head was less than a foot from the edge of the platform, her hands landing on each side of it as she hovered over him.
She grimaced, letting out a soft groan.
“Are you okay?” The concern in his voice was palpable. He had made no attempt to hide it.
He was breaking all his rules for this woman. But he couldn’t help it. She was tugging him out of a pit he had fallen so deep into, he had forgotten what it was to be outside of it. What it felt to be alive. To feel .
He had lived in fight or flight, in survival mode for too long. Filled himself with poison, numbed himself body and mind.
Her breath fanned his face as she continued to analyze him. “Nothing we can fix now. Just don’t grab me here,” she gestured to her side. “Stitches,” she explained.
Oleks wanted, no needed , her to elaborate but he also recognized they had to complete their round. While there wasn’t a time constraint on this game, if they didn’t keep the Sponsors entertained, he doubted they could continue on without any action.
“Okay,” he agreed. His fingers pressing down onto the hard concrete below, grounding him.
“Now help twist me around, we need to get this done. To get each other off. ”
Realization slammed into him a pile of bricks. Her hot mouth would be on his cock.
He swallowed around the lump that had formed in his throat.
My leader is going to kill me for this.
But he knew it would be worth it the second she pushed him onto his back. She maneuvered out of her pants and carefully crawled over him. Once she stopped moving, their eyes locked for a brief searing instance before he helped readjust her. Carefully, avoiding the spot where she was injured, Oleks grabbed her hips and lifted, spinning her until her face was over his clothed cock..
His vision was filled with her pretty pink cunt. His cock jerked at the sight, and her nose briefly grazed his pants.
“If we need to stop, let me know. Your mouth on my clit, two fingers curled just inside will do the trick for me. What do you need?”
Oleks stiffened as her words sunk in. “I–”
How could he explain to this beautiful, this confident, this capable woman, that he didn’t know? That no one had ever wrapped their lips around him. That he hadn’t let anyone.
“Just let me work you over first. When you’re getting close, start on me. It won’t take too long.” He hated admitting it, but it was the truth.
His desire churned deep in his abdomen. It was a bowl that Raven had steadily filled through every encounter he had with her. And now it was nearly sloshing over the brim. He doubted he would last long with her soft lips and hot mouth wrapped around him.
He didn’t wait for further instructions, he wrenched her pants down a bit more and then he was gripping her thighs tugging her onto his face. He licked his way along her as she squirmed above him.
“Fuck!” She mewled. “Like that,” she advised him, shifting until his tongue was exactly where she wanted it .
Oleks continued his exploration for just a few more moments, wanting to have as many memories as he could of this. Understanding this might be his one and only chance with her.
Following her directions, his fingers made their way into her, two of them curling just inside as his mouth latched over her clit.
“Just like that. Keep going,” she murmured.
He was so preoccupied with his ministrations that he didn’t realize she had freed his cock until her tongue was swirling around the tip.
He couldn’t help himself as he thrust up into her mouth. He was groaning and grunting his satisfaction as nearly painful static broke out across his nerves.
She was rewriting his brain chemistry. Teaching and showing him that his body was capable of pleasure. That he could enjoy this.
He continued to work her body over as best he could, but he wasn’t sure how much longer he would last. Her tongue swirling along his length as she gulped him down was proving to be his undoing.
“Fuck!” The word was dampened as he continued to use his mouth for her pleasure.
Before he could think it through, he used his free hand to reach down and force her head all the way onto him, until he was choking her. He bit onto her clit, pushing in a third finger curling it into her.
“Mmmm!” her muffled scream was cut off as he came deep into her throat.
Her cunt pulsated around his fingers as she found her own release.
Her mouth suctioned further onto him, swallowing him down, and for a beat, he fell back. A post cum haze.
But they were only allowed a moment in this god forsaken game.
“Player 20, Player 195, congratulations. You have won, securing wins for both of your teams. Player 195 please return to your platform and you will both be lowered to the ground.” The motorized words echoed around them, filling the space.
Oleks didn’t want to leave her, didn’t want this moment to end. But he had to accept it.
“Here.” He tugged her pants up, before readjusting his own, and carefully slid her off of him, making sure she had the space to sit on the platform.
Readjusting to his knees, he advanced into her space again.
His hands crept their way up to her face, the rough pads at odds against her soft skin. He used his thumbs to wipe away the remnants of himself on her lips.
“Thank you,” he whispered. He bent forward, kissing her on the forehead. “I promise, I will do what I can to keep you alive.”
She stared at him unblinkingly for a moment before her lips quirked and she inclined her head.
“Okay, Oleks. You have my trust.”
Oleks’s heart pounded up his throat. He didn’t want to leave her. Wasn’t sure how long until they were reunited again, but he didn’t have a choice.
It was time to go.
With one last intense gaze, he stood haphazardly to his feet. He didn’t look back as he made his way across the rickety metal bridge. Back to his own platform dozens of feet away.
He wanted more than anything to stay with her. To enjoy the way she made him feel.
But first they would need to escape this godforsaken game.
He jolted as he began to lower to the ground again.
His attention found 197. Their fearless leader. The man was sulking, dark tension washing off him in waves .
It was clear the rest of the players had heard them. Guessed at the moans. Deducted what they had done.
Oleks knew he would have to pay for it, but it was still worth it.
She was worth it.
She was a candied saccharide poison, and he wanted nothing more than to taste her again.