Page 52 of Caging Fire
It had dawned on me soon after entering the room that the men had definitely planned this. The bed in the middle of the room, Ryker leaving me unsatisfied in the hallway, and the fact that Dr. Zolkos had made a quick exit, led me to that conclusion.
I sucked in a sharp breath, my senses overloaded and my mind spinning. Needing distance, I stepped back from them both, desperate to reclaim a shred of personal space. Talon caught on immediately, retreating and giving me a generous amount of room. Ryker, more nonchalant, wandered over to the bed and flopped onto it with casual ease.
“I have an idea! Since we’re stuck here for a while and have nothing better to do! Let’s play a game? Sound good, Kitten?” Ryker suggested in a playful tone that was laced with darker intentions.
“What game, Ryker?” I asked, eyeing him warily. He had something up his sleeve.
“Truth or Dare! It will be fun. You can get to know all our dirty little secrets, and we can find out yours!” he said, winking.
“What are the rules?”
I was familiar with the game's title and its basic concept, but I had never actually played it. Before I met my bandmates, Ididn't have many friends, and it was a game typically played with others in social settings.
“It’s simple. We take turns answering and asking questions. Start by asking ‘truth or dare’ to the person of your choosing. They have to answer honestly, or they have to complete a dare based on what they pick. If they don’t answer, answer honestly, or complete the dare, there’s a house rule we determine, similar to a punishment of sorts,” Talon answered this time. His voice was like smooth, calm, silk and I enjoyed hearing him explain things to me.
“But what will the house rule be, Tally?! We will need to think of something good to keep Kitten honest. She loves to lie! She lied her whole life about not being an omega!” Ryker said incredulously. I rolled my eyes at him.
“Hmm, I think if anyone lies, or doesn’t complete the dare, they should have to take off an article of clothing, just to up the stakes. I have very little to lose myself; it will do a good job of keeping me honest too,” he said, gesturing down to his shirtless form and baggy sweats.
“Okay, doesn’t seem too bad a punishment… I just don't want to get spanked again,” I said as I shot Ryker a scathing look. “How will we know if someone is being honest? People lie pretty convincingly… I would know.”.
“Tally will be our lie detector! He can quite literally smell when a person isn’t being truthful. It comes in very useful during special ops assignments and enemy interrogations.”
“Really!?” I asked as surprise molded my features. “How does that work exactly?”
“It’s simple; when humans lie, they have telltale signs. My hearing and sense of smell are excellent, far superior to even analpha’s. First, their heartbeat increases, even if it’s only slightly, which I can hear. Then, their mouths will go dry, causing them to swallow frequently. Finally, their autonomic nervous system causes them to sweat as cortisol floods their brain, which I can smell,” Talon explained.
“Okay, well if you are going to be the shifter lie detector, who will keep you honest then?”
The intercom cracked through a speaker overhead, and Cade’s voice sounded in the room.
“I will. Talon and I have known each other for a long time. I can tell when he’s lying,” Cade said, reminding me he was still listening and watching.
“Okay. I guess let’s play.” I said, conceding to the chosen rules.
“Perfect, I'll go first, Kitten!” Ryker said giddily. “Hmm, Rowan, truth or dare?”
Chapter 28: Talon
Even with the sedative coursing through my veins, all I could think about was slipping into Rowan's warm cunt. I felt feral again, but it wasn’t my wolf consuming me this time. It was purely me.
Seeing her like this in front of me, spun around in Ryker’s grip, already aroused, like a tasty offering, made me ravenous to have her. I know why my wolf had been so impatient to mate her.
Ryker was devious and manipulative. Cade said he had been arousing Rowan in the hallway, but that had been an understatement. When she entered the room, her slick’s scent enveloped me. Even now, it filled the room, thick, sweet, and primal. It was a fucking potion, drugging me, making it nearly impossible to think straight or control my impulses.
She stumbled in, half drunk with lust, hair disheveled and wild, and pupils blown wide. I saw her struggling to get out of Ryker’s hold as he followed her in, lightly touching her sensitive and overstimulated body, keeping her nice and ready for us.
When he suggested “Truth or Dare,” I knew where he was going. Ryker loved this game. Sometimes he would play with the sluts at The Rusty Tap. The questions and dares would start innocently enough.
Take a shot. Stand on your chair and clap. If you could travel anywhere, where would it be?
But then they would slowly become more sexual in nature, stoking desire and heightening arousal.
What’s your favorite position to get fucked in? I dare you to show me what color underwear you’re wearing. Do you prefer to be called a good girl or a slut?
Once he could tell that the beta was ready, he would end the game with a final dare.
I dare you to suck my dick in the bathroom.
