Free Game by London Casey, Ana W. Fawkes Page A

of wood on the block and then lifted a
large axe into the air. The back of his shirt pulled tight to his back, showing
off deep ridges of muscle. When he brought the axe down, he grunted, hit the
large piece of wood, and it shattered into two.
    “ It ’ s not what you think, ” I said.
    Finn turned. His eyes were beady,
evil. His hand gripped the end of the axe with a fierce grip. Veins jutted out
of his hand and up his arm. His forehead already glistened with sweat.
    “ I
might as well just give you up to Fiore for good. That ’ s what I had planned on doing. Let him do whatever
he needs to do. Then I could go back to my fucking business. ”
    “ That ’ s what you want? Just toss me
aside? Leave me to be …”
    Finn curled his lip. “ You ’ re fucking engaged to him, Shayna. You have no idea …”
    “ This
was what he wanted, ” I
yelled. “ It was my only
chance of staying alive. Okay? I had no choice. If I didn ’ t accept anything he offered, I ’ d be dead. Gone. Hurt. Tortured.
Killed. I ’ ve seen enough to
know, Finn. ”
    “ You ’ re engaged to a boss, ” Finn said. “ And I ’ m supposed to fuck you? ”
    “ So
now I ’ m tainted? ” I hugged myself and suddenly
felt gross.
    “ Just
go back inside, ” Finn said. “ We have to get through
tonight and I ’ ll make a
decision. ”
    “ What
the hell does that mean? ”
    “ Whether
I give you up or not. ”
    My heart twisted. “ Fuck you, Finn. You don ’ t control me. I ’ ll just take off. ”
    “ Then
Fiore will find you, ” Finn
said. “ I ’ ll find you. You think Zander
does bad things? Please. You haven ’ t
seen what Fiore is capable of. The man is grieving, brokenhearted, and
teetering on insanity. ”
    “ I
don ’ t love Zander, ” I said. “ I ’ ve
never …”
    “ Go
inside! ” Finn bellowed.
    His voice echoed like thunder
through the woods.
    I crossed my arms. “ No. ”
    He looked at the cabin, then at me.
He stepped at me, still holding the axe. “ You
don ’ t understand what the
cabin means. What it was supposed to be to me. ”
    “ Then
tell me, ” I said. “ Tell me, Finn. I want to know
about you. I ’ m here, right?
I ’ m trying to trust you. ”
    “ I
want to fucking trust you, ” Finn said. “ But what does
it matter? You're engaged to a boss. My boss wants to hold your body hostage. I ’ m trapped in the middle of it.
All I wanted was a beer and fuck. ”
    Anger flooded my body now. Like
Finn hadn ’ t done anything
wrong? Screw you, Finn. Screw you.
    “ Then
fuck me, ” I said. “ There ’ s beer in the fridge. Perfect night. ”
    Finn approached me some more. “ Let me get one thing straight,
again. If I want to fuck you, I will. Just like I put you against the door in
there. You haven ’ t been
touched in a long time, sweetie. I felt it. ”
    “ Then
why are you so mad? ” I
asked. “ I haven ’ t been with Zander. Ever. Never.
I never would. ”
    Finn was a foot away from me. He
dropped the axe. His hand rolled up into a fist. “ So
then what is it? You like the sense of power? You like sucking off that? ”
    “ I
bet you wouldn't be complaining if I was sucking something. ”
    “ Yeah? ” Finn grabbed between his legs. “ Get on your knees then. I own
you now, Shayna. Remember that. Your body. My dick. That ’ s what is going to get us out of this shit. ”
    “ You
said you were going to think of a plan, ” I said.
    Finn put a hand to my face. His
fingers stroked my wet hair. His other hand was still between his legs. His
hand slipped behind my neck and he pulled at me. I thought we were going to
kiss but we didn ’ t.
    “ You
owe me one, ” Finn growled. “ And I expect to know everything
about you soon. If not, you ’ re
fucking dead to me. ”
    I reached down and put my hand to
Finn ’ s. I squeezed his hand
over his dick.
    “ Anything
you want, ” I whispered. I
put my lips to his neck and kissed. “ I
swear, Finn. You can trust me. ” I then looked