Chapter 349: I Accept Your Little Game
Gabrielle swallows hard. Having sex with Jackson is one thing—he's rough, but he's not unkind. But having sex with this monster in front of so many other men is another thing entirely. She looks at Jackson, trying to read the expression on his chiseled face, and she shivers. His eyes glow with a strange intensity, and his mouth looks almost vampiric.
I'm an idiot, she thinks. He won't save me—he's the whole reason I'm in this mess. He played me, and now he's going to watch the show just like all these other pervs. Well fine, if he wants I show, I'll make sure he gets it.
"Okay," she says to David. "I accept your little game."
A man whistles and shouts, "This'll be good."
"I call second dibs," says another.
"Let's play," she says. "Rock, paper, scissors."