When his cock tip played around his own fingers and then glided upwards to flick my clit I gasped.It’s weird, my mind said,strange and wrong. Yet my mind also accepted it was good—so, so good.
A yell pierced the night. A terrible noise filled with sheer terror, coming from the direction of our camp. I stilled, goosebumps lifting all over my entire body.
Something big moved in the forest right in front of me. A big beast running in the opposite direction, crashing through the forest. My entire body tensed.
Had Mothman been here? Had hewatched?
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The scream sounded terrible, like someone staring down a horror so extreme that their mind cracked open and broke.
“What was that?” Ava whispered, her fingers digging into me. My mind fired off fast, my instincts were always simple: love, mate, and protect. I set Ava down before quickly picking up her clothes and shoes. I pulled her to the bathroom door, shoving her clothes in her arms before thrusting her into the bathroom.
“Lock the door,” I told her. She turned to look at me with confusion, her mouth opening to talk. My eyes slid down to her bare lower half. Her thick thighs were completely coated in my cum. I could see more sliding out from inside her. It was the best thing I’d ever seen.
Before she could talk, I stepped into her body and slammed my lips to hers. Something was wrong and I had to protect her.
What if this is the last time I kissed her?I jerked back from her mouth, terrified by that intrusive thought.
“I don’t want to stay here,” she said.
“Something is coming for you.”
“Something has always been coming for me,” she said with wide eyes, her lip beginning to tremble. She was scared but so brave. Haunted her whole life but not letting the weight of it crush her. Brave to let me have her when I could see the fear in her eyes of what I was and of what I did to her body.
“Iwas always coming for you, Ava. I’ll save you from the rest of them.”
“The rest of them?”
“Mothman,” I said. “You saw him, right?” She looked at me in confusion.
“Caspian, I'm not sure he caused that scream. I… heard him in the woods, taking off after the scream. He was watching us,” she said with wide, concerned eyes. I knew he was there and I was happy to once again show him how Ava was mine. However, she was right. If Mothman hadn’t caused that yell, what had?
“Stay here,” I said, backing away and pulling the door closed. “Lock it,” I said through the door. I heard the bolt slide in and gave the door a tug to confirm.
“I love you,” I told her and then turned and ran towards camp, weaving my way into the woods so I wouldn’t be seen. The music was still blasting, making it hard to hear what else was going on.
There were people at our campsite, a collection of strangers decked out in torn-up jeans, stretched-out tee shirts, and camo. They had my bandmates on their knees. Brandon was looking at Matthias, saying something to him calmly that I couldn’t hear. Matthias couldn’t be calmed down though, his nerves shattered by the thing he kept looking over at.
The bass player, Simon, is what he was looking at. His blood was soaking into the earth around his body. Simon’s mouth kept gaping open but he couldn’t get a breath. He was on his side on the ground. Blood slid from his mouth and the entire front of his shirt was completely drenched in blood that looked black in the night. There was a modern arrow jutting from his chest. His face was gaping with raw shock.
Simon’s mouth opened almost too wide, his lips stretching, panic culminating in his eyes. Then it washed away. His eyes lost focus and his body stuck in the same position, not even sagging, justdonemoving. Forever.
Matthias was shaking, his eyes wide and shooting everywhere. He began gasping and clawing at his shirt when the bass player stopped moving. Simon’s eyes didn’t close, they just kept looking at one spot on the ground, never leaving it again.
The loud music cut off as one of the attackers finally destroyed the laptop, slamming it shut then chucking it in the fire.
“Look at me, Matthias. Look at me.Please,” I heard Brandon now, his words calmly begging. Matthias shook his head, trying to keep his attention on Brandon but unable to. Grady was quiet but crying, his eyes darting around in his own half-panic. Brandon was only calm because he was more concerned for his panic-stricken boyfriend than anything else.
“Where is she?” A man asked and I looked through the trees to see a big guy. He was probably about as tall as me, six and a half feet. He was thick too—well-fed but strong. His arms didn’t have any cut to them but you could tell muscle was under there. Lots of it.
“She wasn’t here when we showed up, Loren,” a smaller guy decked out in all camo said. Loren was their leader it seemed. He reached up and adjusted the brim of his ball cap, hard eyes sweeping around the camp. I processed their words.She…Ava. He wanted Ava.
But why? He was a man, not a monster. Just a fucking man. Anger swept over me and I started to move from the trees. I’d kill him before he ever laid eyes on her.
A hand gripped my shoulder and tugged me back. I jerked around, shifting my face to its true form so that when I hissed, my needle-sharp teeth were barred. A hand shot out, a fist bombarding my jaw. My head snapped to the side. He took a big handful of my hair at the base of my skull, pulling it tight and jerking my face in the direction of camp.
“Shut the fuck up,” a demonic voice sliced into my head, making my vision go black and sweat pop up on my forehead. I had to slam my mouth shut and grit my teeth to keep from crying out in pain. Mothman pointed past my body, jerking his finger at all the guns on people’s backs.
