“Oh fuck.” He groans, threading his hand into my dark hair.
His salty taste explodes over my tastebuds as my fangs drag lightly against him. I could bite him. Mix the taste of cum and blood, but I want to see how well he takes our girl. I let him off with a loud pop and look deeply into those icy blue eyes of his, feeling the depths of my coercion settling over him before I givemy command. “Now, I want to see you fuck our little ghoul until she comes at least three times.”
Olivia’s mouth drops, having been watching us intently this whole time. She was enjoying the show so much that she couldn’t help but touch herself, a fact I confirm by seeing her snatch her hand away from her clit like she’s just touched a hot burner.
“Don’t be ashamed. Seeing you enjoy yourself is a goddamn turn on.” Phantom reassures her and by the blush spreading up her neck, I can tell she’s not used to being praised. “Now turn over, Olivia, let me see that beautiful ass of yours that’s been taunting me all night.”
She nods, settling herself in front of me as I rest against the headrest, cock at full attention. She clocks my hard cock and licks her lips. Her ass sticks up in the air for Phantom and he enters her from behind, making her shriek.
I take advantage of that open mouth and shove her down onto my length, shutting her scream up with my hard cock.
“You wanted to be taken by a pair of monsters, little ghoul, your wish is fucking granted.” I shove her all the way down, watching her skin turn the most delicious shade of purple as she struggles against me. Phantom can’t stop this compulsion, jackhammering into her hard and fast, balls slapping against her sweaty skin. Each thrust sends her mouth down further, taking my length deep as tears leak from her eyes.
Her thoughts begin to panic as her body begs for air. I let her take a breath before working her back down to where she belongs. Her fear and desire wage a war, but ultimately her desire wins out, letting herself give into our game. Taking me like she was made to. Her teeth scrape the underside of my cock, but the pain only fuels my harshness with her. I grip into her hair, pulling tight and rocking up into her mouth. “Fucking take it, Olivia. Swallow me down.”
Her body shakes as she struggles against us both. Phantom from the back and me in the front. A gorgeous freaking sight.
Watching her heavy tits sway as she falters around me, has my second orgasm of the night building. I want to mark up those tits with bite marks, ones that leave a shimmery silver scar all along her flesh, marking her as mine.
Phantom’s endless thrusts finally send her over the edge, making her moan around me. The vibrations do me in and I send a shot of hot cum down her tight throat. She swallows me down easily, drinking ever last drop before coming back up for air. Her orgasm rolls into another and another, finally collapsing on top of me, with Phantom not far behind.
We lay there, dazed for a moment- lost in a post-coital bliss. Limbs entangled in each other before, I roll her to the side.
“Spread those legs for me, Olivia. I want to taste us.” She welcomes my instruction too tired to refuse. She’s a vision covered in sweat making her skin shimmer in the firelight.
I lean down on my forearms and lick her sensitive clit, tasting a mixture of me, Phantom, and her. I can’t help but let my fangs loose, biting the plump area around her slit and tasting her blood.
“AHhh, mmff.” Olivia mutters, giving into the sensation as I suck and lick, giving her just the right amount of pressure before I have her coming on my tongue again. Her legs are quivering against my head, which will make what I have planned next all the more fun.
“Olivia, I want you to put that shirt on over there.” I command, fixing her with every inch of my compulsion. “And then I want you to run. Run until we catch you.Now.”
Her eyes go wide as she watches me transform before her into a bat. She scrambles out of the bed, fear gripping her throat as she obeys, throwing the oversized shirt on and sprinting for the door.
I give her the head-start she needs before following her into the dark. Besides, she can’t escape unless I want her to, and right now, she’s my prisoner. My prey. My little ghoul.
Chapter 10
Olivia
The command to run reverberates through my whole body. Muscles obeying, pumping the blood through my veins of their own volition. The rooms blur together as I dash past, trying, once again, to find the exit. This place is a never-ending labyrinth. Groups of people dressed in costumes move out of my way as my legs carry me in a daze. My body echoes with the pleasure Talon and Phantom elicited from me. Pleasure like I’ve never experienced before.
And those bites…
My fingers graze the skin on my neck and feel two slim indents. The skin is closed, but the whisper of what transpired lingers. I don’t know which way to run, and no one else seems to know the right way either. Groups of people head in different directions through dark and terrifying rooms filled with screams. Some of the rooms, though, have devolved into a free for all. Fucking up against the sticky walls amongst fallen figures and frightening animatronics. A fine mist of fog rolls steadily along the floor so thick I can’t see my feet. It smells of sex, sweat, and blood.
Distracted, I turn down another dark corner, but as I do, my body collides into a tall figure, startling the breath right out ofme. They turn around and I take in the familiar white mask fromScream, only now a knife is lodged into their skull and a shiver of fear runs down my spine. Oh fuck. How are they still alive?
“Y-you’re dead.” I say, stupidly. Clearly, they’re walking around, all alive and breathing.
“No.” They chuckle, pushing me back into the wall, using their height to tower over me. “But you? You won’t be so lucky.” They pull the knife from their head, blood dripping down the length of the sharp tip landing in fat, wet splotches across my cheeks.
The knife barrels down towards me and a scream rips from my throat. I close my eyes and brace for impact, but nothing happens. Instead, I see the knife plunged into the wall behind my head.
“Wh-what?” I ask, dumbfounded.
“You didn’t think I’d end you so easily, did you? Not when we were so rudely interrupted before.” His hands run down my body. I’m still sensitive from earlier, but I can’t help but lean into him. This masked figure, who I should be running from, knows just how to touch me. Making me want him. That seems to be the theme for the night. My inner slut is at the helm, and I have to just hold on for the ride, hoping that bitch isn’t going to steer me wrong. His hands grip firmly around my breast, kneading them in his hands as he presses his hips against mine. I can feel every inch of him through the thin shirt I’m wearing. It lands just beneath my ass, exposing my long legs. I feel myself wrapping my leg around his waist as he thrust up against me.
“I knew you were a little horny slut. Wanting to play with the monsters. Mmm you smell like sex.” He says mask mere inches from my face.
