Page 63 of Dead End

The whole vibe suddenly changed, and so I decided to just roll with it. I’d been waiting a long time to make them realize what they’d been missing this past year, and being with three of them this past week emboldened me just enough to peel my tank top off and let it fall to the floor. I watched smugly as their eyes collectively widened. They hadn’t expected me to take them up on the suggestion for real.

I wore a crimson-colored bralette made of lace that had a cobweb design stretched over each cup and a little silk bat-shaped tie in the center. I smiled at the two of them watching me with hungry eyes and reached around behind me, unclasped the bralette, and let that fall to the floor as well.

I was standing in front of them in just my skirt and boots and nothing else. I could feel their eyes tracing every curve and dip of my body, and my nipples puckered under the phantom caress. Black veins were beginning to creep under Norman's skin, his eyes darkening and filling with hunger in both ways, which set my blood on fire. He licked his lips, and his fangs elongated, poking out ever so slightly.

I realized suddenly that the thought of their monsters coming to the surface didn’t scare me in the slightest. The thought of Freddy’s claws and Norman’s fangs made me hot. My mind flickered back to Jason’s yellow eyes and forked tongue and Michael’s dark, tingling magic crawling up his skin and sinking into mine. That’s what I liked.

I moved to wrap the corset around my torso, but too fast for me to see, it was ripped from my grasp and thrown against the far wall with force. There was a low growling sound emanating from Freddy’s chest as he prowled closer. I was still smiling as I watched every step. I’d been waiting for this since the day in the bookshop, imagining when we’d get a second chance to finish what we’d started.

“You look hungry, big bad wolf,” I purred. He prowled closer, stalking my movements. My eyes flickered to Norman, who stared back leisurely, just watching.

Freddy grinned widely, and I noticed that his teeth looked just a little bit sharper than normal. “Then I guess it’s a good thing you look like a fucking snack.”

I wanted to roll my eyes. Freddy was forever a jokester, but this time, his words just served to make my clit pulse again. Shit, I really was a horny bitch sometimes. I mean, how many times have I fucked one of the guys this week? Three? I didn’t regret a thing, though. All of it was a long time coming. We’d had a year apart to build up this need, this desire. A year of pining for them and fantasizing about every dirty thing I wanted them to do to me. I wasn’t about to let this time go to waste, especially knowing that apparently someone out there wanted me dead.

He stepped in front of me, towering over my short frame like a giant. Even through his T-shirt, I could see the way his muscles flexed. My guys had always been built like fucking trucks, and I wanted him to park his truck right inside my garage. Eight years of basketball will do that to you—layer you with muscles that make girls go stupid. But now, fueled by these new supernatural abilities, it was like the magic took what they already had and honed it, sculpting them to near perfection. I sent up a silent prayer to the great pumpkin, because, holy geez, I wanted to lick him all over like an ice cream cone.

Freddy dropped to his knees before I could register what he was doing. He was so tall that his face was now exactly level with my breasts. I groaned as his hot breath caressed my nipple, and my thighs rubbed together to alleviate the sudden ache.

Palms skimmed up my legs, towards the apex of my thighs, and then back down again. Freddy calmly unzipped my boots and helped me out of them. Next, he skimmed his clawed fingers up my stockings, but it only took a moment of exploration to realize that the stockings ended on my thighs in little lace bows. He stopped, setting them back into place in favor of hooking his claws around my thong and peeling it down until it pooled around my ankles. My skirt went next, and soon I was standing there before him, naked, save for the stockings.

“Sexy…fucking adorable… adorable…all ours…”

I was growing used to their voices scattering through my head here and there, craving them, really, just to get a glimpse of what they were thinking.

I’d never felt more exposed in my whole life, but I’d also never felt more thrilled. Freddy was rumbling deep in his chest, something like a purr, and it had me shifting on my feet. A hot tongue swiped my right nipple, and I moaned, tipping my head back. Freddy sucked in, rolling my nipple with his tongue and gently biting it as he locked his gaze with mine. His hands slid back up my thighs, forcing me to widen my stance. Then his claw-tipped finger grazed my pussy, and I whined in uncontrollable need.

Moving onto the other breast, he sucked that one in too, letting it free with a pop. My eyes flickered open, meeting Norman’s heated gaze across the room. My mouth fell open slightly as I looked down, transfixed by the sight of him stroking his long cock. He moved at a leisurely pace as Freddy started kissing his way down my body. Norman’s eyes didn’t leave mine as he pumped, but I greedily lowered my gaze, watching as little beads of moisture leaked from the swollen tip.

The flat of his tongue dipped over my clit and he licked oh so slowly, causing my legs to nearly buckle. Freddy held my thighs apart and dove in, licking over and over and applying pressure that had me squirming. He worshiped me from down on his knees, like I was some kind of goddess. I gripped his hair hard, holding his face to my pussy as I started to roll my hips for more. He groaned against me, urging me to move faster.

Norman’s hand was pumping faster now, and his fangs were biting into his bottom lip. I watched his ab muscles ripple, and cum began leaking out over his hand. He closed his eyes for a moment, groaning as he came harder, but he never stopped pumping, and it only caused me to grow wetter.

I nearly screamed as Freddy nipped at my clit, coming harder than I ever had. Stars exploded in my vision, and Freddy had to catch me before I collapsed. We were both breathing hard as he smashed his lips against mine, devouring me whole. He picked me up, cradling me in his arms, and walked me towards Norman before setting me down on my knees.

Norman was leaning back on the lounge, his cock still engorged, despite how hard he had come. His green eyes were hungry for both my blood and my body. I saw him eyeing the thrumming pulse under my skin, and I was about to offer him a taste, but he shook his head and smiled. “That can wait for later. Right now, I need to be inside you.”

My whole body flushed, and the next thing I knew, I had Norman’s cock in my mouth. I licked his cum off slowly to savor him and heard his loud, resonating moan in response. His hips bucked off the lounge, but I removed my mouth as Freddy lifted me from the ground. Parting my thighs, I let Freddy set me down on Norman's lap.

Norman guided his thick length into my heat, and I sank down, letting him stretch me open. “Oh, fuck...” he groaned, eyes rolling backwards.

“Made for us...” His thoughts echoed in my mind and had me smiling down at his upturned face.

A moment later, I felt Freddy move behind me, settling on his knees. I heard his pants unzip, and butterflies bloomed in my stomach. I knew what was coming next, what he was planning, and though I’d never given it much thought, suddenly, the thought of both their cocks inside me at once was exactly what I craved.

“You can say no,” Freddy whispered. Skimming his palms down my bare ass, he spread me open, rubbing the remnants of Norman’s cum over my entrance. I squirmed on Norman’s dick, needing more. I could tell he needed to move or he would go feral.

“Why the fuck would I say no?” I breathed, tossing a sly smirk over my shoulder. Freddy met my eyes as I said, “Show me why they call it doggy style, wolf.”

I didn’t even sound like myself anymore. These words spilling out of my mouth were from some other person entirely—a side of October Hallowell that had never been unlocked before. But it felt right. I was just ready to be loved after so long—loved in every way imaginable.

When I felt the tip of his cock against my ass, I sucked in a breath, but the feel of his palm caressing my hip and kneading my skin had me relaxing enough to allow him entrance. He slipped in slowly, groaning the whole way, and I matched that groan with one of my own once the dull burn faded into a full pleasurable feeling. It took a heartbeat for me to adjust to the feeling of two men inside me at once, but once I settled, my body started to tingle, and I suddenly needed to move.

Norman must have seen it in my eyes. He began to thrust up into me, slowly at first but picking up his pace in seconds once I squeezed him tight inside of me, and Freddy matched it thrust for thrust. We were moving in sync, and Norman’s fingers pinching my nipples as my breasts bounced in front of him had me saying curse words I never knew were in my vocabulary.

Soon, the twins were pounding into me relentlessly, and I couldn’t do much but hold on for dear life. I felt so full I might explode, and Freddy had to clamp a palm over my mouth to stifle my screams. It didn’t do much good because the sounds of us fucking filled the room, and I had no doubt we could be heard around the whole theater with these great acoustics.

I undulated my hips, making sure they hit every spot deep inside of me, and my vision began to darken. I was about to come hard. I could feel it building inside of me, pulling taut and getting ready to snap. Norman’s cock grew impossibly hard, and Freddy’s pulsed with twitches, and I knew they were right there with me.

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